Before I could get another word out, Jake slid two fingers inside me.

The stretch was sudden and deep. A long, broken moan tore out of my throat as my head dropped back, exposing more of my neck to his mouth. My walls clenched around his fingers on instinct.

“Fuuuck...”

He kept his other hand on my breast, squeezing and rolling the heavy flesh while his face stayed buried against my neck. His lips moved over the sensitive skin there, kissing, sucking, occasionally scraping with his teeth just enough to make me shiver.

Then he started pumping.

Slow at first—long, deliberate strokes that dragged against my walls. Every time he...