chapter 10
Shit, he wanted her. Jonas had never felt more pressure to make a kiss perfect. But this was JJ and she needed him. It was about so much more than desire.
Looking down at her face, he took in the details that had teased him for so long. The blond hair that always seemed tousled and messy. The blue eyes that should have looked innocent but always had a twinkle of mischief. The peaches-and-cream skin that taunted him to take a bite. She was so beautiful.
“What are you waiting for?” JJ teased. “Do it already.”
He groaned. His dick responded to the words do it as if she’d been speaking straight to him directly.
“Always busting my balls, aren’t you?”
She grinned. “That’s what I live for.”
“Maybe I need to give that smart mouth something else to do.”
Before she could respond to that, Jonas pulled her up slightly so he could fit his lips over hers. It was so perfect, the way they notched together like puzzle pieces. It was a little scary how well they fit, like they’d been made for each other but were just getting around to discovering that. It probably wasn’t the smartest thing, starting something with JJ while she was obviously confused and a little scared about what was happening. She needed to feel safe and secure, and Jonas would never want to pressure her into anything. The mature thing to do would be to end this, whatever it was, then ask her out for a drink after it was resolved.
He pulled back and looked down at the wide blue eyes watching him like he was a savior and a sinner all in one. She made a little whimper in the back of her throat, a hoarse, needy sound that instantly threw Jonas from foreplay into full-scale need. What was it about this woman that made him lose all control? Around JJ he was nothing but instinct and sensation, his years of experience and finesse going right out the window.
“You really have me all twisted up, you know?”
The statement wasn’t exactly a compliment, but JJ beamed. He should have known his little troublemaker would love the idea of throwing him off his game. Not that it mattered. Whatever she wanted he was happy to give. Just the thought of JJ needing something and not coming to him for it gave him a deep sense of dissatisfaction. It would have sounded ridiculous just a few months ago, but he was starting to understand exactly why Noah looked happier than ever but also way more stressed. Worrying about someone else constantly took its toll.
Despite how badly he wanted to strip her naked and do all the things he’d dreamed of doing to that luscious body, Jonas felt obligated to at least try to be the voice of reason.
“Are you sure about this, baby? We don’t have to do anything. I can just hold you if you want.”
JJ scowled. “Jesus, what does a girl have to do to get a little satisfaction?” She squealed when he suddenly leaped on her, burying his face in her neck.
“That’s it. Now you’re in for it,” he growled against her skin, noting how she shivered as the words brushed over her skin.
Experimentally, he trailed the tip of his tongue up the soft skin of her neck until he reached her ear. She sighed when he took the lobe between his teeth gently.
“That feels so good,” she purred. Her hands moved over his shoulders gently, clutching at them when his tongue dipped into the shell of her ear. “I’ve dreamed about this so many times.”
Surprised, Jonas lifted his head. “You dreamed about me?”
She bit her lip, looking slightly bashful. “I used to fight with you and then sneak in here and imagine that you followed me. That you wanted me the same way I wanted you. Like it was so intense you could barely breathe.”
His eyes gleamed. “That’s exactly how I want you, JJ. You make me lose my head completely. With you, I feel like I have no control.”
One of her hands lifted, tentatively to his face. “So let go then. Just do whatever you feel.”
Jonas groaned. That kind of freedom was dangerous. There were so many things he wanted to do and feel with her that he didn’t know where to start. Then her fingers brushed over his lips and instinctively he opened, nipping at her fingers gently. Her sudden intake of breath sent a stab of desire bolting down his spine. It was suddenly, desperately urgent that he taste her again. Everywhere.
He leaned down and covered her mouth with his. JJ was right there with him, a willing participant, sucking and licking and biting. God, those sounds she made and the way her fingers clenched in his hair. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Hands tugged at her clothing and then his own, frantic to get skin to skin. The next few moments were a blur as they tussled to get free without breaking the kiss. Jonas didn’t want to separate from her for even a minute. Maybe a part of him was afraid that if he let this moment go, it would disappear.
JJ didn’t seem to have any hesitation about undressing, either. The sight of the lacy white panties she wore only cranked his desire higher. Not wasting any time, Jonas yanked her closer and buried his face between her legs. Her soft cries egged him on as he tasted her. He didn’t even bother to take the panties off, just pulled them to the side. Something about not waiting made it even hotter.
JJ purred and cried with every lash of his tongue. Jonas felt like a man possessed as he licked and sucked until she screamed her release. Panting, JJ didn’t even get a chance to catch her breath before he was on her, nuzzling between her soft breasts. Her arms wrapped around him languidly with a satisfied laziness that made him very happy.
“Damn,” she said finally. That one word carried a world of meaning.
“Yeah. The best you’ve ever had, huh?” As he’d hoped, the cocky words made her smile.
“Actually it was. You’re amazing.”
It was so unexpected to hear her compliment him when he’d been expecting the usual snarky reply. Pleasure curled through Jonas and made him feel like he was lit from within.
“It is for me, too. Everything with you is amazing. I hope you know that, Jessica Jones.”
The sudden flush on her cheeks told him that he’d pleased her, and the thought made him happy, too. What the hell was happening to him? He’d never cared this much about a woman’s approval before. Before he had time to examine it too closely, JJ arched her back, pressing her body against his, wiping all rational thought from his brain.
Then she reached into his boxers and wrapped delicate fingers around his hard cock. Jonas bit the inside of his cheek to keep from blowing his load like a teenager.
“It seems I’m the only one who’s had my fun,” JJ teased. “You’ve been keeping this from me.”
“Not anymore,” Jonas groaned. He reached for his wallet for a condom and had it on in record time. Under different circumstances he’d have spent more time getting her ready, but if JJ felt what he did, any more ready would cause a heart attack.
He settled between her legs and they both cried out at the pressure. Jonas rocked against her, sliding through her slick heat. JJ whimpered and her nails dug into his back.
“You ready, baby?” He swiveled his hips again.
“Hurry up or I’ll kill you!”
He chuckled, but the laugh died in his throat when she canted her hips forward and he slipped inside. Jonas wasn’t ready for the intense pressure and sense of rightness being enveloped in her heat. Then JJ wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him down for another kiss, and the sense of rightness just magnified. This was where he was meant to be and who he was meant to be with.
“Oh my God, so good,” JJ cried, her eyes on his, wide and trusting.
Her pussy clamped down, and they groaned together. For a moment, he was suspended in time, and Jonas wondered if he’d actually died and gone to heaven. If this was how he went, clutched in the tightest, hottest pussy he’d ever encountered, he figured it was a risk worth taking.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.”
JJ mewled and wrapped her long legs around his waist, holding him against her. It was like being enclosed in heat, the action spurring him to take her harder. Soon he was lost in the sound of her cries and the firm grasp of her muscles squeezing his cock as she came continuously.
JJ was in trouble. So much trouble.
After what felt like having ten orgasms in a row, she could barely catch her breath. But Jonas was still hard. The man had just fucked her to within an inch of losing consciousness and he wasn’t done yet.
So much fucking trouble.
He swiveled his hips, as if to remind her that he was still there. Like she could forget. JJ snorted softly at her own joke.
“Am I amusing you, Miss Jones?” There was an erotic threat in the soft timbre of his voice that made her shiver.
She peeked up at him through lowered lashes. JJ was used to being snarky and argumentative with Jonas. It was Jonas after all, her favorite target when she was feeling bitchy. But now she would never be able to look at him the same way again. The man was a marathoner in the bedroom and hung like a stallion. How the hell could she argue with him knowing what he was packing beneath his clothes now?
“I wasn’t laughing at you. Definitely not,” JJ finally muttered.
His eyes heated and he thrust again, making her gasp softly. “Good, because I’m not done with you yet. You ready for more?”
She was going to be sore, but she didn’t care. “Yes, please.”
It was his turn to chuckle, but he didn’t make her wait. He pulled her down by hooking his arms under her knees. Once she was in a better position, he brushed his thumb over her clit. JJ’s mouth fell open as she tried to gain control of her breathing. She’d just come and was already on the edge again.
“Look at me,” Jonas rasped. His deep voice would forever be a part of her erotic dreams.
When she finally met his eyes, he let loose a deep growl that instantly made her wetter. Suddenly it was all too much. This was Jonas, her friend and sometimes enemy, and she was right on the brink of losing herself in him. Trusting a man with everything hadn’t worked out so well in the past.
As if he could sense her fear, Jonas cupped her cheeks. “I’ve got you, sweetheart. It’s okay. I just want to make you feel good.”
The simple words meant so much more than he could ever know.
“You do. You feel so good.”
JJ clutched at his arms, overwhelmed at not only the physical sensations of taking him deep inside, but the sense of closeness. She’d never felt this close to anyone, not even the one man who’d taught her never to trust again. But she couldn’t think about that now, not when she’d come so far and felt safe for the first time in a long time. That was how Jonas made her feel. Safe and protected and … loved.
Jonas’s fingers tightened under her shoulders, holding her captive as he slid deeper. His harsh breaths in her ear increased, and to JJ it was the most erotic sound in the world. This was all so new to her, and she was a little scared to examine it too closely, but there was no denying their physical connection. She’d never had this reaction to a man before, like she could completely let go and be safe and secure in his arms with no judgment. Only Jonas had ever made her feel this free. She loved it and reveled in the erotic power she held over him.
Experimentally, she tightened her muscles around him. His groan was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard.
“Fuck! Your pussy just clamped down on me.”
JJ looked him in the eye, holding his gaze as she deliberately tightened her muscles again. His jaw clenched and he closed his eyes in an expression that was a cross between agony and ecstasy.
“You are fucking perfect, you know that?”
His low sexy growl in her ear sent her flying and everything splintered into fragments of light and color.