“We are.”
“No strings.”
“No.”
She eased herself out of his arms and opened the car door against the rain. He hooked his fingers over the steering wheel and watched as she jogged up the front steps to her apartment building – he didn’t want to follow – he knew this shouldn’t happen. But as she opened the door and turned around in the doorway to gaze at him, he couldn’t resist.
He quickly parked up, then climbed out and followed – pulling her close and kissing her passionately in the foyer.
“I need to fuck you senseless,” he said. “I want to make you come harder than ever before.”
She burst into laughter – probably unused to being spoken to like that. “It’s a deal.”
They held hands and rushed up to her apartment, both alive with the passion of the moment – energized by the driving rain.
She slammed the front door and they kissed again. She couldn’t believe she was about to do this with such a gorgeous guy. But somehow his reckless lust for life was rubbing off on her.
“You should take off those wet things,” he said. “Or maybe I’ll give you a hand.”
Astrid fondled the top button of her shirt as lust pounded hard through her body. She was still unsure whether this was a good idea. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to – but she wanted to far too much. Jake was one big heartache wrapped up in a handsome body of pure muscle. And it was clear he wasn’t into her as much as she was him… But he was gorgeous… And the way he’d tackled that gunman had really turned her on – after the fear had faded. Okay… no strings. She could do that.
Jake fingered her buttons. “Your hands are shaking. Let me help you.”
He reached out and undid her top buttons, running his strong fingers over the top of her breasts. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
Jake smirked into her eyes – he knew the effect he was having on her. He reached up and undid his tie, then let it drop to the floor. Maintaining eye contact he undid the buttons of his own shirt – as confident as a stripper. He pulled back his shirt from his shoulders and revealed his sculpted muscles and toned torso – he smoldered with sexuality and sizzling confidence.
A wave of arousal rippled up from Astrid’s thighs, pinning her to the floor. “Fuck, you’re sexy,” she said.
Jake chuckled. Then he stepped forward, gazing into her eyes. “Time for you to strip for me now.”
Astrid gasped with desire, trying not to climax before he’d even touched her. “Me?”
He realized she was shy, so he took control. He rested a hand on her shoulder and stepped behind her, then he halted so close that she could feel his breath on her neck – sending pure lust into every cell of her body. He massaged her shoulders and sucked her earlobe.
“Relax, Astrid. Let me take care of you.”
He continued to rub his commanding fingers into her tense shoulders from behind and nibbled her ear, making her gasp. Then he slid his hands over her breasts and gently squeezed, causing desire to flash through her. Her heart pounded hard as he lowered his face to caress her neck with his soft lips.
He whispered into her ear. “I want to bend you over and fuck you into a frenzy.”
“Oh god…”
He slid one hand across the back of her curvy waist and hips, then he grasped her butt with his strong hands.
Astrid’s heart-rate surged. Jake was tantalizing, and her body was desperate to be possessed by him.
“Tell me you want me, Astrid,” he said. “That you want me to make your beautiful body sing out with ecstasy.”
She could hardly speak. “I want this…”
“Say the words,” he commanded. “I need to know you want this as much as I do.”
She gazed powerfully into his eyes. “I want you to make love to me, Jake.”
“Music to my ears.”
He ran his fingers along the collar of her shirt, then gripped it in his strong hands, before stripping it roughly down from behind – exposing her shoulders and bra. She could see her breasts rising and falling frantically as she breathed hard from arousal. He tied the long sleeves of her shirt in a knot behind her – with her cuffs remaining fastened so she was bound.