Zach
Jade’s asleep, curled up on the couch with her head lying on the arm rest, her body balled up under the throw blanket. She looks peaceful, her body relaxed, her face carefree. She’s beautiful with her hair flowing down her neck and tumbling across her shoulders.
Gently, I scoop her up and she wraps her hands around my neck, resting her head on my chest. “What are you doing?” Her voice is still half asleep.
“Putting you in the bed.”
Her body tenses as she jerks her head up, pressing down with her legs. “Put me down.”
“I will when I get you in the bed.”
“I told you I’m not going to stay with you.” She wiggles and I tighten my grip.
“You will tonight.”
She cranes her neck to look me in the eyes, madder than hell. “I may be pregnant with your baby but that doesn’t make you my boss.”
I’m craving to kiss her sassy mouth when I place her ass on the bed and crouch in front of her to remove her shoes. “No, it doesn’t. But I want you here tonight. We just openly admitted to being together, which means you can actually be in my bed without worrying. No more sneaking around.”
She tilts her head. “You just want to fuck.”
It surprises a laugh out of me. “I always want to, but tonight that can wait. I just want you in my bed with my arms around you.”
“I—” she starts to protest and I interrupt.
“Just stay with me tonight.” It’s a soft plea, bordering on aggravation.
Her gaze is filled with something sweet wrapped in her stubbornness, her hair cradling her face. Jade Lauder is a stunning woman. She cups my face and pulls me to her lips. The kiss is hungry, yet slow, gentle and not hard, like satin drifting across the skin. It’s a whisper, a silent prayer as her tongue sweeps across mine.
I slide her shirt over her head and untie her bikini top, allowing her breasts to fall freely, and tug her shorts down her legs as she yanks my shirt off. Slowly, I lean her back on the bed, leading her by a kiss. I rain soft touches over the silky skin of her throat and down to her tits. A small moan fills the room as I gently caress her, tweaking her perky nipples, and continuing to make love to her mouth.
I lower my head and rouse her nipple, flicking my tongue over it and gently blowing. She arches her back, drifting her hands over my shoulders. Her hips rock against me, desperate for some friction. Slowly, I press my lips along her stomach and over her hips as I slide off the bed onto my knees before her. Her chest rises and falls with anticipation and then she jerks as I lave up her right leg, heavily up her calf. Her body twitches with need.
“Oh…” she gasps as I skim her clit.
I press into her. She’s wet, always ready for me, and tight as fuck. “So ready, Jade. You want my dick in you?” I whisper low, dancing my tongue back across her sensitive skin.
Her walls clamp around my finger and she moans, slow and drawn out. Starving for more. She’s never been much of a talker, but her sounds are seductively amatory. Her legs begin to tremble as I pump my fingers into her, lapping her. But I don’t want her coming without me. I need her to share this moment with me.
I crawl back up her body, pushing down my shorts and then making my way back to her flushed skin.
“What is it you want, Jade?” I tease thickly.
She slams her hands into my hair, and yanks my mouth to hers as she wraps her legs around my waist. Reaching down, I line up and slowly sink into her, hissing from the euphoria. And once I’m buried, I hold still, allowing her to adjust and me to calm the fuck down.
Her hips gyrate and I rock languidly. She pants as I moan my rapture. She forms her hands around my jaw, her thumbs rubbing over my cheek. It’s the little shit like this… The shit that I know has feelings behind it.
I’m taking my time, keeping my pace slow because this time, it’s not just a fuck. It’s my confession. I’ve wanted to love her all my life. I have loved her all my life.
Her eyes are closed, mouth parted. A glisten of sweat covers her skin. She’s a glorious sight. I cradle her head and kiss her neck as we move in unison, indulging in the intense intimacy.
“Zach…” It’s the needing beck and call.
Picking up the pace, I give her what her trembling body wants. Long and profound strides, eliciting her orgasm. I pump with more force, pushing deeply as her body crumbles around me.
“Look at me baby,” I rasp, but she doesn’t, tipping her chin to the ceiling and digging her nails into my shoulders.
She hasn’t looked at me since I broke her heart, never giving me the chance to see it again.
Blinding white heat, ricochets through me and contracts my nuts. I shove, rooting myself as I come so fucking hard.
“Fuuuucckkk…” I groan in pleasure, using her shoulders as leverage to haul her down on me further.
She winces and writhes and cries out riding the glorious euphoria with me.
I drop my head beside hers. Her heartbeat slams against my chest, pounding. Mine mirrors the action. After our shudders slow, I roll to my side, pulling her with me so she’s resting on my chest.
A lazy smile tugs my lips. “You’re a fucking goddess.”
She breathes a giggle. “You’re fuck drunk.”
“I’m always fuck drunk with you whether we’ve fucked or not.”
The room is quiet as we lie here. Her fingers aimlessly drag across my chest, mine circling her shoulder.
“I want you to move in with me.” The words tumble out of my mouth.
Sated happiness melts away and she jerks to her elbow regarding me with horror. “What? No!”
“Why not?” It’s a simple question.
She slams out of the bed, shoving her legs into her shorts. “What the hell is wrong with you? I’m not moving in with you. I won’t move in with my brother when you kick me out on my ass. I have a life. One without you that I thoroughly enjoy.”
I roll out of the bed. “I want a life with you,” I blurt out, startling us both. She knows how I feel, but it’s not often I talk about it. Multiple rejections will do that to you.
She studies me. “You don’t have to be something you’re not because of a baby. All I want is for you to be a part of the baby’s life.”
“I want to be a part of your life,” I say.
Her head shakes violently as she backs away. “You’re delusional. You’re incapable of relationships. You’ve proven it and I’m not falling for it again.”
“My feelings for you haven’t changed,” I admit.
A scowl scrunches her face. “You’ve never had feelings for me. You broke my heart without a care. Without a fucking apology. Stop this. Don’t fuck up a good thing.”
She storms out of the bedroom and down the stairs. I grab my shorts and clumsily trip into them as I chase after her. “Ever think there was a fucking reason why I couldn’t stay away from you?” I call out after her.
She slides to a stop, spinning around to me. “Because we fuck good. Years and years of fabulous secret sex. It’s the thrill of being caught. The high of the excitement. It’s addicting. We desire each other. We’re compatible in that sense. You love fucking me and I love it when you do.”
I drag my hand through my hair. This isn’t going the way I had hoped. Only the way I knew it would and it’s frustrating the piss out of me. “I do love you. I’ve never stopped.”
Fire bursts from her eyes. “Then why did you leave me for her?” she explodes.
All the hurt in the world, all the hurt I caused wells up in her eyes, staring right at me.
“You told me to leave,” I reply simply.
“Your memory is skewed. You fucked me, and then you left. You…left…me, Zach. And the very next day you were back with Tiffany making it a point to rub it in my face.”
“She was my girlfriend. The one you told me to go back to and pretend it didn’t happen, like I wasn’t good enough. Open your damn eyes. I’ve been right here, right in front of you the entire time.”
“Only for hookups. Any other time, you’re with someone else. We had a good thing going until this,” she says.
“We can have an even better thing if you’d quit fighting it and just let us be.”
“Me?” she feigns shock.
“Yes, you. I’ve been fucking you, using it as an excuse to get any morsel of you that I can,” I fire back.
Her laugh is drenched with malice…just like her fucking brother’s. “You can sit there and play the victim all you want, but we both know what you did. You suckered me in. You made me fall for you and the moment I did, you walked right out of my life.”
“That’s not what happened and you know it. I was hours away in college and you didn’t want to be with me. I had no choice.”
“I begged you to be with me. I might as well have been on my knees pleading.”
My brows jump high. “You and Noah had just broken up. You didn’t want me, Jade. You wanted me to pick up those pieces and put them back together for someone else.”
“I broke up with Noah for you.”
I laugh. “Noah broke up with you for the same reason Tiffany left me. I tried so hard to hold on to her so I could get over you. But she knew. She wasn’t stupid. She knew I was in love with you, that she could never have my heart like you did. And for the record, you’ve broken my heart far worse than anyone could ever imagine.”
Malevolence rolls her eyes. “How the hell did I break your heart? Everyone knows Zachary Calloway doesn’t suffer from broken hearts. He causes them.”
I shift unable to stop the chuckle from rumbling out of my chest. “Remember when I first told you how I felt?”
Her mouth falls open before angry words sputter out. “You were fuck drunk!”
“How many times have I told you since?”
“Yet you spend a lot of time screwing every woman you run into,” she spits.
I arch a brow. “I’m not going to sit around and twiddle my thumbs love sick because you don’t want me. I’ve spent years looking at every woman and comparing them to you. I can’t feel for them because it doesn’t feel the way it does with you. I fuck them wishing they were you. I don’t do relationships because I only want one with you. Don’t you try punishing me for you pushing me out.”
She turns and walks out the door, slamming it behind her.