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of nerves was twitching so quickly, the sensation so rapid and direct. In that moment, it made total sense why women used these damn things.

"Oh, God," I moaned, unable to contain myself. This was so raw. The directness of it stripped away my insecurities since my mind was excessively distracted by stimuli.

"Fuck, Effie," I heard Jack moan. "You are so fucking hot."

I was feeling and imagining so much, my body contorting as pleasure swept through me. I was battling to keep my legs spread as my back arched and flexed. Lush gasps escaped freely from my lips, the most vocal I had ever been whilst doing something like this. Suddenly, I wasn't afraid to hold anything back, wasn't afraid to give everything to Jack.

I slid a finger into my tightness, probing and pressing to complement what was already going on. My hips rocked back and forth as I imagined Jack's thrusts, the most sensible thing I could imagine given what was going on. Even though he wasn't physically involved at this point, I was still totally content.

I was so close to coming, so quickly manipulated by this newfound device. Jack was groaning loudly as well; I opened my eyes to see his hand rapidly sliding up and down on his shaft, watching me like a hawk.

Our eyes met and he saw as deeply into me as I saw into him. Unsatisfied with his position, he climbed back onto the couch and wrapped his arm around me, still maintaining a steady stroking motion. His support intact, my body went limp against his warm skin.

He was watching me while he did that, watching my pleasure and translating it into his own. "Jack, I'm gonna come," I gasped.

"Watch me as you do it."

Lying hard against the couch, I turned my head and stared into his eyes, our faces only a foot or so apart. He was pumping frenetically down below, the carnal image something I only caught in my peripheral vision.

"Oh, Jack!" I cried out, pleasure spilling through me like a dam breaking. I shivered and twitched against him, my heart almost popping right out of my chest. I kept watching his eyes, and it was torment, sweet, sweet torment. They were possessed with something not unlike predatory resolve.

He started groaning too, a primal, uninhibited sound that I wasn't entirely familiar with. This was different, even though it was indeed purely sexual. When we were fucking, his sounds were like something else, something in another language compared to this.

I felt a spurt of his seed as it struck my belly, his arm flexed and tight as he kept going. His expression said nothing but you're all mine. I was so wrapped up in my own climax that I didn't feel the rest of his finale.

My clit suddenly overwhelmed, I pressed the button on the vibrator and tossed it aside. I felt something like physical desperation—and Jack felt it too.

He took me in his arms and hugged me tightly, our bodies contorting together. We were both breathing deeply and his breaths were only interrupted as he peppered my cheeks with light kisses.

"Effie, that was so hot, so perfect. You're so fucking perfect. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." The words came out as one long stream.

Hearing him say that made me feel more than elated. I felt like I was on cloud nine, like I had won a lifetime achievement award and thousands of people were applauding me. He had pushed my boundaries and ensured that I felt good about it no matter what. It felt like progress.

"Dammit, Jack." I was starting to feel choked up. I had never been assaulted with so many compliments in my life, especially not when my guard was so lowered. He had free reign to do anything he liked with me, and I couldn't do a thing about it. "I missed you so much," I said, sadness in my voice.

What else could I do when he was making me feel so good about myself, so good about us?

Nothing felt wrong about saying it. There were no tinges of feeling vulnerable or clingy or too attached. I knew it was the right thing to say and both my body and mind lauded my choice.

"I missed you too." He kissed me again and lightly stroked my hair from my scalp all the way to my shoulder, taking me in yet again

The sunbeams were flooding through the windows and settling on our fully exposed bodies. Even though I had been tense only a short while before, I was more relaxed than I had ever been in my life. I had to fight the urge to cry, to wail like a baby because I felt like somehow I had made a mistake.

"Why did I—" I swallowed the lump in my throat and fought to maintain my composure.

"Shh," Jack said. "Just let it go for now."

It was tough, but with him there, I did let it go.

Chapter 14

We stayed cuddled on the couch for probably another hour, the flight halfway through by the time we were appropriately dressed again. Prior to our shared moment, I wanted him to make love to me worse than anything. Now, I was satiated in a way that seemed to transcend my normal urges and compulsions.

It wasn't that I was overly sexual—it was that Jack brought something like that out of me, like he planted a seed in the most fertile ground possible.

I felt satisfied and safe, like I belonged to him as much as he belonged to me. Fact of the matter was, prior to boarding that plane, the biggest thing on my mind was how to deal with the Sam situation, to restructure the muddled pieces of my life. Right now, there was no debate whatsoever, no considerations taking place.

It wasn't that I didn't think about it—it just had no place here.

This was a protected, sacred place, at least for now.

Jack had gotten up and was rummaging in

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