“Fine, I’ll just read my book.” I pick up my e-reader again as I mope because I can’t stand the not knowing. I contemplate overpowering him and grabbing his laptop so I can see, but since I’m hanging upside down on the couch, the chances of that plan working out are slim to none, as I won’t be able to get up quickly enough. That, and the fact that I don’t have the required ninja skills to pull off such a stunt.
I try to focus on the words on my page. There’s good stuff going on. An abduction, an ascension, and all kinds of action that I’ve been waiting on for months, but I just really have to know.
I push the thought away that I don’t really care about the movie, that I’m just searching for reasons to spend more time with Jonah. And the idea that I’m looking for a kiss is absolutely ridiculous. Na-ah. Not what I’m thinking about. I’m so not thinking about pushing my lips against his.
I get up from my position and sit up straight. “Fine.”
“Fine what?” he asks.
“I’ll give you a kiss.”
He looks way too cocky when I say that, and I immediately want to reconsider. But I also want to kiss him because he’s a good kisser and I liked kissing him. And I want to know what movie he’s watching. Totally not forgetting that.
It’s so weird to go from talking to him to kissing him. Suddenly I’m hyper aware of the whole scene. Shifting from my position on the couch, I lean towards him as he just sits there and waits to see what I’ll do.
When I’m finally near him, I push my lips softly against his. Technically, we’re kissing, but both of us act like it’s our first kiss and we just hold still while our lips touch. We keep staring at each other with wide open eyes and before we know it, we’re both laughing out loud. Our teeth click as we’re grinning because we’re too close and shaking with laughter. The weird mood changes as we laugh, because then we’re back to just being us. Back to Jonah and Morgan, who used to play and who knew every secret of one another. The familiarity of that is so warming, I crush my mouth to his and kiss him in earnest.
The kiss intensifies as he takes me into his arms and presses his body against mine. He licks the seam of my upper lip and I open up for him. Our tongues find each other like magnets, and we playfully tease one another, going back and forth in who’s kissing who.
When he pulls back, I’m left feeling empty. I want him to keep going. Until he starts kissing a path to my ear, that is, giving me goosebumps when he reaches the soft spot beneath my ear and bites my lobe soon after. My whole body shivers.
“DeadPool,” he whispers, and I can’t help but laugh out loud again. I'd forgotten all about the fucking movie and he damn well knows it.
As he picks up my e-reader and hands it to me, he tells me to get back to my book. The look in his eyes has darkened and my belly tightens. I don’t care what happens in my book, I’ve got the real deal sitting on my couch.
“How about we go have some fun together first?”
The voice that comes out of my mouth sounds uncertain and I scold myself for it. I’d love to be the bad ass vixen that seduces men like she does it every day. But I’m not her. Maybe the boys can teach me how to be her, and I make a mental note to remind myself to make them teach me. Because that’s absolutely normal for friends to do, right?
Jonah doesn’t answer me, but he sets my e-reader on the coffee table and pushes me back against the couch. He hovers his body over me and settles between my legs.
“I’d love to have some fun right now,” he answers as he starts kissing me again. It’s a more passionate kiss than before and it reminds me of the one we shared in Tempest. He doesn’t hold anything back and seems to put his soul into it. I’m impatiently trying to pull his shirt over his head, which he helps me with once I manage to get him stuck. He reciprocates my gesture as he pulls me up from the couch, taking my shirt off as well and wastes no time as my bra almost gets torn off before it's tossed to the floor. Growling he looks at my breasts, bends down to kiss them as if he’s a starving man in front of an all you can eat food fest.
He isn’t gentle with them, and I don’t want him to be. My hands tangle in his brown hair and I’m so glad it’s long enough to grab hold of it. I arch my back as he sucks on my nipple and then gently bites on it. We’re acting like we’re in a rush for the finish line. I don’t know what kind of race we’re participating in, but we’re both giving it our all.
He pushes his hand beneath the waistband of my skirt. Not wasting any time, he pushes my panties to the side and his fingers find my slick heat.
“Jesus Mor, you’re dripping.”
“Shut up,” I moan, “you’re so hard your dick is hurting my leg.”
“I’ve been this hard for weeks,” he admits, as he keeps touching me wherever he can. “Since we kissed in Tempest, this is all that’s been on my mind. Even after I touched myself, I ended up with a semi.”
Just a few meagre weeks ago, his words would’ve shocked the living hell outta me, but the Sexual Revolution I was currently living through, made sure it only aroused me more. His fingers slide through my folds and as he touches my clit, I almost lift off of the couch.
“And then you decide to let us get all frisky in Dominium, but Gil suddenly becomes a good boy and decides I can’t fucking touch you.”
He sticks two fingers inside of me as he starts to pump furiously, and I buck against his hand. His thumb finds my clit without any hesitation, and he starts rubbing it in the same brutal rhythm as his pumping fingers.
“While all I wanted to do was touch you all over until everything you felt was pleasure. So yeah, you’re right I’m harder than a freaking diamond. You’re so incredibly beautiful, I don’t understand why we’re not all over you all the fucking time.”
By the time he’s done talking, I’m panting like I ran a marathon and I start building towards an orgasm. I push my hand between us so I can palm Jonah’s dick, but he stops me.
“We’ll play in a bit. I’m going to make you scream first.”
I seriously doubt he’s going to make me though, as I’m not vocal in the bedroom. But when my muscles start to tighten and I’m on the edge of bliss, he sucks so hard on my nipple I actually do release a scream when I climax.
The sensation pulses through my body while he keeps pumping his fingers and my walls start to convulse around them. My limbs are numb and I’m not able to catch my breath. Climaxing has made me slow down a little, but Jonah is still way up there in his frantic need to touch.