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“You know what?” I began, “This…this isn’t what you want to hear.”
He rubbed my arms gently, the pads of his thumbs making an arch shape over my skin. “If it makes you feel better, then I’m here to listen.”
“But I didn’t come here to talk about E,” I chided myself. The chocolate depth of his eyes had never been more prominent as I found myself staring into them.
Jake’s throat worked as he swallowed. “Then, tell me why you’re here.” There was a gravelly quality to his voice, the huskiness I’d grown accustomed to whenever we were intimate.
My hands went to his hips, toying with the belt loops that sat over the powerful muscles underneath. “I’ve done enough talking, I think. I-I think I’d rather show you.”
His hands fell from my arms as his grip moved lower, snaking me in his strong hold. I went for the hem of his shirt, sliding my hands along the valleys and planes of his abs. His skin was incredibly warm but grew pebbled as I ran my nails delicately over his defined middle.
My mouth found his; I’d meant it to be a gentle kiss, a simple and slow press of my lips to his own. But a single taste turned me ravenous as I licked the seam of his mouth, seeking more.
“Off,” I mumbled against his mouth, while simultaneously pulling at his tee. Within seconds we were both topless, Jake having rid me of my top immediately after his own shirt.
He and I stood looking at one another, half an arm’s length in between. I was committing him to memory, every exposed inch. The pronounced veins in his arms, the corded muscles at the base of his neck, the grooves at his hips that disappeared inside his waistband.
“Come here,” he commanded softly. I obeyed, knowing that it’d be impossible to say no to this man. Jake cupped my cheek, regarding me affectionately. When he’d had enough, his hands went to my hips and slid my shorts off in a graceful move.
It was customary that there would hardly be a moment where I didn’t fill the void with some kind of commentary or chatter. It was how I operated, after all. But there was nothing I could say that would come close to conveying my feelings.
Jake kissed me this time, slow and unhurried—demonstrating much more self-control than I had mere moments ago. My hands roamed the smooth expanse of his back, the muscles growing taught under my touch.
With a slight jump, I wrapped my legs around his waist. I expected him to lead us to the bedroom, lay me out and have his way with me. But he stayed rooted in place, with his long arms cradling me in place, his elbows seated near my waist and hands practically sitting at my shoulders.
I was suspended, held in his capable and comforting grasp. The only fear of falling or slipping would be from pleasure, not from him dropping me.
I broke our kiss and slid my hand around the back of his neck. Jake’s scent was something else that would never leave my mind. I inhaled and licked him, my tongue flicking along his collarbone before placing a kiss at the base of his throat. He groaned on a sigh.
I made a promise to myself that I’d kiss every square inch of this man before the night was through. And for the first time, it was a selfless feeling. Chasing an orgasm clearly had its appeal, but what I wanted more was to offer him pleasure, to give him everything.To give him all of me.
He deserved nothing less, and if I was being honest, every encounter thus far, I had kept bits and pieces of myself hidden. Locked away and secret.
But tonight, there was an overwhelming need to bare all. To take risks and chances.
Lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t realized Jake had walked us over to the sofa until I felt the plush cushions under my knees. His hardness at my core was a sharp contrast, exciting and thrilling with anticipation.
I scooted back on his lap, zeroing in on his waist. “These are in the way,” I stated obviously, beginning to unbutton his jeans.
Obliging me, he shimmied them down his legs. “And this,” he voiced huskily, “is also in the way.” With simple ease, Jake unhooked my bra single handedly. My newly exposed breasts tingled and tightened in the air as he tossed the article somewhere over my shoulder.
My nails scraped at his scalp when he took a nipple in his mouth. “Mmm…Jake—” I hissed sharply as his teeth scraped over my sensitive flesh, only to be followed up by gentle lapping and kneading.
When he had his fill, I found myself being lowered backward, Jake thoughtfully placing a throw pillow behind my head.
For a moment I simply lay there under his intense, heated gaze. There was something different tonight in the way he looked at me, like he too was committing me to memory. The sight of him was achingly beautiful but somber.
I wished there was something I could say that would simultaneously sound cool and sexy while putting his mind at ease. But, echoing my demand from earlier, all I could manage was, “Off.” Apparently, I’d been reduced to single words and solitary syllables at that.
We mirrored each other, quickly slipping out of our underwear until we were naked, Jake positioned at my core. After grabbing a condom from the pocket of his discarded jeans, he slid into me with purpose, burying his head in my shoulder, muffling a curse. “Fuck, Luce…”
A smile played on my lips. “That’s the idea…”
Slow at first, I could tell that Jake was trying to pace himself, to enjoy each delicious stroke he took. It was only when our bodies glistened with a dewy sweat, did he pick up the pace.
“I want you to come, Luce.” It wouldn’t be difficult; I was nearly there. But he knew how close I was. “Just. Let. Go…”
I gave in. With toes curling and trembling legs, I let myself be consumed by the blissfully blinding release.
