“If you keep looking at me like that, you may get locked in this room for a week.” His lips devoured mine in a possessive assault and I was breathless when he broke the kiss. He guided me back down on the bed, hovering over me as my body took his weight. At that moment, I couldn’t think of anything in the world except how bad I wanted him inside of me.

He grasped both of my hands and held them firmly above my head with one of his large hands. His other hand gently caressed my face. I was at his mercy and loved every minute of it. He watched me intently as he positioned himself and then slowly he tilted his hips and entered me half way. He growled. “You’re so tight, you okay?”

I shook my head, unable to form words. He rocked his hips back and forth a few times to open my tunnel, always keeping his eyes locked to mine. When I relaxed and a low moan rose from my throat, I watched as his face changed and he began to lose his control. I pulled one of my hands free from his grip and dug my nails into his back as I pulled him closer to me, wanting him to give me more. He couldn’t hold back anymore either. His lips pummeled mine and his tongue invaded my mouth as he slammed his full length into me. He was buried deep inside of me and I was teetering on a fine line between pleasure and pain.

He rocked into me over and over, his heavy balls slapping into my ass. When my body sufficiently loosened to accommodate his wide girth, I tilted my hips up to give him more access. Two more thrusts and I rode over the edge again in a blissful orgasm. I moaned through the ferocious waves of pleasure and it was his undoing. He growled as he pumped into me a few last times, before emptying himself into me.

He took a harsh breath and released my hand from above my head in its death grip. “Fuck Syd, I have no self control around you. Sex was always only a release of energy for me and when it was over and I was done, I was done. Every time I touch you, it only makes me want you more.” His gaze was serious.

Yet again I should probably have been insulted at his words. I may not have had many partners, but I knew enough to know that pillow talk about your sex life with other people was a big fat no-no. But for some reason, his words warmed me. “And I just had my first orgasm without intercourse, so I guess we both might be addicted now.” I smiled and blushed at my own words.

Jack raised both his eyebrows in surprise and smiled down at me shaking his head in amusement.

***

We stayed in bed the rest of the night, holding each other, our legs still tangled when we work the next morning. I raised my eyes to look at him and was surprised to find him awake and watching me.

“Good morning sleepy head.” He gently stroked my hair as he spoke.

“Good morning. How long have you been awake?”

“A few hours.”

I rose and looked at him in disbelief. “A few hours, what time did you get up?”

“6.”

“Do you always get up that early?” Looking down at him, my face told him that I found it insane that anyone would get up that early when they didn’t have to.

“Question number 7.” He smiled.

“Yes. I’m up and out for a run by 5am usually. You should be grateful that I didn’t wake you and demand you go with me for a quick 10 miles.”

“I’m not sure what is more disturb-ing to me in that answer, the fact that you think a 10 mile run is quick or that you think you could demand I go with you.”

He grinned and looked at me like I had just offered him a challenge. “There are a lot of things that I plan to demand from you babe. And you’re going to do them all for me.”

“Is that so?” I did my best to sound insulted, but the truth was that I was turned on at the thought of him demanding anything from me inside the bedroom.

He flipped me onto my back and kissed me passionately. His tongue stroked the inside of my mouth and I bit his bottom lip fiercely. Within a minute, we were both panting and I tried to wrap my legs around his waist to tempt him into giving me more, but he flipped us over and suddenly I was on top.

The way he looked at me made me feel sexy and uninhibited as I sat up, straddling him on both sides of his muscled thighs. I lifted up to allow his thick c**k the space it needed to enter me and then I hovered over him, his wide head sitting at my entrance. He grabbed my waist and held me in place, looking in my eyes. “Slow.” He commanded.

I held his eyes the entire time I slowly lowered myself down the entire length of his large shaft. I circled my hips, taking him all in and allowed my eyes to close and head to drop back as he filled me completely.

“Fuck Syd.” He said through clenched teeth. “I’m going to cum, I can’t watch you and hold back when you look like that.”

His words excited me. I became so wet that I easily slid up and down his c**k as I began to ride him. My pace quickened as I felt my own orgasm build, and he gripped my waist to take control of my movements.

He needed me to go slow to maintain control, and I need to go faster to lose mine. I ground down on him as hard as I could, desperate to get the friction I needed.

“Slow.” He growled again in an au-thoritative voice that was desperate to regain the control. One hand released my hip and found my clit, giving me what I needed as he pushed me over the edge. I slowed and let it take over me as it pulsed through my body.

“Look at me.” Jack held my eyes locked to his and watched as the orgasm ripped through me. I would normally close my eyes, but the way he looked at me with such possessive need, made me cum harder than I ever had in my life.

“Fuck.” He roared as he thrust his hips up, his arms back at my waist controlling my thrusts in time to meet his with each hard pound down. I wanted to watch his orgasm rip through him, almost as much as I needed mine to take over me. His already tight body went rock hard as he pumped twice more and came inside of me with a growl.

I collapsed on top of him and he stroked my damp hair as we both struggled to regain our breath. “You do things to me Syd.” He said quietly.

I smiled, such an easy one. “I like to do things to you.”

We both laughed and eventually he dragged me out of bed and into the shower.

***

“I better call Sienna, so that she doesn’t worry.” I was dressed in only a towel after our shower.

“She isn’t worried; she is expecting us in half an hour.” He handed me a Heston Hotels t-shirt and shorts. I looked at him confused, but he didn’t seem to notice. “The hotel shops aren’t open yet and it was all I could get the concierge to find this morning.”