“I’m going to finish what I started in the barn. Then I’m taking you up to my room. I want to sleep pressed against you. Hell, I might make you warm my cock with your hot little ass as I fall asleep tonight.”
Jacob sputtered as he stared at me.
“I… um…”
“You don’t need to talk.”
Jacob slid his hands into my hair and pulled my head down until our lips met. The kiss was even more explosive than the one in the barn. I sank my teeth into his lower lip and tugged, making him moan. He tugged my shirt from my jeans and slid his hands under it so he could run them up and down my back. His light touch made me need more of his skin against mine.
I nibbled my way along his jaw, then kissed his neck, loving the feel of his rapid pulse against my lips. Then he wrapped a leg around me, opening himself up so I could grind against him harder. I knew if I didn’t slow down, I was going to be too rough. I wanted to own him in a way I wasn’t sure he was ready for. He’d loved the hard, deep fucking I’d given him in my truck, but I wanted to let my most primal self loose, and that couldn’t happen yet, maybe not ever.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing.” I walked him backward until his legs hit the edge of the chair he’d been sitting in. A light push at his chest had him sitting down.
I shoved his knees apart and sank between them. I wanted to taste him. I needed to know how fast I could make him lose it if I sucked his cock.
14
JACOB
“What are you doing?”
Grant raised his eyebrows. “Sweetheart, if you don’t know, you’re about to get a big surprise.”
“Sweetheart?” Had he really called me that?
“We’ll talk about that later.” I reached for him, and he grabbed my wrists, bringing them to the arms of the chair. “I’m in charge. I thought you got that.”
I bit my lower lip as I stared up at him. “Do you really… I didn’t think…”
“That what I wanted right now was to suck your cock until you were whimpering, crying, and begging for more?”
“I… Fuck, that’s hot.”
“It is. I want to do everything to you, every filthy thing I can think of.”
“But you said—”
“Forget everything I said. You’re mine. You’re moving into my room, and you’re staying there.”
I smiled, loving the way he said it like he thought I would challenge him.
“No more leaving the house. I don’t even want you out of my sight.”
“What about you? I want to know you’re safe.”
“I can handle anything. That’s my job.”
I hated how little he seemed to consider his own safety. “I don’t want you sacrificing yourself.”
“No more talking.” He rose onto his knees and kissed me until I was desperate for air, dizzy, and so fucking hard it hurt. He gripped my hips, pulling me to the edge of the chair so he could rock our cocks together.
“Please. Need you.”
“I know what you need. You have to trust me on that. I set the pace because otherwise I might hurt you.”
I shook my head. “You won’t. I want this as much as you do.”