Little Jack

by Atlas, Lilly

  “Jack,” Holly said, but it sounded more like a plea. A long shudder ran through her. She was close.

  His hand never left her sex, stroking inside with confident swipes of his fingers. Holly rocked her pelvis like she was eager for more. After searching for his pants with his left hand, he dug around in his pocket until he found the foil packet he’d been carrying since the day after he fucking met her. No way in hell was he going to miss an opportunity to fuck her because he’d forgotten the rubber. Sitting on his ass with his knees bent, he tore the packet open and sheathed his cock. Then he reclined back on his elbows. From somewhere under the blanket, a rock gouged into his back. Not that he minded. If anyone was going to have Mother Nature digging into them, it’d be him. He’d die before risking her silky smooth skin to the harsh forest floor.

  Besides, if all went according to plan, he’d be feeling nothing but euphoria in a matter of minutes. “C’mere, sugar,” he ordered as he watched Holly watching him. Her lower lip rested between her teeth, and she looked so adorably uncertain he wanted to promise her the fucking world.

  “LJ,” she started but stopped at his raised eyebrow. “Jack, I can’t…the light.” Her hands lifted in a gesture of helplessness before she crossed her arms over her chest.

  Jesus. Insecurity? Really? Holly was hands down the sexiest fucking woman he’d ever laid eyes on and she was insecure about riding him? Looked like he had some work to do. “Give me your hand,” he said in a near bark.

  Holly jumped and extended her right hand on impulse. With a grin, he curled it around his wrapped cock. “Feel how hard that fucker is?”

  She tilted her head, a half-smile on her lips. “I feel it. Just like I felt it in my mouth.”

  LJ groaned and closed his fist around hers, applying just the right amount of pressure to his needy cock. He loved that about her. The combination of shyness and sass. It kept him guessing. With a wink, he cupped one of her breasts and thumbed her nipple. Holly’s eyes fell closed as she whimpered.

  “Every inch of me is hard for one reason and one reason only, sugar. Because I want inside your body. I don’t know why you’re feeling shy or timid right now, but I will tell you with one hundred percent honesty that I think you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid my goddammed eyes on. So please, put me out of my misery and let me see you as you climb up on my cock.”

  His words seemed to do the trick. A small smile curled Holly’s lips, and she leaned forward, bracing her hands on his chest. Then she swung one leg over his stomach until she fully straddled him, her ass and that slippery pussy flush against his abs. In a move that shocked him and had him shouting her name, she rubbed that drenched pussy up and down the ridges of his stomach.

  With her fingers curling into his pecs, Holly’s full tits hung heavy toward his face, the pebbled nipples calling to him. “This better?”

  “Fuck yes.” He did a half sit up and captured one stiff bud between his lips, giving it a hard suck. Holly cried out in pleasure. “Have I mentioned how much I love your tits?” he said, his lips brushing her wet nipple.

  She giggled. “Once or twice.”

  “Good.”

  “Can I take that ride now, Jack?”

  “Fuck, yeah, baby.” Christ, his name sounded good on her lips.

  Sweet Holly had been taken over by a sexy siren. Radiating new-found confidence that hopefully came from the knowledge she was desperately wanted, Holly shimmied down his body. She rubbed her drenched pussy over his cock and the heat nearly blistered him.

  Little tease.

  If tomorrow her father decided to kill him, it will have all been worth it for this moment right here. Wrapping her small hand around his cock, Holly positioned him at her entrance where she hovered over him. As she began to sink down, she caught her lower lip between her teeth. LJ made a mental note to bite that same lip later on.

  With a high-pitched squeak, her eyes widened as the tip of his shaft disappeared inside her. With the way her pussy grasped him, he had to be stretching her to the max.

  “Fuck me, you’re tight.” His back arched as fiery pleasure shot up his spine. The movement pushed his dick deeper into Holly, who gasped.

  “Jack, oh, my God, Jack, you’re huge.”

  “You got it, baby. Keep working yourself on that big cock. You can take it all. That pussy was made to swallow my whole cock.” LJ clenched his fists at his sides, curling his blunt nails into his palms.

  As he spoke, her pussy softened around his length, and Holly inched even farther onto him. Look at that, his sweet little baker liked herself some dirty talk. He grinned. “You like that, huh? Like it when I tell you how good you’re taking my cock?”

  “Y-yes, I like it.”

  Shit, he wished he had a camera to capture this moment forever. Holly naked and flushed above him with his cock more than halfway in her. Her hair, wild as it slipped out of the ponytail, and those blue eyes like a stormy fucking sea. An image he would get off to for years to come.

  The moment he bottomed out inside her, Holly froze with her mouth open in wonderment.

  “Damn, baby, I’m all in. You good?” His heart pounded like a stampede of elephants and sweat ran down the sides of his face. Keeping himself in check was a workout and a half.

  “So good, Jack. So full. I’ve never been this full.”

  “Damn right, I fill you best.” He gripped the soft flesh of her hips, rocking her on his cock. “Ride, baby.”

  LJ couldn’t help the feeling of being on top of the fucking world. More than just physically, the knowledge he’d been the one to put that goddammed awed look on her face with his cock had him wanting to pound his chest and holler out the victory. Instead, he let his gaze connect with hers as he absorbed the sensation of the tightest pussy he’d ever been inside.

  But what snared him more than her pussy working him toward orgasm was the hit of emotion that slammed into him the moment their eyes met. It was the kind of connection men had been writing about for years. That can’t-live-without-you gut-punch that had people throwing caution to the wind and diving headfirst into a woman that could turn their world upside down.

  LJ had never been happier to view the world from the bottom up.

  HOLLY COULD BARELY breathe as she stretched to accommodate LJ—Jack’s—girth. She hadn’t been putting him on or working to fluff his ego when she’d said he was huge. The man was extremely well hung, to the point that he stretched her right to that delicious limit of pleasure and pain where her body wanted to sing with bliss.

  She’d been nervous, worried about the extra pounds she could never seem to lose bouncing and jiggling as she rode him. Curse of being a baker and sampling pastries all day. But, with a few well-placed words and a smoldering look, he’d settled her mind and ramped her desire so high she no longer cared what imperfections he’d discover.

  There was something more here. Something greater than the incredible sensations starting in her core and shooting out through all the cells in her body, and it was the intense magnetic pull that kept her eyes fixated on his. She wanted to look away from the intense intimacy that would only complicate things to an unbearable degree, but that was impossible. Neither her mind nor her body would allow her to break the connection.

  Instead of taking the smart route and treating him like a hookup, Holly threaded her fingers through his and raised his arms over his head. The position didn’t make him nearly as vulnerable as it looked since her strength was no match for his, but it showed a level of trust and submission she’d have never expected from him.

  It also gave him unfettered access to her breasts, which he took full advantage of. With a low moan, Holly drew her hips up then sank down on him once again.

  His back arched and her breast slipped from between his lips. “Christ, I’ve never felt something so fucking good.”

  Still holding his hands against the woodsy ground, she began to rock on him, tentatively at first until she got her rhythm, but the moment her clit ground against
his pelvis, all bets were off. All shyness and insecurity flew out the window as she went to town, riding him like a jockey gunning for first place, except she was racing toward an orgasm that promised to curl her hair.

  Her heavy tits, which she’d despised for years for the annoyance of their size, swayed with wild bounces as she ramped up her efforts. LJ seemed transfixed by them, and before long, he freed his hands from her grasp and grabbed one breast, kneading the soft flesh. As his palm rotated over her nipple, a sharp jolt of pleasure shot straight to her clit. As though by reflex, she ground her clit against his pelvis and cried out at the intensity of ecstasy.

  “That’s it, baby, take what you need. Be greedy as fuck. Wanna feel you come all over me. Goddamn, you’re so fucking beautiful.”

  The breath caught in Holly’s lungs as he stared at her. What she saw in his expression had her fighting the fleeting urge to cover herself. Not her body; he’d made his appreciation for her form quite obvious, but her heart. Because at that moment, she swore he could see straight to her soul and she’d never felt more vulnerable. Never felt more connected to another person in a way that was vital to her survival. Except for Joy, and this connection, while so different, felt just as significant.

  The hand on Holly’s hip tightened, his strong fingers curling into the flesh in a way that might leave marks. Never one to be into that kind of rough possession before, Holly couldn’t help the surge of delight she felt at the idea of seeing evidence of his desire in the mirror tomorrow morning.

  LJ lifted his hips and pulled her forward at the same time, slamming deep into her with more force than she’d been able to achieve on her own.

  Holly moaned and arched her back. “Jack,” she cried. Her head whipped side to side as she careened toward a looming eruption that was bound to be bigger than anything she’d experienced. She’d completely lost control of her body. A flash of fear shot through her as the magnitude of what barreled toward her set in. “It’s gonna, oh, God, it’s gonna be so big, Jack.”

  “Fuck, baby, for me too.” His voice sounded strained, as though he was speaking through a hand wrapped around his throat. “You’re fucking strangling my cock. Let it take you, sugar,” he rasped.

  Holly shook her head. “It’s too much. Too big.”

  “It’s fucking perfect, baby. Let it take you. I’ll meet you on the other side.” All of a sudden, she felt his talented fingers strumming her clit and fighting it became impossible.

  The assurance of him sticking around to catch her set her free and she moaned long and loud. Then, a violent tremor started in her fatigued thighs and ricocheted through her body. Her head fell back on her shoulders so hard; she was forced to brace her hands on his legs or collapse backward. Her nails pricked his skin seeming to ramp him up, if the shout of, “Fuck yes,” was any indication.

  The rising swell finally pulled her under making Holly scream into the quiet night. She quivered, grinding her pussy on him in an almost desperate attempt to draw out the orgasm. Her internal muscles clamped down, enhancing the incredible fullness beyond what she’d thought possible.

  LJ shouted and let out a harsh curse as his body jerked on the blanket. His eyes flew wide as his neck arched, corded and bulging as he gritted his teeth. After another gravelly shout, he surged up, burying his face between her breasts as his arms banded around her back in a vice grip.

  They stayed that way as the last of the tension seeped from Holly’s bones, and her cries turned to whimpers. She had to admit she was glad his face was blocked from her view. The strength of the release left her feeling wide-open emotionally. Too exposed, too vulnerable, and too exhausted to protect her heart.

  The sheriff’s daughter falling for the outlaw…

  God, she was so screwed.

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  LJ HAD JUST come so hard, he felt as though his brain had exploded straight out through the top of his skull. Something about this experience had been different than any sexual encounter before it, and LJ was terrified he knew the reason why.

  Because he felt connected to Holly on a level that went far deeper than naked bodies and shouts of completion. She’d wormed her way under his skin and dangerously close to that beating organ on the left side of his chest. The one he’d easily turned off in the past but seemed to be at the mercy of this time around. Holly’s love for her sister, her devotion to her parents despite the way they unintentionally shadowed her light. Even the guilt she lived with drew him because he understood it far better than he’d probably ever admit to her.

  And that made him quite the fucking coward. Holly had exposed her bleeding soul for him, and he wasn’t willing or able to return the gesture. Nor was he able to take her home after she’d blown his mind and hold her through the night.

  He should have tossed her on the back of his bike and taken her home the moment she shouted for him to stop earlier. Instead, he selfishly took from this sweet and generous woman without being able to give back in equal measure.

  With his face still pressed between her tits and his arms holding her in an unbreakable bind, LJ inhaled Holly’s sweet vanilla scent. Every few seconds an aftershock shook her body and made a soft whimper escape her lips. As though she was a delectable dessert, LJ licked the side of her tit. Fuck, even her sweat tasted sugary. He did it again and again until he was kissing back and forth between the sides of her tits with wet, open-mouthed, unsophisticated kisses. He couldn’t get enough of the uniquely Holly flavor and given the opportunity, he just might consume her.

  She stroked her soft hands over the smooth expanse of his scalp, eventually pulling his head back. With dazed eyes and a satisfied, almost goofy grin, she kissed him. Christ, he could live off her intoxicating mouth.

  When Holly finally pulled her mouth free of his, the slightly shy smile she gave him had him chuckling.

  She shrugged as though realizing acting bashful now was futile. “Well,” she said as she tilted her head. “I think it’s safe to say you rocked my world.”

  “Right back at you, sugar,” he said as he rubbed his hands up and down her damp back. “Are you cold?”

  “No,” she said as she shook her head. “I’m not sure I could ever feel cold again.”

  Jesus, she slayed him. Keeping his arms around her, LJ leaned back and brought them both to lie on the blanket. Midway, he slipped out of her, making Holly gasp then frown in a near pout.

  “Don’t like it any more than you do, gorgeous,” he said before nipping at that protruded lip. “I’d be the happiest man alive if I could just live in your pussy.”

  Now sprawled out across his chest, Holly wrinkled her nose. “That’s kinda gross and kinda the nicest thing any man has ever said to me all at once.”

  With a laugh, he pressed her head to his chest. They stayed that way, snuggled up and enjoying the quiet night air until Holly began to giggle. The sound quickly morphed into full-on belly laugh that had her entire body shaking against his. If she wasn’t careful, all that wriggling would have him hard and ready to fuck again in minutes.

  “You care to share with the rest of the class?” he asked as he reached down and pinched her exposed ass.

  Holly yelped, slapping his chest. “I just had sex outside in the woods.” She propped a forearm on his chest and lifted her head. “Not just sex, but the best sex ever. Outside.”

  With a roll of his eyes, he flicked a finger over her nose. “Yeah, sugar, I’m pretty aware of that. You know, since I’m the dude you had sex with.”

  That had her racked with giggles all over again. “You don’t get it. I’m like a total light-off, keep-my-shirt-on, kinda girl.”

  He snorted as he said, “Shut the fuck up.”

  She tweaked his nipple, and the sharp sensation made him grunt. “I’m serious. If someone had told me yesterday that I’d be having sex outside all exposed to the world, I’d have had them committed. You must have done some kinda voodoo on me, mister.” As she spoke, she played with his nipple.

  “You�
��re the one who needs to be committed. I swear to fuck your body was created from my fucking fantasies, sugar. I’m making a rule, right here and now. We are a lights-on, all-articles-of-clothing-off kinda couple. Got it?”

  A beaming smile lit her face, whether it was the compliments or the fact that he’d thrown the word couple out there, LJ was afraid to ask.

  “You know what? I’m gonna say okay to that.”

  He winked. “Wouldn’t a taken any other answer.”

  Feeling happier than he had in years, LJ pressed her back down to his chest. Once again they fell quiet until the post-fuck fatigue kicked in and LJ’s eyelids began to droop.

  Time to go.

  He’d already let this go too far, and if they stayed this way much longer, he’d be drifting off and who the fuck knew what would happen after that.

  “You ready to head out, sugar?” He patted her ass.

  “What? Huh?” she asked in a slurred voice that indicated she’d been passed out.

  “I know what you said earlier, but you gotta be getting cold by now. Plus, I should be getting you home.”

  “Oh.” She shimmied off his body until she sat at his side, rubbing her sleep heavy eyes. “Yeah.” She shivered then huffed out a laugh. “Okay, yeah it’s getting pretty chilly now.”

  LJ peeled off the condom, knotted it, then shoved it in his back pocket. Not much else to do with it out there. Then he stood, gathered his clothes and a little something extra to keep as a souvenir.

  Hunting around on her knees, Holly found her clothes as well. After her bra and T-shirt were back in place, she stood with her workout pants in hand and a frown on her face as she still scanned the ground. “Okay,” she finally said. “There’s a chance I can’t find my panties.”

  LJ laughed, which had her head lifting. “What’s so funny?” she asked, hands on her hips. Then she said, “Oh screw it,” and stepped into her sweatpants sans panties.

  Standing about five feet from her, LJ couldn’t keep the smirk off his face.