Sucking in a breath that she hoped steadied her, she said, “What?”
Oh, she’d heard him well enough, but shock built deep within her and spread outward until it encompassed every part of her body and soul. Jonas swallowed, and the rough sound of it in the stillness of the truck was monumental.
“I want to hear you say it again, Sasha.” He leaned closer so that his breath teased the arch of her cheek. “Tell me you’re in love with me again.” Her chest rose and fell forcefully.
He wanted to hear her say it again? Could she utter those words that had she had kept buried inside of her for far too long again? Swallowing the thick lump that now took residency in her throat, Sasha took one more steadying breath before she spoke.
“I’m in love with you, Jonas.”
An almost choked sound left him, and he brought his other hand up to cup her cheek. The heavy, callused weight of it felt so good, and she leaned into his touch more. She wanted him to kiss her so damn badly, and as if she said the words out loud, his mouth was on hers.
The taste of the beer he had drunk and his natural flavor filled her mouth, and she moaned against his lips. At the first touch of his tongue along the seam of her mouth, she didn’t hesitate to open for him.
The sound of his deep groan was the sexiest noise she had ever heard. Something inside of her snapped, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and plastered herself against him. Her breasts pressed against his hard, muscular chest, but it was when he hauled her over his lap so her pussy came into contact with his erection that the real pleasure slammed into her.
He lifted his hips and further pressed his hard shaft between her thighs.
“God, Sasha.” He broke the kiss and murmured the words as he trailed his mouth down her neck. “You have no idea how long I have wanted to hear you say those words and to feel you just like this.”
The vibration from his words speared through her neck and sent tingles to her pussy.
A gasp left her when he scraped his teeth along her skin. “You have?” This was all too unreal, like she was in a dream or an alternate universe.
How had these events transpired so quickly? She had only gotten back in town yesterday, had only seen Tanner and Jonas tonight after years of avoiding them, but here she was, touching Jonas the way she always wanted to.
He cupped her ass, and she wished she had worn a skirt or dress to make his access easier. He latched his mouth on hers again and started rocking her back and forth on his erection. Even though they both wore jeans, she could feel every sensation of his hardness pressing against her pussy.
The seam from her jeans and the force with which he moved her back and forth on him caused a delicious sensation to move through her clit. She grew wetter, felt her clit swell, and knew that if she didn’t stop this things would escalate.
But despite knowing this logically, she couldn’t bring herself to stop what they were doing.
“You feel good on me, Sasha.” He moved her faster, pressed her down harder, and brought her closer to pleasure without penetration.
A gasp left her, and her heart raced as adrenaline tore through her cells and saturated her arms and legs.
“I can tell how wet you are, even through your jeans.” He nipped at the side of her mouth. “I can smell the sweet musk that spills from your pussy.” Jonas groaned at his own words and worked her even more frenziedly on him. “I want to bury my cock so deep inside of you, fuck you so damn hard, that neither of us can catch our breath.”
His words were dirty and erotic and fueled her arousal to the nth degree. Her orgasm crested inside of her and spread outward. She wasn’t in control of her actions anymore. The way her head fell back and her eyes closed and the way she put her pussy flush with his cock and rode herself on him was as if she was on autopilot.
She was vaguely aware of gripping his shoulders and digging her nails into the hard muscles. Moans and the sound of breathless panting filled the interior of the truck, but she didn’t know if they came from him or her.
“That’s it, Sasha.”
She slowed her movements as her orgasm waned. Resting her head on his shoulder, Sasha didn’t let herself think about what had just happened. Jonas rubbed her back in slow sweeps of his hand.
“Talk to me, sweetheart. Tell me what’s going through that pretty head of yours.” Even when she tried to pull back, he wouldn’t let her move. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around her, as if he feared she would run away. She couldn’t really blame him because, at every opportunity, that is exactly what she had done.
“I don’t know what to say, Jonas.” And she didn’t because, yes, she was in love with him, but she also loved Tanner. How in the hell did you tell someone that?
“Just say what’s in your heart.” He lifted her away from him but kept one hand on the back of her head.
“I knew I loved you since I was old enough to know what the emotion was. I used to watch you walk down the halls at school, wishing you would notice me. I spent my entire adolescent years pining for you. Then you went off to college, and I thought maybe the distance would be good for me, help to clear my head, because I knew nothing could ever start between us. You were my brother’s best friend and totally off-limits.”
He leaned forward and rested his forehead against hers. “Time didn’t help, distance didn’t work, and you avoiding me didn’t make me stop loving you.”
Their eyes were locked, and every word he said was like a little bit of himself absorbing into her.
“And I knew you were avoiding me.” He swept his finger along her cheek and smiled. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, Sasha. Far longer than I care to admit.”