Read Me, Baby (Man of the Month Club)

Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15

NINA

Everything about Jay is new to me. His actions, his words. And I’m slowly falling for it all.

Which means, I have a choice to make now. It’s a choice to allow myself to feel, allow myself to fall for a good man. There’s nothing about him that scares me, except that he is just too good . He is actually everything I envisioned for myself while reading story after story. A hard worker, family and friend oriented. Not a showman.

So can I have that? Does this really exist?

Well, I guess it does. He’s driving me to his house as we speak.

We pull into his driveway, and he cuts the engine. We both get out and walk to his front door. The moment we’re through it and closed behind us, he’s on me, the passion and excitement so great I feel him vibrating against me.

“I have no idea how I got us home but if I don’t kiss you right now, I may just die.”

“What are you waiting for then?”

He backs me up against the door placing his hands on either side of my head on the door. “I’m waiting for you to tell me what you need, Nina.”

“Me?” I choke out.

“Yes, you. I told you I’d give you anything you ask for. I also told you I’d help you find your voice. So tonight? We’re going to do just that.” He leans against me, grinding his hips into mine. His cheek brushes mine and his breath is hot on my ear. “Ask me, Nina.”

“Kiss me, J–.”

He takes my mouth before I finish the sentence and I wrap my arms around his neck. He bends, scooping me under my ass and I wrap my legs around his waist. We kiss, tongues battling and lips clinging. I’ve never felt passion like this, and I revel in the ‘I need you now’ moment.

He walks with me down the hall to his bedroom, nuzzling my neck and whispering to me as we walk. He’s encouraging and safe. He feels like home.

He places me on the bed, stepping out of my hold and kicks off his shoes. I slide my sandals off and crawl back onto the bed.

“Ask me.”

“I don’t know what to ask for,” I whisper hesitantly.

His chest expands before he lets out a breath. “What do you feel?”

“I feel...” my sentence lingers while I try to find the words. “I feel like electricity is running through my veins.”

“That's a good way to put it.” He nods, stepping closer as he smiles. “So what do you want me to do about it?”

I have a thousand words bumping around in my head, but I have no idea how to string them together. “I want you to fix it.” I mumble out, feeling embarrassed the moment it leaves my lips.

“And how do I fix it?”

“Jay!”

“Nina,” he replies with the same exasperation.

“Just...” I wave my hands around. “Just touch me! I need you to touch me!”

“With fucking pleasure.” He growls, pulling his shirt over his head. He’s quick to cover my body with his, lying me down on the bed and sliding his hands under my shirt, his fingertips grazing my skin. He takes my mouth again covering it with a kiss to end all kisses. I could die right here, right now, with his lips on mine and his fingers on my skin.

“There are so many things I want to say to you to reassure you of how I feel. That this isn’t a passing thing. It’s not a one off date. And it absolutely is not my norm to bring someone home.” My heart beats faster with each of his declarations. “But I don’t want to scare you with all of that just yet.”

I bite my bottom lip, feeling more giddy than ever before, trying to keep my smile from spreading.

“So you’re saying I’m special?” I tease, shifting my hips and feeling just how excited he is at having me in his bed.

“I’m saying I see many nights like this.” He kisses me once more, stealing my breath from me. I gently push him back and sit up, holding his stare. I reach for the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head. His eyes hold mine, and I know he’s fighting looking down. I see his lips twitch and I smile.

He quickly sheds his clothes and I admire his toned stomach and arms. I trace the tattoo with my fingers, lightly.

He lays me back down and leans on his arm beside me, running his hand over my shoulders and down my front between my breasts, teasing the lace that covers me as we continue to kiss. I’ve never had someone take their time before and this sensual feeling is too much.

He pulls at the straps then slides to my back, releasing the clasp and peeling it from my body. His eyes take me in and I don't feel shy, I feel empowered. He’s looking at me like I’m the only one he’s ever seen.

He lays his palm flat on my chest, running it up to my neck, carefully circling it and biting at my lip before dragging his hand back down to my belly. His large hand spans my stomach, as his eyes follow the trail of his fingers on my skin.

Every sweep of his fingers makes my breath catch. He takes his pointer finger and slides it just under the band of my panties. Every move he makes is done with care and precision, like he’s memorizing me and also not trying to scare me away.

The intimacy in everything he does takes my breath away. He circles my nipple with his finger before looking at me then leaning down and taking me in his mouth. His palm slides down to my ass, hooking my leg over his and I rock into him, his thick cock between my legs.

I gasp and he chuckles. “Don’t worry, I’m going to take my time.”

My eyes widen and he adds, “I forgot, you haven't been spoken to.” An evil gimmer takes over. “Let me get you on track.”

He rocks into me, making slow movements, then speeding up and slowing down again. Wave after wave washes through my stomach at the intense need. I pull at my panties, sliding them down my legs and he smiles. “Need me that bad huh?”

I nod, taking his lips once more. “Not yet,” he speaks against my lips. “I need to taste you first.”

My eyes roll as he rolls me to my back and makes his way down my body. I stretch my arms over my head enjoying this feeling of being revered. “Look at me baby.”

I look down my body seeing him between my legs as his tongue peeks out, flicking at my clit and I buck my hips. He rumbles a low laugh before placing his hands over my lower belly. “Hold still, Nina. This is my favorite part.”

He latches on and begins to suck in delicious intervals. My hips move in rhythm with his tongue and it only takes a few minutes for him to bring me to the edge.

“Jay!” I call out just as he slows his movement once more. “Keep going.”

“Are you almost there?” He asks against my body. I nod, out of breath. “Need me to get you there?”

“Yes!”

He inserts a finger and flicks at my clit, never taking his eyes from mine. “I need to see you come, Nina. I need to see how you look with my tongue in your pussy, while you cry out my name.”

Oh, his words alone are enough to take me there. One more lick and I’m crying out his name, riding his face. He brings me down, slowly before kissing the insides of my thighs and stroking along my legs with his hands. He comes to kneeling before reaching for a condom in his drawer.

“Please don’t think more about why those are there.” He says sheepishly.

“Did you just buy them, or are they left over?”

He laughs, opening the pack and rolling it on. “Definitely not left over. They're brand new.”

I narrow my eyes. “Why are they brand new?”

“Because I knew if I ever had the chance to have you in my bed I wouldn’t blow it because I didn’t have protection.”

I watch, a little nervous at the size of him as I say, “Jay … “

“Just relax baby and let me in.”

He rubs his cock against my pussy, before pushing in gently. His hands grip my waist and he pulls me close with each thrust, picking up his pace as he rolls his hips. I move his hands to cover my breasts where he plays with my nipples and he enters me time and again.

He leans down, pressing his lips against mine as he pistons his hips in and out, his thrusts deep as he works to push me over the edge. He slows his movements and our eyes lock as the moment intensifies. Rising back to his knees, his hands move back to my hips and he works himself in and out in short thrusts, again and again as he rubs my clit.

He leans back, sliding out of me and falling to his side, urging me to climb on top.

“Work for it, Nina. Let me see how you want it.”

I sink onto him, moving my hips in tight circles, and he palms my breasts, squeezing and kneading as he whispers words of affirmation.

“I’m the one your pussy’s been needing, aren't I? Tell me Nina. Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how well we fit. Look down, baby. Watch how well you take me.”

He rubs my clit firmly while I ride him then loops an arm around my waist, holding me tight as he begins to thrust from under me. I’m bouncing on top and have never felt more alive. Nothing about sex has ever been like this for me.

Within minutes we’re calling out together.

“Oh fuck! Oh Nina.”

“Jay!”

I fall forward and he catches me, slowly undulating beneath me, running his hands all over my back. I fall to the side, and he rolls with me, before pulling out.

“That was wow, oh my god,” I say breathlessly.

He smirks. “Was it my dick or my words?”

I laugh, slapping at his chest as he pulls me close, nuzzling at my ear.

“You’ve been the best surprise in Magnolia Point in a long time, Nina.”