Panting and unable to answer coherently, Harmony’s eyes rolled back in her head as he bottomed out inside her.
Planting a fist in the mattress beside her head, Jacob thrust harder. “Who?” he growled just before he licked his thumb and set it to her swollen clit, rubbing the engorged bud with slow purposeful strokes.
“You,” Harmony managed brokenly, screaming as the heat from his thumb scalded the sensitive nerves of the tender nubbin he stroked. “I belong to you! All of it is yours!” Her fingers buried in the thick damask of the bedspread as a wave of heat began low in her belly. “Jake, I’m…it’s happening again,” she said shrilly, her body drawing taut as it prepared for release.
He could feel her cunt beginning to tighten around his cock, the pleasure/pain of the clasp setting off a tingling low in his balls. Shafting harder in and out of her, he snarled. Never had he felt anything as good as her pussy strangling his dick, trying to milk all that was him from his body. In that moment, he cursed the makers of condoms everywhere. He wanted to fill her up with everything he had to give.
“Oh, God, I can’t take it,” Harmony whimpered, reaching for him, desperate to feel him against her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she felt him give her some of his weight as he came over her, his chest crushing hers.
“Yes, you can,” Jake growled against her cheek before licking a few droplets of salty sweat from her neck. “You’re gonna take my cock, baby. Deep and hard,” he grunted as he felt her pussy began to convulse around him. “Fuck yeah, you’re takin’ it! Because you’re mine, Harmony. MINE!” he hissed, thrusting harder as Harmony screamed, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm as he covered her mouth and fucked her through it.
Her release catapulted him toward his own, and seconds later, his thrusts had become jerky and uncoordinated, sloppy against her hips. “Fuck, Harmony,” he bit out through clenched teeth as he lifted his head to stare into her satisfied blue eyes. “Take me there, baby,” he groaned as her arms and legs wrapped him up in a cocoon of sensation and his hips lunged one last time, taking her mouth as he grunted his release down her throat and planted his cock deep as he could go, unloading everything he had inside her before he collapsed heavily on top of her.
Groaning when he finally caught his breath, he rolled to the side, keeping them connected by pulling her leg over his hip. Clamping his hand around her hip, he held on and stared into her eyes. “You okay, baby? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked quickly, relieved when she gave him a sweet smile.
“No… though I’m thinking we’ll both be sore tomorrow,” she replied with laughter in her voice, then glanced around at the destroyed bed. “We were a little wild.”
Following her gaze, Jacob chuckled. Half the pillows were on the floor, and they’d torn the sheets off the mattress in two places. “Totally worth it,” he remarked softly, leaning forward to exchange a slow, easy kiss with her.
“Totally worth it,” she agreed with a happy nod when he released her mouth. Staring at him for a long moment, she asked huskily. “Was I?”
Jacob frowned, not liking that uncertain look her pretty face now wore. “Were you what, darlin’?”
“Worth it,” she supplied, her voice barely audible.
“Seriously? You’re askin’ me that shit?” he growled, coming up on an elbow to lean over her.
Harmony nodded, forcing herself to meet his eyes. “Yeah.”
“Harmony, baby, it’s a good fuckin’ night – no pun intended - when a man realizes that the best he’s ever had is the last he’ll ever have. So, yeah, you were more than worth the wait.”
His answer had been totally automatic and completely truthful, but he knew the second he told her, that he’d said the right thing. Her eyes lit up and he swore to God that sunshine filled the room in the dead of night. It was the most fucking gorgeous thing he’d ever seen in his life.
“Thank you,” Harmony whispered, lifting her head to drop a shy kiss against his mouth.
“No, baby.” He shook his head and burrowed a hand through her hair. “Thank you,” he whispered, pulling her over him again.
Chapter Twenty-six
Harmony shivered as she felt Jake’s hand fist in her hair. Shifting her hold on the headboard, she thanked God that the bed was built to be sturdy because her man was a force to be reckoned with when he was aroused. The last several hours had illuminated that fact with a clarity she’d have to be blind to miss.
Forty-two years old or not, they were on round four and he showed no sign of running out of stamina. Not that she was complaining.