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  One of Jack’s hands rose to her breasts, a finger insinuating itself under the flimsy terrycloth. With a small, sharp tug, Jack pulled the towel off her, and Julia let go of the fabric, letting it fall to the carpet. Julia dropped her dress next to the pile of terrycloth.

  She wouldn’t have thought her nipples could get any harder, but they were so firm they ached. Moisture trickled down her thighs, her pussy wet and willing, and her hands trembled.

  Jack’s gaze crawled over her skin, sliding molasses-slow from her face to the toes of her boots, pausing for what felt like an eternity on her breasts and pussy. His chest rose and fell in rapid rhythm, his hands clenching and unclenching into fists at his sides.

  Satisfaction rolled through Julia in a tangible wave of heat and she slid one foot several inches to the side, widening her stance. Slowly, she raised her arms, crossing them atop her head. She thrust her breasts out prominently, the feel of air moving against her overheated pussy incredibly naughty. She was displaying herself unabashedly, offering herself up to be consumed by Jack. The feeling was so fucking dirty and hot that an exultant bubble of giddiness rose in her chest.

  “So, Jack,” she murmured, slowly shifting her weight to her other hip, the barest hint of a shimmy, “what do you want to do first?”

  A low growl rumbled out of Jack before he took a step closer to her. He began to deliberately circle around Julia, as if inspecting her for purchase. She found herself holding her breath in anticipation, goose bumps appearing on her skin.

  Completing his circuit, Jack stopped directly in front of her. His hands landed on her waist just below her rib cage, his long fingers stroking her skin, and he leaned in to kiss her.

  Julia sighed as his lips met hers, the warm, soft pressure delicious. He spent long minutes simply brushing his mouth over hers, slow and lingering. Julia lowered her hands, placing them on his sides, above the waistband of his jeans. His skin felt as though it might singe her, it was so warm. She mimicked his movements, sliding her own palms up and down in a smooth caress.

  When Jack’s tongue licked against the seam of her mouth, Julia shivered. She parted her lips, meeting his tongue with her own. Their mouths made love to each other, tongues thrusting and receding, stroking and touching. Jack’s palms appeared on her breasts, each of his hands cupping one of her globes, and Julia groaned into his mouth.

  “Oh, yeah?” Jack muttered between kisses. “You like that, do you?”

  “Yeah, baby,” Julia replied, her words mere breaths of air. She slid her hands to Jack’s belly and opened the button of his jeans again. The zipper stuttered down with a rasping noise that was loud in the soundproofed room.

  Jack growled as Julia’s hands dipped into his fly, freeing his cock from its constraints, and he palmed her breasts more firmly, squeezing, pressing his fingertips into her flesh.

  “You asked what I wanted to do first?” he muttered between gasps of breath.

  “Yeah, I did,” she whispered.

  Jack inclined his head toward the stripper pole. “I want to watch you dance.”

  Julia stilled, staring into Jack’s eyes. “You want me to…what?”

  “Dance. Work it. Move that hot, sexy body of yours.”

  Another shiver rippled through her from head to toe. He wanted to watch her? Damn…how naughty was that?

  Slowly, she stepped away from him and backed toward the pole. “I don’t have any music.”

  Jack dug into his jeans pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He fidgeted with it for a moment before a sexy techno song began to play. He placed the phone on top of the desk with a small shrug. “It’s not the best sound, but will that do?”

  Julia took hold of the brass pole with one hand and turned herself in a circle. Hooking one knee around the pole she arched backward, watching him from her upside-down position, her nipples tightening as her breasts thrust upward. She smiled slowly, running her free hand up her torso and over one breast, reaching her arm out over her head before pulling the limb back to join the other, now both hands grasping the cylinder.

  “That’s perfect.”

  Slowly matching the tempo of the song, Julia began to move. She slithered around the pole, arching, bending, all while maintaining almost continual eye contact. Jack’s gaze held hers, and she watched as he pulled a leather armchair closer, creating his own perverts’ row seat. He leaned back on his seat, half in shadow, his gaze on her like a source of heat. He hadn’t bothered to tuck his cock back into his jeans, and it lay rock-hard and erect against his abdomen.

  She continued to contort her frame around the pole, sliding up and down along its length, giving Jack the most x-rated visual display she could possibly imagine. She touched her breasts, plucking at her own nipples, teasing the sensitive buds into rock-hard peaks. The brass squeaked beneath her fingertips as she spun around the pole, shaking her ass. Julia bent over, watching Jack upside-down between her own knees. She slid a free hand between her thighs and fingered her pussy, dipping her middle finger deep inside her slick channel. Goosebumps that had nothing to do with the room’s temperature appeared on her arms. She was slippery with her own essence and slid her finger over her folds to show Jack. He let out a hoarse groan and showed his appreciation by grasping his cock with one hand, stroking himself slowly, lazily. Deliberately, Julia straightened, rubbing her coated finger over her belly, her breasts, watching as Jack’s jaw tightened and his chest rose and fell more rapidly. His hand moved faster up and down his length. Julia licked the tip of her finger and moaned.

  “How do you taste, baby?” Jack’s voice was a growl.

  “Delicious,” Julia replied with a sassy smile.

  “I want to eat you. Put my tongue inside of you.”

  Julia shivered at the thought, her smile widening. “You’ll get your chance.”

  “It better be soon.”

  “We’ll see.”

  Jack made a rumbling sound deep in his throat. “Witch. You just like torturing me.”

  “It is rather fun.” Julia pressed her back against the pole and cupped her breasts in her hands. Her pussy tingled, aching to be touched again. She fought the urge to slide her hand back down to touch her clit. “Too bad I didn’t have anything to wear so I could actually strip for you,” she murmured, again turning herself briefly upside-down.

  Jack’s voice was a dark, thready growl. “I like things just the way they are.”

  Julia laughed softly. “I’ll bet you do.”

  The song playing on Jack’s cell phone ended, and silence reigned for several seconds. Another tune began, this one slower, sexier.

  “C’mere, Puss,” Jack said softly.

  Julia released the pole and moved toward Jack with languid, meticulous steps. She watched the movement of his hand and licked her lips in anticipation. Slowly kneeling between his legs, she took over for him, grasping his cock with both hands. Sliding her fingers up and down along his length, she marveled at the feel of him. He was steel covered with silk, and the muscles in his abdomen tightened under her knuckles as she repeated the action again and again.

  His hands freed from their task, Jack reached down and grasped both breasts, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs.

  Julia whimpered, leaning forward to take Jack’s cock into her mouth. He let out a groan as she closed her lips around his bulbous head and flicked the tip of her tongue over the tip of him. She sucked up the salty pearl of pre-come and swallowed, savoring the taste of him.

  Opening her jaw wider, she took Jack deep, filling her throat with him as far as she could. A strangled breath escaped from his lungs, and one of his hands moved from her breast to her head, his fingers tangling in her hair.

  “Oh, yeah, babe.” The words came out haltingly. “God, that’s so good.” He pushed gently on her head, wordlessly encouraging her to take him deep.

  Julia groaned in response, upping the tempo of her mouth’s movements, stroking him harder with both of her hands. Jacks hips shifted slightly beneath her, as thou
gh he could no longer keep still with the anticipation of it all, and the hand on her breast tweaked her nipple, sending a spasm of pleasure coursing through her clit.

  Suddenly, Jack grasped both her upper arms, pulling her up and off him. His eyes glowed again in the darkness, that same luminescence Julia had seen the first night she’d laid eyes on him. That glow was arousal. Palpable and alive. She shivered at the sight of it.

  “Get up on top of me, Puss. I want you to go for a ride.” Jack’s voice was gravel, hard and rough-edged.

  Julia reached down to her inner thigh, taking hold of the zipper pull of her boot. Jack’s hand stilled her.

  “No. Leave the boots on.”

  A thrill rippled up and down Julia’s spine. God, this is hot.

  Climbing on top of Jack’s lap, she hooked her knees over the armrests and lowered herself ever so slowly onto Jack’s waiting cock.

  Julia moaned unintelligibly. Words were impossible to form, her brain melting into a puddle of goo inside of her skull. He was so long and thick, filling her perfectly to the hilt, stretching her deliciously tight.

  For a long moment they simply sat there, with him soul-deep inside of her, their eyes locked together in a wordless gaze. Jack’s eyes were deep, deep, fathomless pools of green, and Julia found herself falling, tumbling toward something she hadn’t seen, hadn’t anticipated. An unspoken offer, a request, a promise. Honesty and integrity and kindness. Respect. Desire…and something even more than that.

  Suddenly terrified, Julia broke her gaze, focusing instead on Jack’s sublime chest. She didn’t want this, didn’t want what he was proposing.

  She didn’t, right?

  Thankfully Jack chose that moment to grasp her hips, the skin on his palms hot against her sides. Deliberately, carefully, he lifted her a few inches, his cock nearly sliding out of her. Julia grabbed on to the chair’s armrests, helping to propel herself up and down.

  The feel of Jack’s generous cock inside of her was staggering, and Julia gripped the chair more firmly to avoid collapse. Tiny mewls of pleasure escaped her with each slide, each thrust, the friction of skin against skin delicious.

  Jack hissed out a breath as well, bucking his hips upward slightly to meet her descent, slipping ever deeper with each plunge of his cock.

  Letting go of her hips, Jack wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against him. His mouth sought hers and he kissed her ferociously, nibbling and sucking on her lips as though he wished to devour her.

  “Julia…Julia…Julia,” he muttered roughly between kisses.

  Releasing her hold on the chair, Julia sank fully down onto Jack’s cock, filled to the hilt with his rock-hard length, and threw her arms around him. She met each kiss with an intensity of her own, teasing his tongue with hers, burying her fingers in his hair. Jack’s cock pulsed within her, the tiniest subtle motion, and she squeezed her pussy around him, holding him tight, savoring the sensation of being stretched by his girth.

  “Hold on,” Jack said with a growl, and with one small grunt propelled himself up out of the chair, keeping her impaled on him. One hand slid under her ass, propping her up, and Julia quickly hooked her legs around Jack’s waist.

  She let out a squeal. “What are you doing?”

  “Change of scenery,” he replied shortly. Jack moved a few feet to the large mahogany desk and shoved the handful of items on its surface aside. He deposited Julia on the edge of the desktop, his lips again taking her mouth captive. She slid her arms up to wrap them around Jack’s neck and gasped when he began to slowly thrust again.

  “Thought it would be the perfect height,” Jack murmured, slipping his hands back down to her ass.

  Julia groaned. “Oh, God, yeah, Jack. Harder!”

  Jack snarled and slammed into her a few times before reaching up to remove her arms from around his neck. Gently, he urged her to lean back onto the desktop.

  “Lie down,” he said, his voice low, rough.

  Julia lay back on the wood, letting out a short yelp as her bare skin touched the cool surface. Jack’s hands raised her ass slightly off the desk and she shuffled toward him until her buttocks sat at the very edge.

  “Oh, yeah, Jack,” Julia murmured, “I like this.”

  Green fire flashed in Jack’s eyes. “Good.” He grasped both of her knees, raising her legs so her calves rested on his shoulders. He thrust again, and the new angle pulled a gasp of pleasure from Julia’s lips.

  She watched Jack as he slid his palms along the slick vinyl of her boots, all the way up to the juncture of her thighs and back, his gaze never leaving hers. This time, it was he who froze for an indeterminable moment, and Julia felt the bond wrapping around them, locking them together at that very time and in that very space.

  Jack blinked, dropping his hands onto her breasts, the heat of his palms searing her skin, focusing his attention on squeezing and groping her body as he continued to thrust his cock deep inside of her.

  Julia placed her palms on top of Jack’s hands, urging him to fondle and tease her highly sensitized nipples more roughly. With each pluck, each tug, each roll, incandescent heat scorched her pussy. She squirmed beneath him just slightly, nearly unable to stand the exquisite torture of his ministrations.

  One of Jack’s hands left her chest, sliding down her belly, his fingers brushing over her small thatch. The calloused tip of his thumb just barely brushed against her clit and Julia whimpered. His thumb slid back again, this time pressing more firmly, and Julia’s legs shook in response. Letting her legs slide off Jack’s shoulders, she hooked her knees around his waist, locking her heels together at the small of his back.

  Jack groaned, thrusting more rapidly into her. “Oh, baby, you’re amazing. So incredibly hot.”

  Julia squealed and bit her lip as Jack slid ever deeper inside. The friction was exquisitely delicious, and Jack’s fingers playing with her clit made her entire pussy tingle and throb as though it were aflame.

  She met Jack’s gaze head-on. “Harder, Jack. Make me come, baby,” she said, gasping. She squeezed her thighs against his hips, the coarse hair on his legs rough against her sensitive flesh.

  Jack doubled his efforts, responding to her challenge with an almost feral grin curving his lips. His thumb continued to swirl around her clit, and suddenly Julia felt the tingle deep in her pussy that signaled her orgasm. The buildup was exponential; the sensation grew by leaps and bounds, every nerve ending in her body sizzling with anticipation.

  She opened her mouth to scream, and Jack suddenly withdrew, leaving her empty and bereft.

  Julia blinked dazedly at him, barely able to form words. “Jack…? What the hell…?”

  His gaze narrowed dangerously and he sank to his knees between her legs.

  “You wanna come?” he growled. “Then come.”

  Jack clamped his mouth squarely on her pussy and sucked hard, tonguing her clit at the same time.

  Julia arched off the desktop, the sensation like a lightning bolt piercing her body. Her orgasm exploded within her, sending tremors through her limbs and from the top of her head to the tips of her toenails.

  She screamed and the world around her faded to gray fuzziness.

  A moment later the universe began to reform around Julia, her surroundings slowly coming back into focus. Jack’s mouth was still on her pussy, his tongue gently stroking her aching flesh. She shivered.

  “Oh, God…Jack. That was incredible.” She lifted arms that felt like gelatin and stroked his hair with her hands.

  Jack lifted his head slightly and gave her a slow, sexy smile. “Julia, you are incredible.” He placed soft kisses on both inner thighs and rose to standing. Energy thrummed off him in waves, and Julia could see his cock, still rock hard, erect and glistening with moisture.

  With a bit of effort, she pushed herself up off the desk and moved in close to kiss him. Jack’s mouth scraped against her skin, his kisses hungry, the taste of her on his lips, and a faint tingle twinged in her pussy. God, he made her wa
nt to go again. And he hadn’t even come yet!

  “We have a small problem,” she murmured against his tongue.

  “Whazzat?”

  She reached down between them and grasped his cock in both hands, eliciting a sharp gasp from him.

  “You didn’t come yet.”

  Jack groaned. “Didn’t matter. Was too fun watching you come again. Didn’t I tell you I was going to make you scream?”

  Julia sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and gently bit it.

  “Mmm. You did do that.” She stroked his length, slick between her fingers. “But it’s your turn now.”

  “Well, if you insist…” Stepping back slightly, Jack made quick work of his boots, kicking them away, and stepped out of his jeans and boxers. “That’s better,” he murmured. Moving in closer, he grasped her shoulders and turned her away from him so she faced the desk, pressing his length up against her back. He slid his arms around her, grasping her breasts in his hands.

  Julia whimpered, her nipples tingling and throbbing, Jack’s ministrations sending a needle of pleasure straight to her clit.

  “Oh. Ready to go again, are we?” Jack’s voice was low in her ear. He leaned forward, slowly bending her over the smooth surface. Julia rested her forearms on the mahogany and closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of Jack’s cock sliding up and down between her ass cheeks. She let out a soft groan that turned into a yelp when Jack’s cock slid swiftly into her pussy, her tender flesh trembling with the sensation.

  Jack straightened, pushing himself deep inside of her, and carefully gathered her hair in his hands, smoothing it along her back. Julia closed her eyes, surrendering to passion.

  With precision, Jack began to thrust incredibly slowly, easing himself in and out of her, and Julia wiggled her hips.

  “Harder,” she groaned, lowering her forehead to the cool wood surface.

  Jack gathered the long strands of her hair, tangling his long fingers in the locks, and she sucked in a breath.

  A low grunt escaped Jack’s lips and he began to pump his cock in and out of her. Julia’s breasts swung with the motion and her nipples rubbed lusciously against the desk.