CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Happy New Year
VANESSA
Jake whisks me into his arms and I let out a squeal. I’ve missed his toned arms wrapped around me, making me feel weightless. I always feel so small and protected by him.
It’s only been a few weeks, but oh my god, I’ve missed him. I missed the feeling of his calloused hands roaming my skin, teasing my clit, his lips nipping at my breasts and sucking on the tender skin behind my ear.I missed the way he would whisper sweet nothings into my ear, knowing how hot and bothered it got me.
Jake carries me from the couch all the way to my bed in what feels like seconds. He places me down gently, then climbs on top of me, keeping me imprisoned between his muscular thighs. God , I love his thick thighs. Thank the world for hockey men.
“I’ve missed you so much, angel girl.” The nickname sends a wave of heat straight down to my pussy. I’m probably going to come the second he thrusts into me—which I hope is any minute.
Slowly he peels off my clothes, as if he’s savoring every second he has with me. I don’t want him to go slow. I want him now, hard and fast.We have all night to take things slow, but I need him now. I feel like a starved animal and he’s the first piece of meat I found.
Am I salivating?
I lift my hips up to help him pull my pants down my legs more seamlessly, but he pushes my hips down in an almost primal way. That has me throbbing with anticipation.
As he pulls down his sweats, I see the outline of his dick straining against the spandex fabric of his boxers.The fact that he’s hard enough to stretch an already stretchy material to its limits should scare me, but my heart only beats faster in excitement.
Jake tosses my pants onto the floor and starts kissing his way back up to me. Starting at my ankle, leaving a trail of warm and wet kisses up my leg, onto my bare stomach, my breasts, my neck, and finally his lips find mine again.
“Tonight is all about you, baby. We can go as long as you want, but I want you to be coming as the clock strikes midnight so you start the year off right.”
Well, shit .
I look over at my clock, it’s only a little after nine. Does he plan on having sex for three hours? I mean, I won’t complain.
He brings his mouth back to my right nipple, sucking and grazing with his teeth. Every time he does that, my back arches, wanting more. He slips his fingers past the thin material of my underwear, lightly dusting over me, torturously. His calloused hands roam over me, barely touching me. I start to grind my hips to try to gain some sort of friction.If he thinks he’s going to tease me, he has another thing coming.
“I thought you said you would do whatever I asked.”
Jake looks up at me through his thick eyelashes, ones I would kill to have. “Tell me what you want, Vanessa.”
Normally I’d be a little shy asking him for something, but all my anxiety has gone out the window.
“Make me scream.”
“Anything for you, princess.”
Princess?
I don’t have time to react to the new term of endearment because his lips are on me faster than I can finish my thought. He immediately finds my clit as if he knows my body better than the back of his hand.I’d like to say that I’m surprised he’s so good at this, but I’m not. I know what he’s capable of, which is absolutely life-shattering, leg-shaking orgasms.
Jake runs his tongue down my center, before thrusting his tongue in me while using his thumb to rub circles over my clit. My fingers grip my duvet as I push my hips up, giving Jake easier access.He swaps positions with his tongue and finger, now back to sucking the bud of nerves while plunging two fingers into me. I grind my hips into his hand as he thrusts in and out of me while his tongue continues to drive me crazy.
His teeth graze my clit the same way they did to my nipple a few minutes ago. My core tightens and I can feel the orgasm coming. A moan escapes my lips, and Jake can tell I’m close. He can always fucking tell. He adds a third finger, still sucking and grazing my clit at the same time, and suddenly I come undone, his name slipping from my mouth. My vision goes a little hazy in the corners and my head feels light. Jesus, did that orgasm give me vertigo or something?
“Hmm, the moaning was nice. But I think you asked me to make you scream, didn’t you, angel girl?”
I look down at him and his eyes are wild, like he’s gone completely feral.
His lips are swollen and pink. I wanna kiss the hell out of him.
“You’re right,” I say between breaths, still trying to get air back in my lungs. I grab him by his hoodie, tugging him back up to me. I want to feel his chest and muscles against my bare body.
I tug at the hem of his sweater and he pulls the heavy material over his head. I take the time to do the same, but as I get the sweater over my shoulders, Jake grabs it, pulling it the rest of the way off.
“You’re so fucking perfect.”
I can be fully nude in front of this man and be comfortable, but the second he compliments me, my cheeks turn redder than a rose.
“Your perfect lips.” He kisses me again. “Your perfect neck.” He continues down until my breasts are in his hands. “Your perfect tits.”
“The only perfect thing is my body?”
“Fuck no.” He makes direct eye contact with me, as if I’d just asked the most idiotic question. “I’d say your eyes are perfect, but you’re half-blind. The shade of green has become my favorite color, though. Everything about you is perfect, Ness. I’m just letting you know about all the other parts I love. All the parts I want to give special attention to.”
That shuts me up.
He kisses me again and this time I open my mouth, letting him invade me, dominate me with his tongue. I glide my hand down his body, feeling every hard, toned muscle on my way down. I reach between us and grab his dick in my hands.
Holy shit, has it always been this big?
I swear the last time we had sex it wasn’t this…wide? Girthy? I don’t even know the proper term, all I know is that my neighbors are probably going to hate me after tonight.Maybe the New Year’s Eve parties will drown out my screaming.
I run a delicate finger over his head, using his precum as a makeshift lube, I start pumping my hand up and down, making him moan into my mouth.
“W-wait, I have an idea.”
He jumps off the bed, fully naked, and starts rummaging through my drawers.
I lean up on my elbows. “Something I can help you find?”
Jake pulls open the bottom drawer of my nightstand and pulls out my small purple vibrator.
“What are we gonna do with that?”
“I think you know exactly what we’re gonna do with it, yeah?” He raises an eyebrow at me in such a cocky way.
“Put your legs up here for me, baby.” He pats his shoulders, telling me where to position myself. The use of pet names would normally annoy me, but right now, it’s so hot. So, I oblige. He places a pillow underneath me to give himself better access.
I think I’m about to get pounded into a different dimension.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, baby.”
Jake runs the tip of his dick up and down my clit and pussy. He holds his dick in his hand and positions it at my opening. He slowly puts the tip in, making only shallow thrusts. It feels too good. I need more .I let out a soft whine—one that’s begging for him to fill me.
“What was that, angel girl? Use your words.” He stops thrusting altogether and I’m about ready to lose my mind.
“Fuck me, please .”
“Anything for you.”
He grabs my ankles and moves them both more inward so they’re still sitting on his shoulders, but closer to his neck. The pillow under me helps with our height difference; without it, my ass would be floating in the air.
I slap a hand over my mouth the second he starts sliding into me. Jake does it slowly, agonizingly slow , but it allows me time to get adjusted to his size.
Yeah, he definitely feels bigger.
“Nuh-uh. You said you wanted me to make you scream. How are your neighbors supposed to learn my name if you’re not screaming it all night?” Jake grabs my wrist softly, pinning it next to my head. I feel myself clench around him, squeezing him as he enters me fully. Oh my god. He’s so big, if he moves, I might die.
Okay, I’m definitely being overdramatic, but I once thought that his dick could split me in half; tonight it might finish the job.
He takes his hand off mine and grabs the vibrator. Jake starts moving his hips, thrusting at a steady pace. Then I hear the buzz come from the small purple toy. As he continues to thrust in a good rhythm, he positions the vibrator on my clit, making small circular motions as he does it.
The vibration working with his dick is about to send me over the edge. Jake takes his other free hand and slides it up my leg.
“ Fuck, Ness, you feel so good, baby. I’ve missed you so much.”
Jake trails his hand back down my leg and leans more into me. The angle change has him hitting me deeper than before, which I didn’t think was possible. He keeps pressure on the vibrator and pinches my nipple.
My head starts to feel light and my legs start to shake. I’m going to come at any second.
“I love you, Vanessa.” He leans down to kiss me, putting my legs almost behind my head. For a second, I think about how I probably look like a pretzel, but his soft words and kiss melt the thoughts away.
His thrusts get harder, deeper, and my orgasm builds and builds. With the click of a button, he changes the speed on the vibrator and I’m screaming his name as I come completely undone, my body feeling like liquid.
Jake turns off the toy and lowers my legs. Both of our breaths are ragged as we lie next to each other.
“You think your neighbors heard that?”
“ Shut up .” I bat at his chest, but he catches my hand—his reflexes much faster than mine.
He looks at me in the way that would make me soak my underwear, except I’m not wearing any.
“Make me.”
His demand sends a chill up my spine and suddenly all of the energy that was sucked out of me has returned. I feel like I could run a marathon right now. But instead, I’m going to ride my boyfriend.
Boyfriend.
I straddle his waist, hovering over his body. “Do we…are we…” The confusion is evident on his face, so I point back and forth between us. “Are we back together?”
Jake palms his face. “ Jesus, Ness. You’re about to hop on my cock and you’re asking me if we’re back together?”
I remain frozen in place but nod my head.“Well, we never clarified.”
Jake’s shoulders sag and he shakes his head. “You are the most amazing thing on this goddamn planet. Would you do the honor of being my girlfriend, again? ”
I pretend to think for a moment, hoping to make him sweat, but he sees right through my act.
“Hmm, I guess so.”
“You’re such a brat.”
“Mm-hm, I know. Now lean back.”
“I like it when you’re bossy.”
I lean on my knees to position myself above him. I use one of my hands to guide him in, and I watch him as I do it. His eyes are locked, watching me put his dick inside me. He fills me again, but this time I’m in control. I get to set the pace and the rhythm.
I start moving my hips, grinding my pelvis against his. I go up slowly, then grind on my way down his shaft. He takes my jaw in his hand and brings my lips to his again.
We’re a mess of wet kisses and clashing teeth.
“ Fuck, Ness. Keep doing that, baby.” He shudders when I grind in a circular motion at the base of his dick. I move faster, making sure to do the same thing every time I go down.
Jake’s thumb finds its place on my clit, rubbing circles over the tender bud. The kissing and touches are enough to set me off. That plus the friction from his pelvis and his dick hitting a damn button inside of me, I’m ready to detonate.
I cry out, “I love you.”
My words seem to be the tipping point, sending Jake over the edge. I slow my movements as he crushes his lips to mine.
I lie down next to him, taking a second to catch my breath before I have to get up and clean myself off.
“Holy fuck, I think I’m seeing stars.”
“It’s because I’m an angel,” I say smugly.
He bellows out a deep laugh, and I realize how much I’ve missed that sound. His true laugh is much deeper than his regular one. A laugh that only a really good joke or tickling his pelvis could get out of him.
We move to the bathroom so I can clean myself up, but instead we end up in the shower, touching each other’s bodies all over again.
After we’re both squeaky clean, I climb back into bed while Jake rummages to find his discarded clothing.
“Where are you going?” I ask as he reaches for my bedroom door.
“I forgot something in the Jeep. I’ll be back in five minutes.”
“You better be! It’s getting close to midnight.”
“I’ll be right back.” He plops a kiss on my forehead before heading out. I wonder what he could’ve forgotten.
I don’t have to wonder for long, because just as he said, he’s back in my room within a few minutes, but this time with a gift box in his arms.
“What’s this?”
“Your Christmas present. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to give it to you.”
Present? I completely forgot about his gift I stashed at the back of my closet until now. I scramble out of bed, tripping over our mess of blankets to retrieve it. I grab the rectangular frame from behind a stack of old CDs, and keep it hidden behind my body as I walk back to the bed, where Jake has now taken his previous spot.
“Who should go first?” I ask.
“You first. I’ve been wanting to give this to you for weeks and I’m so fucking happy I get to give this to you in person.”
He passes me a medium-sized box wrapped in red and white paper. I hold the box in my hand, feeling the light weight of it, trying to guess what it is before opening it.
“Well, are you gonna open it or keep staring at it and hope it unboxes itself?”
“All right, stop being so pushy.”
I tear at the wrapping paper, not caring about the mess I’m making on the bed. I open the box and find a burlap tote.
There’s no way.
I pull the bag out of the box and unfold it in front of me. On the front, there’s a circle of vines and flowers, including some of my favorite varieties, like lilies and snapdragons. In the center of the circle is a landscape of a beach, reminding me of the night we spent in Cape Cod together, watching the snow fall onto the sand.
“Jake, this is…so beautiful.”
“I saw how upset you were when your favorite bag broke and you couldn’t sew it back together, so I went on the hunt for a replica. Come to find out, that bag you had was one of a kind. I found a girl who makes custom tote bags and had her add some pockets and compartments inside for your camera and all of your gear, so this way it won’t break as easily.”
I think I might cry right now. This is one of the sweetest things someone has ever done for me. The fact that he remembered and knew how much I loved that bag…I can’t believe he put that much thought into this gift.
“Do you like it?”
I put the bag down and practically jump into his arms. “Jake, this is the best gift I’ve ever received. Thank you so much.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
“I don’t just like it, I love it!” I hold the bag up one more time, admiring the intricate stitching and embroidery, before placing it back in the box and grabbing Jake’s gift from behind me. “Your turn.”
He takes the wrapped frame from my hands and wastes no time tearing the paper off. I watch as his eyes land on the photo in front of him, his eyes looking a bit glossy.
“Vanessa. This picture is amazing. You took this?”
My cheeks blush as I nod. In the gold frame is a photo I took of the guys the night they won their tournament in Nashville. It was the night Eli convinced them to wear cowboy hats out to the bar. Nate and Eli are grinning like they heard the funniest joke. Kieran and Levi look like they want to gouge Eli’s eyes out for the outrageous idea. Jake is in the center of their group, smirking at his friends, showing off that signature dimple.
“What made you choose this photo?”
“It was the moment I knew I was falling in love with you, Jake.”
“Ness.” He puts the frame down and grabs my chin, pulling my lips to his as his way of saying thank you. “This is such a precious gift, I love it. And I love you even more.”
We move our gifts off the bed and get comfortable under the covers once again.
I lie on his chest, drawing small circles over the freckle above his left pec.
“Oh shit, we forgot about the pad thai…it’s probably cold by now, huh?”
Of course Jake’s thinking about food right now.
“We can always reheat it, or we can order something else.”
“Mm-hm.” He nestles his nose on the top of my head before kissing it. “If you think I’m going to leave this bed anytime soon, you’re terribly mistaken. I don’t think I’m going to let you out of my sight for the next twenty-four hours.”
I look over at the clock on my bedside table, it reads midnight.
“Oh no, we missed the ball drop!”
Jake leans over, checking the clock, and curses. “Shit. I’m sorry, baby.”
I shrug. It’s only the ball drop. “We can always watch it next year.”
“Happy New Year, Vanessa.”
“Happy New Year, Jake.”
His hands are soft as he takes my face in his palms, kissing me like I’m his source of oxygen.
This year has thrown my life in a million different directions, but I wouldn’t change any of it. The good, the bad, and the ugly, I’ll happily take it all, as long as I have my friends and Jake by my side.