Rooftop Rendezvous by Holland D.M

Author:Holland, D.M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2023-05-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Meg

With every step, Jacob carries me closer to his bedroom, where he will take my virginity. My thighs tighten around his waist and I can feel the thick bulge of his erection pressing into my center.

I’m nervous, but my excitement drowns the feeling out. I’ve never wanted anything like I want Jacob. There is no question about whether this is the right thing to do. I belong with him, and he’ll take care of me.

He won’t hurt me—quite the opposite, actually. He’s going to make me feel so good that I will forget my name.

I just hope I won’t do anything to ruin the moment.

Jacob can feel the tension in my body and he strokes my hair and back. “Shh, baby, don’t worry. I’m going to take care of you. I know you have a tight little cunt, but it was meant to take me inside.”

“I know, Jacob. I trust you. I want you to be my first.”

“I’m not going to be your first, Meg,” he says seriously.

I pull back in shock and hurt. “What?”

“I’m going to be your only.” His mouth covers mine, and he slips his tongue inside. He swallows the sound of my moans and rocks his hips forward.

With my legs wrapped around his waist, my pussy is spread open. Even through the layer of our clothes, he rubs against my clit just right. We’ve only just begun, but it already feels so good.

He drops me on the bed, and I crawl backwards so I can lean against the pillows.

“You aren’t running from me, are you, Meg?”

I shake my head earnestly.

“Good, because I’m not letting you get away.” Jacob pulls his shirt over his head and begins pushing his jeans down his hips.

I forget to breathe; I’m so distracted by his body. He has a long scar running from the top of his left shoulder, down over his pec. Even from here, I can see how it’s raised despite being long since healed. Dark hair is dusted across his chest and trails down into a neat line that disappears beneath his briefs. His torso tapers to his lean waist and his Adonis belt. He’s so perfect that I whimper.

Everything about him is so masculine, so different from me, that I can’t help but be intimidated. I feel so small and feminine compared to him—not something I’m particularly used to, seeing as I’m taller than most guys I know.

In a past life, Jacob might have been a viking or warrior. He certainly wasn’t an indolent lord, lazing about a castle and ordering others to complete the work for him. He’s hands on, which works well in my favor. Jacob has already proved how gifted he is with his hands, but I want to see what else he can do.

When his briefs join the rest of his clothes on the floor, I’m overwhelmed by his beauty. His cock springs free of its confines, and juts proudly, reaching nearly to his belly button.

My inner muscles clench. From where I’m sitting, he looks even bigger than before.

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