“Hell yes,” he said, his breath coming in the same heated pants as my own.
“Then yes.” And I didn’t have to say another word because his arm was a steel band around me, and he lifted me up as I wrapped my arms around his neck again. He kissed me again with one hand on my ass, and suddenly I was burning up. We had on way too many clothes, and I was really going to do this.
Need consumed trepidation, but when I tugged Jake’s hair, he broke the kiss to meet my gaze.
“I have a bed.”
“You have a bed,” he said with a hint of delight. “Yes, you do.” Then he was striding through the apartment to my room. I was only half aware of the cats scattering. I’d make it up to them later, and I still had homework to do.
But Jake was here right now.
When I landed on the bed, I got a front row seat to him pulling out his wallet before he stripped off his shirt and then the rest of his clothes followed.
It didn’t matter that I’d seen him naked before.
Nothing mattered except right here and right now.
Chapter Seventeen
When did you sleep last night?
If I’d thought I was burning up before, it had nothing on the heat sweeping through me as I stared at a naked Jake. I’d seen him naked the week before. We’d showered together. We’d done a lot of things together, and it had been mind-blowing. At the same time, this was different. I had a much better idea of what I had to look forward to and a far more precise idea of what I wanted to do.
My nipples were hard as marble beneath the cups of my bra. My mouth watered, and the shivers racing over my skin reminded me of the way he trailed his fingers along my arm. Clamping my thighs together against the need surging through me, I lifted my gaze to meet his. The harsh sound of our breathing rippled through the silence of the room.
“Can I…” I licked my lips, and Jake raised his brows.
“Can you what, baby girl?”
That was a whole new affection, and it settled over me like a lazy caress and sank into my bones. The roughness of his voice added to the strokes teasing me, and we weren’t even touching each other. Why weren’t we touching each other?
I pushed to the end of the bed, reaching behind me to undo my bra. “Can I put my mouth on you?” The awkwardness in the question echoed against me and my face was on fire, but I didn’t look away as Jake grinned.
The bra slipped down, and Jake trailed his gaze over me, before stepping forward and sliding his hands to my hips. “You want to suck me off?”
The response sent another shudder through me. This close, it was hard to ignore the thick, swollen length of his erection. It was a ruddy color, redder than the rest of him. The tan on his chest and legs was from spending so much time outside, but his hips and buttocks weren’t pale. His skin tone was deeper than mine. But his cock was red, the tip swollen and shiny, the mushroom shaped head engorging the more I stared at him.
I nodded slowly, aware of the flush spreading from my face to my chest. “I do, never done it before…”
He chuckled, and the low, baritone quality went straight to my pussy, and I clenched as everything went low and hot. “Baby girl, just watch your teeth, and I will happily let you learn whatever you want to on me, but it’s killing me not touching you at the moment.”
I stood up as he hooked his fingers into my pants, the button flicked open, and the zipper descended. Not once did he look away from me. The warmth of his hands on my skin before he began shoving them down—panties and all—had me sighing.
“Should I pinch myself?” The question slipped out as he crouched, and I had to brace a hand on his shoulder as he tugged off my shoes, and then I was stepping out of the pants.
With a light scrape of his teeth, he kissed my thigh and then nuzzled his nose right between them, and another bolt of lust shot through me.
“I’ll take care of the pinching,” he said lazily, before sucking a kiss to the inside of my thigh almost exactly where Archie had, and I slid my fingers into his hair a second before he swiped his tongue from my entrance to my clit.
On wobbling legs, I almost fell, but Jake kept me steady as I sank onto the bed. He never lost contact as he wedged his shoulders between my legs and deepened that carnal kiss. The rasp of stubble stung, even as he sucked tightly against my clit. The coiled tension ratcheted higher. A whining note escaped my throat as he spread his hot hands against my legs and pushed them higher and wider.
I was embarrassingly wet, but the discomfort faded under the sucking kisses and deep, tongue thrusting probes. The low moaning sounds he made vibrated against me, and all of a sudden, it hit me. Jake enjoyed what he was doing, this wasn’t just about how wonderful it felt to me. Gratitude swelled in me, curving alongside delight. Tonguing me was giving Jake pleasure, and I wanted to give him more.
“Fuck…” I groaned as I fell back against the bed and arched my pelvis. I couldn’t get any purchase with my feet, and still, I strained toward the orgasm rapidly unraveling. One minute I was on the edge, and the next, I swore I squirted a little as I fisted my comforter. Every muscle in my body seemed to go rigid, and I couldn’t catch my breath.
Jake laughed against my pussy as he slowed his nuzzling caresses, and I glanced down the length of me to find him watching me with hot eyes. The moment our gazes met, he stroked my clit again and an aftershock rolled through me, and I think I might have screamed a little.
“I love that sound.” Every word vibrated to my core, and then he was crawling up me, pausing to kiss and lick a path to my breasts. He sucked on one nipple, hard, fierce, and biting. Clasping my hands to his shoulders, I let out another cry. He ground his hips against mine, the length of his cock snug against my still fluttering pussy, and then Jake kissed me.