CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Jake
We don’t speak. Neither of us says a word as I undress her and she undresses me and we stretch out on her bed wearing nothing but skin, both of us burning from the inside out. Her skin is hot beneath my mouth, hot and sweet and salty, and I can’t get enough.
I kiss her everywhere, each kiss a promise that I can take this, take her, take anything she needs to give me, as long as she lets me in.
Her fingers thread through my hair as I suck her nipple deep and slow while my palm pulses between her legs. I rub her with the heel of my hand, pressing into her pussy, rocking against her clit, demanding that she come for me because I need it. I need her pleasure more than I need my own. I need to feel her unraveling and know it’s because, at least for this moment, she’s mine.
She cries out, arching into my touch. I hum my approval against her breast, tonguing her nipple as her heat rushes over my hand. I suck in a breath, dizzied by the smell of her filling the air. Her arousal is sharp and sweet and calls to me like a siren’s song, demanding I get closer to the source, to the salt and heat that mean I’ve given her what she needs.
I slide down, moving between her legs, palms spreading her thighs wide as I kiss her where she’s throbbing. The walls of her pussy are still pulsing when I drive my tongue inside her, needing to have the taste of her on me, in me, filling my mouth as I reach up to cup her breasts in my hands, pinching her nipples. I roll them and tease them until her breath comes fast and hard again. Her moans as she starts to get off are the sexiest things I’ve ever heard.
She bucks into me, crying out as I lick and suck and tongue her into another orgasm, staying where I am so I can taste her again. She tastes incredible, so hot and sexy that I could stay between her thighs forever, but we both need more than this. We need it all, our bodies connected, my cock buried inside her and her body writhing against mine.
“I need to be inside you.” My lips find hers, the taste of her mingling in our kiss as Shane’s tongue dances with mine. “Let me get a condom.”
“No.” Her nails claw into my shoulders as her legs lock around my waist, pressing her wetness to the burning ridge of my cock, making me groan with pain and pleasure and the knowledge I’m so close to having her. “Don’t leave me. I don’t want you to leave.”
“I’m not leaving, princess.” My head spins as she grinds against me, making it almost impossible to resist the urge to drive inside her. “Just let me get a condom. I’ll be two seconds.”
“I can’t get pregnant. I have an IUD.” She reaches between us, capturing me in her hand and stroking me hard. “I’m clean, and I want you like this. I want you, nothing else between us.”
“God, Shane.” My eyes squeeze shut as I fight to think straight. “I’ve been tested, and I’m clean, but I—”
“Then take me,” she begs, fitting the head of my cock to her entrance, shredding the last of my self-control. “Please, Jake. I need you inside of me. Please, please, don’t stop, I—”
Her words become a cry as I slam my hips forward, burying myself inside her in one long thrust, crying out as her pussy squeezes me tight. She’s wet, but I’m thick, so thick I usually try to take things slow at first, especially with a new lover, but I can’t stop myself. I’ve moved beyond control, beyond thought, beyond anything but the driving imperative to fuck this woman until she comes on my cock, until she milks me dry as I lose myself inside her.
“Fuck you feel so good.” I hitch her leg over my arm so I can get deeper, fuck her harder, take her because she’s mine.
God, she’s mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.
The mantra throbs through my veins as I ride her hard and she meets me thrust for thrust, demanding more. Demanding everything. And I give it to her, because there is no other choice. There’s nothing but Shane and her body locked around me and her taste in my mouth and her voice crying out my name as she comes again.
God, she comes so hard, her body squeezing my dick, and for a second it hurts because it’s so tight, so close. But then I’m coming, my cock jerking inside her and my body flooding with bliss, with euphoria so intense I can’t breathe, can’t think.
All I can do is grind deeper into her, coming with everything in me, my balls emptying into a woman for the first time in years. I can’t remember the last time I had unprotected sex, but that’s not what made this so intense, so incredible.
It’s her. It’s all her, this woman holding me tight as we come down together, safe because neither of us is letting go.
“You’re mine, princess,” I murmur against her throat, tasting the salt of her sweat and the perfectly right taste of Shane. “No more pretend.”
“No more pretend,” she says, kissing my shoulder.
We fall silent for a long time, nothing more needing to be said. But eventually, I find her lips because I need another taste. I kiss her once, and then twice, and by the third kiss I’m getting hard again, still buried deep inside her. Her hips shift against mine, and I take her nipple in my mouth as I roll onto my back, pinning her tight against me so I don’t have to leave her for a second.
This time she rides me as I make love to her tits, sucking and biting her nipples until she comes on me again, and it is as sweet as it was the first time. Even sweeter, because I can see her face in the moonlight filtering through the curtains. I can see the joy and pain mingling in her expression as she comes so hard it hurts, see the way her lips fall open in a gasp as I come inside her again, filling her with the evidence of how fucking crazy she makes me.
And it is crazy.
It’s crazy to fall asleep tangled up with a woman I barely know—who I’m also pretty sure I’ve fallen in love with sometime in the past few hours—but I don’t care.
Who needs sanity when I can have Shane, her body warm and heavy against mine as she falls asleep with my cock still inside her? Not this man.
Take my common sense. Just leave this woman right here in my arms for as long as I can have her.