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I gripped his shoulders and kissed him back. God, had I missed this. Before Jake, no one had ever kissed the hell out of me. Taking my breath, giving me his. The scratch of his facial hair rough on my lips and chin, abrading my tender skin with each deep skid of his tongue along mine. He’d mark me for days. I’d have to wear makeup over the raw skin he’d leave behind. But in secret, I’d wipe the makeup away and look at the red to remind me.
My head was swirling. I barely noticed when my feet left the ground. Jake carried me back to the pool table, resting my butt on the edge. My thighs immediately parted for him, and he stepped between them like he was taking his rightful place.
Gripping my hips, he pulled me to the edge, aligning the thick ridge of his erection with my seam. Through my jeans and his, our bodies reached for each other. He cupped my neck as he ravaged my mouth. There was no other word for it. He was rough with me in the way he’d come to know I liked because he’d shown me. His teeth nipped at me, tugging my delicate skin, then he replaced them with his tongue, lapping at the stings of pain before plunging into my mouth to steal my breath.
I grappled with his shirt then his warm skin, digging my nails in to find anchor, urging him closer and closer even though there was nowhere to go.
“Jake,” I moaned against his kiss.
His hold on my neck flexed. “If you say my name like that again, I’m going to have to eat your needy little pussy. There’s nothing for it.”
Oh, I like the sound of that. I want that. Yes.
His lips latched on to my racing pulse as he rolled my nipple through my shirt.
“Jake. Please.” I moaned again, pleading for something to relieve this ache.
Jake wasted no time. Taking the waistband of my jeans in both hands, he yanked, and I helped by lifting my ass. With barely any effort, he had them off me, along with my panties.
Before I could remember why this wasn’t a good idea, he dropped to his knees and spread my legs wide. We both went utterly still as he stared at me in the bright lights of his game room. My lungs seized. My fingers dug into the expensive custom felt covering the table.
“Gorgeous woman,” he murmured, moving to kiss the soft skin of my inner thigh. His lips trailed to my apex, and he inhaled deeply, his eyelids fluttering as he took in my scent. Without any more delay, he buried his face in my pussy, sucking my drenched flesh. Biting my outer lips until the pressure was so great I had no choice but to scream at the ceiling.
“Yeah, sweetness,” he urged. “Give me that voice.”
I’d never been a screamer. I used to think women only did that in porn, acting out men’s fantasies. But that was all it had been—acting. Not something that happened in real life, and most definitely not my life. In fact, before Jake, my experiences in bed had been largely silent.
The first time he’d made me scream, I’d covered my face with a pillow to stifle it, and he’d stopped immediately to throw the pillow to the floor.
“Never hide your reaction from me, sweetness,” he’d growled.
He’d meant it, and I’d wondered how I’d ever been silent in bed. Jake made me moan and cry, pant and scream. Now, he had me pleading. Begging for him to give me the release burning bright in my belly.
Fingers tangled in his hair, I lifted my hips to ride his tongue. I felt him smiling against me, but he never stopped licking me, sucking me, biting me. Then he slid a finger along my center and beyond, wedging between my ass cheeks to find my opening. My belly tightened at the feeling of him rubbing my own wetness there.
When he pressed a finger inside me, my hips flew off the table, and the sound I made when he pushed in farther was inhuman. He flattened his palm on my belly, forcing my hips back to the table. I fought him, but he kept me there with firm pressure, fucking my pussy with his tongue and invading my ass with a second finger.
It was too much and not enough. I needed more to get over that final hurdle. Reaching down my sweat-misted torso, I needed to rub my clit. If I could touch it, roll it a few times, I would have what I needed.
As soon as my hand started past Jake’s, he knocked it away.
“Mine.” His voice was muffled from how deep he had his face in me, but the message was clear.
“I need to come,” I whined. “I can’t take it anymore. Let me? Please?”
“Mmm.” His rumble sent shivers down my spine, but it wasn’t an answer.
I got that when he pulled his fingers from my body, took me by the hips, and flipped me to my front. Then his mouth was on me again, wildly lashing from my ass to pussy. If my nails were longer, I would have shredded the pool table to ribbons. There was nowhere for me to hold, and I desperately needed to. Otherwise, I would fall…or float.
His fingers drove into my ass and curled at the same time his lips wrapped around my needy, swollen clit.
“Too much,” I cried, lying through my teeth. It wasn’t too much, but it was more than I’d ever had. “Please, Jake. Please.”
He sucked and thrust, sucked and thrust, and I felt him everywhere. Like he was kissing me, licking my nipples, and nibbling my toes all at once.
That wasn’t what sent me over, though. No, the guttural groan of pleasure that rumbled through him was the final shove. My eyes opened wide, and the rest of my body tensed as I burst apart, regathered, and burst again. He stayed with me through it, holding my thighs, nuzzling me with his lips and nose between them.
When I was boneless and satisfied, he pulled me with him to an armchair and placed me in his lap. He was still hard as a rock but made no move to seek his own gratification.
