Chapter Fifteen
Nora
It was now or never.
I stood in the center of my old bedroom, my skin tingling and prickling with goosebumps as Jacob stared at me from the doorway with wide eyes. He was probably used to being the one who made all the first moves with women, but I’d decided to shake things up. I wanted him, and part of me suspected he still wanted me too.
So what better way to find out?
“Shit. Sorry, I didn’t realize you were getting changed,” Jacob said.
“I wasn’t. I was waiting for you,” I said, taking a step toward him.
His eyebrows shot up, and I smiled, enjoying seeing him in shock for once. This wasn’t like me at all, and he knew it, but being around him made me feel like I could be someone else. I could be brave and larger than life, just like him. After all, he pulled it off, so why couldn’t I?
I began to second-guess myself exactly two seconds later.
Shit, what if I couldn’t pull this off? Jacob was a smoking hot guy with a stellar acting career, so of course he could make risky moves and stand around naked without fear of rejection. I was just an average person. He probably thought I was a total idiot for doing this, and he was probably trying to think of a nice way to turn me down.
“Sorry,” I mumbled. “I shouldn’t…”
Before I could say any more, Jacob’s lips were on mine. Hard. His kiss was ravenous, holding a promise of more to come, and I melted against him. His palms cradled my cheeks and our mouths parted, and then his tongue was entwining with mine, exploring my mouth, sending a rush of excitement through my system as I waited for more, craving it and begging for it with every moan that escaped my mouth between kisses.
He paused to rip his T-shirt off, and then he ran his hands over my breasts and up along my collarbone, before holding my face again and pressing his lips back to mine. God, if his kisses felt like this, I could only imagine what his cock felt like deep inside of me.
I panted for breath as he left a trail of kisses from my mouth to my chest. He filled his mouth with my left nipple, rolling his tongue around the stiff nub. In mere seconds, I was wet and tingling, full of desire. My hands wrapped around his waist, squeezing his ass and fumbling at the boxers he’d put on. I pulled them down, and they fell to the ground. My eyes closed as my hands wrapped around his hard cock. I squeezed him ever so slightly, and he groaned against me, his mouth crashing back against mine as I stroked him.
His fingers crept down and found my pussy, teasing my lips apart to see how wet I was. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks, rolling them in his palms, his fingers running down my slit from behind, all the way back to my pussy. His fingers fluttered over my clit, and he murmured something in my ear about how wet I was for him. It only made me wetter.
I drew back and stared at Jacob’s body, almost unable to believe this was really happening. His chest was chiseled like a marble statue and lined in black tattoos. My eyes ran over him and quickly moved to his cock, which was still standing at attention, long and hard. He smirked at the hungry look in my eyes as I stared, and he pushed me back to the bed until I fell with a gasp. Then he was between my legs, pressing his hands to my inner thighs, spreading me wide as he leaned down. I let out a whimper as his lips brushed along the line where my legs met my most sensitive parts.
Gripping my thighs, he raised my knees until I was totally flat on my back, and he pressed his mouth to my mound. I moaned. He found my folds with his tongue, and I gripped the bedsheets, needing to hold on for control. My stomach fluttered like mad as he traced his tongue up and down my lips, tasting every inch of me, and then I gasped as he pressed his nose to the hood of my mound before nudging my clit to the sound of the moans and whimpers spilling from my lips.
He began to lick, his tongue hot and wet, every little part of me. Over and over, long and slow, he stroked from the bottom to the top, soft and gentle. Pleasure flickered through my core, sending waves tingling outwards, and before long he had me squirming and unashamedly begging for more. His swirling tongue was teasing, relentless, and I moved ever closer to the edge. My breaths began to come out more like gasps. As my thighs trembled and my back tried to arch off the bed, Jacob’s fingers tightened their grip on my legs, keeping them separated.
My hips rolled as I grinded against his face, and soon his fingers wanted a piece of the action. He placed a finger at my tight opening and eased it inside me until I was riding his mouth and hand. I moaned. My fingers dug harder into the sheets on either side of me, and I swallowed hard, trying to stop myself from screaming. I wanted to touch him, needed to touch him. The sensations were too much, and I could barely breathe. I was close. Very close. Every inch of his tongue against my clit had my entire body on fire, creating such powerful reactions that I worried I might scream the house down and wake my parents if I didn’t keep some semblance of control.
Gasping for much-needed air as he continued to play with me, I knew I was finally right on the verge, tipping over the edge of the proverbial cliff. My toes curled in expectation, and I bucked my hips, still grinding against Jacob’s face as he commanded my body to come without words.
My legs quivered like jelly as the waves of my orgasm washed across my skin, and Jacob didn’t stop. Instead he spread me wider as his tongue lapped up my juices. I was so desperate for him now; I wanted to beg him to take me with his cock. But my lips were still spilling forth moans and gasps, and I couldn’t even make out the words right now.
He’d left me senseless already.
He came back up and took my lips in another kiss, and I moaned into his mouth, wrapping my hand around his neck and holding on as my body continued to quake and shudder. His hands snaked up and down my bare skin, pulling me against him, and my pulse raced in anticipation as I waited for him to give me more.
“Gotta find a rubber,” he whispered. He finally pulled away and left the bed for a moment to hunt for the jeans he’d worn today so he could grab some protection, and I sighed as I waited. This experience was exactly what I needed right now. Over the last few weeks I’d been so down in the dumps, so hung up on being treated badly by James, but no more. I chose to ignore that drama now. I chose happiness. I chose pleasure.
I chose Jacob.
I lifted my hips, readying myself to take him as he climbed above me again, and when I felt the head of his hard cock bumping up against my entrance, I groaned loudly. “Please, Jacob!”
With one hard thrust, he was inside me, and I gasped and bit my lower lip as he slowly moved all the way inside, inch by massive inch. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply as my body quickly grew accustomed to his girth, the occasional loud moan spilling out, and his groin bumped up against my clit as he withdrew and thrust back in. I could hear him grunting above me, but my own cries of bliss drowned most of the sound out as I lost myself in the sensations.
I was already close to the edge again. So very close.
I loved having Jacob’s hard body sliding over mine, his broad chest rubbing against my breasts. I reached my hands around him and gripped his ass cheeks as he pumped into me, and his body tensed as he grunted. Just as I felt the first stirrings of my second orgasm, Jacob withdrew from me and rolled onto his back, lusty eyes taking in every soft inch of my curves. “I want to see you ride my cock,” he said. There was no question. It was a command.
I did as he said and straddled him. With a low moan, I lowered myself back onto his hardness, my eyes closing as he filled me so wonderfully. His big hands reached for my waist, holding me up as I rode him hard, moving up and down and grinding myself against his body. He met my moves with his own thrusts from below, and one of his hands soon moved down, cupping my mound and giving my clit the extra stimulation I needed to grind to an earth-shattering climax.
My whimpers and gasps filled the room, and Jacob groaned as my muscles contracted and tightened around him, milking his cock in wild spasms. I was so lost in my pleasure that I could barely breathe, and he rolled me onto my back again, sliding in and out of me even harder and deeper. I gasped and whimpered as he slammed into me, and his breaths turned harsher as he drew closer to his own orgasm. With a grunt, he finally came, and we lay still for a long time afterwards, wrapped up in each other’s arms.
“I hope your parents didn’t hear all that,” Jacob finally murmured, and I giggled.
“Oh, god. How embarrassing. If they say anything tomorrow, I’ll die of shame.”
“It’s their fault. They’re the ones who insisted we share a room.”
“True,” I said. “My childhood bedroom, no less.”
“Yeah, how could we not be aroused with all these football posters and teddy bears everywhere?” he asked with a grin.
“Exactly,” I said, giggling again.
“So is this a ‘what happens in Santa Barbara stays in Santa Barbara’ kinda thing?” he asked. “Or is it gonna happen again?”
I smiled and snuggled closer to him. ‘We’ll see,” I replied. “We’ll see…”