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He’d succeeded. Now, I just needed him.
“Come here please.” I opened my legs to him and used two fingers to spread my lower lips—something I never would have done before. He’d turned me brazen. He made me want to show and give him everything—and that meant my body as well.
“I’m coming for you, mama,” he gritted out.
Instead of falling between my thighs and driving into me, he took me by the hips, flipped me over, and buried his face in my pussy and ass. He wasn’t neat and tidy as he laved me with his tongue. He was wet and messy, licking me with abandon. I clawed at the sheets and muffled my moans in the mattress. He’d worked me up so thoroughly, all it took was a swipe of his tongue over my clit for oblivion to shine like a beacon behind my eyelids.
Then he pressed his index finger against my tight ring of muscle, slipping inside easily with the aid of my arousal, and I detonated. White light went off like a million flashes inside my head as he fucked me with his finger and licked my aching clit until I couldn’t take it anymore. My orgasm wrung me out yet left me hollow. I needed him to fill me.
He didn’t keep me waiting long. His chest to my back, legs bracketing mine, he plunged into me from behind. Slow and intimate, he moved in and out like all we had was time. As he fucked me, his lips barely left my skin. Kissing my shoulders, the side of my face—anywhere he could reach. Reverence and desire blended into the perfect mix, making me feel cherished and wanted. God, I couldn’t remember ever feeling like this. Not even close.
He made it impossible to hide any part of myself. Even the pieces I’d thought were shut off forever had been pried open. He had me. Fully. Completely. My trust, my heart, my thoughts—they were all his.
“God, Clara,” he murmured next to my ear. “I don’t think I’ll ever have my fill of you.”
“You better not.”
“Never,” he vowed. “This pussy, this body, your voice, that little smile you’re giving me…it’s all too sweet. I’m so stuck on you.”
“Jake, please,” I whimpered. “Please, I need you.”
“You have me.”
And I did. He was touching me everywhere, surrounding me, covering me, and so deep inside me I could barely breathe. Then he put his lips on mine and exhaled, giving me the oxygen I needed. I held his breath inside me, little pieces of Jake mingling with pieces of me until they merged, becoming one.
His air was mine, and mine was his.
He kissed me and fucked me long into the night. Flipping me over, driving into me again and again while he stared down at me and held my face in his hands. I cried his name, and he swallowed it with the sweep of his tongue between my lips. When I was dizzy from him, from the pleasure he gave me, he fucked me in earnest. Long, deep strokes plunging into me until he groaned and coated my inner walls with hot spurts of cum.
He fell to the side, and all I could do was sprawl boneless on his heaving, sweat-misted chest.
As I came back into myself, I giggled softly. Jake picked his head up to look at me with a slight frown.
“What’s so funny?” he gruffed.
“I was thinking I’m glad you’re the one who bought that body butter. If I’d paid for it, I would have cut you off in the middle of your massage and asked you to switch to a less expensive one.”
He huffed a laugh, drawing me tighter into his arms. “You could buy this town, but you’re a cheapskate with your lotion?”
“I prefer economically minded.” I grinned happily at his teasing. And Jake in general. “I don’t think I’ve ever been quite this moisturized. I appreciate your efforts.”
“Glad to be of service.” He nuzzled my forehead, and I felt his smile against my skin. “I now understand why you feel the way you do.”
“I’m economically minded with rich tastes and the desire to not look like a prune anytime soon.”
He ran his hand along my abdomen and hip, releasing a low grunt of satisfaction. “I don’t think you have to worry about that. You’re all ripe and lush. No pruning here.”
“You make me feel really good, you know.”
“I’m glad me telling you the truth about yourself makes you feel good. Seeing you smiling in my bed makes me feel a thousand feet tall, so I think we’re square.”
We snuggled for a while longer, then got out of bed to clean up and get ready for sleep. I’d gotten used to brushing my teeth beside him at my place, but it was a novel experience at his. I kept catching him watching me in the mirror, grinning at me when I had toothpaste all over my mouth, so I flicked water at him with my fingers. Then, when I leaned over to rinse my mouth out, he stood behind me and felt up my backside and breasts. I may have stayed in that position a little longer than necessary to give him ample time to touch what he needed.
Once we returned to bed, I lay on the pillow Jake had dubbed as mine. Not only had he bought all my beauty products, he’d gotten me the same pillow I had at home—the one I’d told him I’d bought for my neck, which occasionally got sore ever since my car accident when I was pregnant with Nellie.
Jake faced me, his eyes tracing my features. “You look right at home here.”
“I feel it. This has been my favorite week since we met.”
