Chapter Fourteen
Jake
God have mercy. I kissed her, driven to possess her, make her mine in every way possible. She moaned and clung to my shoulders, her nails digging in a little. "How did I get so damn lucky?" I swallowed her reply with another kiss, stroking her tongue with mine, ready to spend the rest of the night worshiping her.
When I finally drew back to let her catch her breath, she melted even closer to me, pressing every inch of that soft body against mine. "Do you think the guys would watch the kids tonight?"
"I know they will." I scooped her into my arms, cradling her close to my chest. They wouldn't have a choice, since I had no intention of stopping long enough to ask. They already knew how I felt about Ande, and that I'd just been biding my time.
I carried her into her house, a little shocked to realize I had come to think of it as hers, not Gramma's. The screen door slammed behind us, announcing to anyone within earshot that we'd gone inside. The boys would get the hint. They wouldn't come knocking.
The living room lay in near darkness with only a small lamp illuminating the way through to the bedroom. I didn't stop, or even slow down. I couldn't take a chance of her changing her mind now that she'd finally given me permission. I set her down at the side of the bed, ducking in to kiss her again.
Her impatient fingers tugged at the hem of my t-shirt, pulling it up, then her hands skated over my abs, drawing a hiss from me. "Fuck, baby." I slid my hands down her sides and back up as I kissed down the curve of her neck. Her breast felt heavy in my hand and her nipple pebbled even through the layers of clothing when I brushed my thumb over it.
She made an impatient noise and drew back. Her eyes glittered in the low light as she pulled my shirt up and off. Her nails scraped gently over my chest. Unable to wait any longer, I practically tore her shirt off her and broke the clasp of her bra in my rush to have her skin on mine. I pulled her in close and the heat of her flesh made me groan with need.
Her lips trailed sparks over my chest as her hands moved over my abs again to stop at my belt. "This thing is impossible to open."
"All you have to do is ask, baby." I got rid of my boots and jeans in record time, then turned my attention to her cut-off shorts. They landed in a heap by my jeans. I paused for a long moment to absorb the beauty before me. "You take my fucking breath away." I eased her back onto the bed, determined to take my time and worship her body the way she deserved.
I kissed her again, starving for her, and delaying the inevitable. I had to tell her sooner than later, but I dreaded her reaction. "Ande? Baby?" I stared down at her swollen lips and wished for forever.
"Hmm?" She drew me back down for another kiss.
"I need to tell you something."
She drew back. "What is it?" She closed her eyes and let her head fall back to the pillow. "I'm sorry. I came on too strong. I've never wanted to be with anyone this much." The soft words made my heart pound.
"That's not it. Ande, I don't exactly have a lot of experience." Damn it, why couldn't I just say the fucking words. I took a deep breath. "I'm…um, I'm a virgin."
She stared up at me in silence for so long I thought the worst. "You waited for me?"
God. She was incredible. "Yeah. I did."
"Thank you." Her hands threaded through my hair. "I wish I had waited."
I shook my head. "No. Then we wouldn't have Ian and Janna, and I wouldn't trade them for the world." It was true. I couldn't love those kids more if they were my own. I prayed she would let me stay in their lives forever.
Her soft whimper nearly undid me. "Where have you been all my life?" She drew my mouth back down to hers.
I let myself get lost in her, tasting, teasing, exploring. Not even heaven could compare to this woman's loving. I worked my way down her body, devouring her, until my shoulders rested between her thighs. "Look at me while I taste you." I held her gaze and let my tongue slip between her folds. "Fuck, you're delicious." I licked and sucked at her like a starving man, and her moans drove me on and on. When I slipped one finger inside her entrance, she bowed her hips off the bed with a whimper that shook me to the core. Her wet heat clamped down on my finger and she cried out as she trembled. I stroked and licked, determined to draw her orgasm out forever.
Finally she began to relax, sated for the moment. "Come here." She pulled at my shoulders, insisting, guiding me up her body. Her legs came around my hips and her hot pussy was right there.
I hesitated. "Condom."
She shook her head. "I'm on the pill, and I'm clean. Pretty sure you are too."
Every nerve in my body fired as I slowly sank into her, savoring every sensation. "Fuck, you're so tight."
She moaned and arched her back, pressing me deeper. "Perfect."
I started to move gently at first, worried about hurting her, then with increasing confidence. I let her touches and sounds guide me until I found just the right angle and speed to have her quivering in my arms. And then harder, faster, at her urging.
"Jake!" Her cry came just as her muscles rippled around my cock and she shook under wave after wave of pleasure. I gritted my teeth and held on until her spasms lessened. And then, before I was ready to be finished with her, a nuclear explosion detonated at the base of my spine. I locked up, spilling into her and growling with the force of my own orgasm.
I dropped my forehead to hers, panting in the aftermath. "Baby, that was…" There were no words to describe it.
She hummed satisfaction. "Perfection. It was perfection."
I pulled out and rolled beside her, tugging her along with me so I could wrap myself around her. A deep contentment settled in my chest. This was how things were supposed to be. I listened as her breathing slowed and evened out.
Long after she fell asleep, I lay there thinking as I held her against me. Was this what love felt like? I had no way of knowing. I couldn't remember seeing my parents show love or affection to one another. Most of my friends' parents as I grew up were divorced.
But if this thing in my chest meant anything, I was pretty sure it was love.