Chapter 7
SEVEN
Jade
“Do you want to change? You can borrow some clothes,” Meyer offers.
“Sure.”
“Come on, I’ll give you the grand tour.”
He takes my hand, leading me into the living room.
“Living room.”
I smile. “Got that.”
“Kitchen is in there,” he says as we pass the doorway.
I peek around the corner, taking in the clean appliances and countertops before he tugs me down the hallway.
“Closet.”
I nod.
“Bathroom.”
“You should think about being a tour guide as a new career,” I tease.
“Spare room,” he continues, ignoring my comment as he points to the next room. “And this is my room.”
He nudges the door open wider, and I look around the tidy space. He has a king-size bed framed by a nightstand and not much else.
“Where do you put all of your clothes?”
“Closet.”
I pull open the door and turn to him. “It’s so tiny!”
“I don’t have many clothes. It suits me fine.”
“Hmm.”
“How big is your closet?”
“It’s a walk-in.”
“Fancy.”
I snort. “Hardly. Two of the three shelves sag, and I haven’t had time to fix them.”
“I can help.”
“Yeah? Are you handy?”
“I can be.”
My body heats as I take him in. His wet clothes are plastered to his muscular body as he stands beside his bed. The sight of him turns me on. Suddenly, all I can think about is peeling his clothes off and licking him.
“Jade?”
I lick my lips as we lock eyes. “I, uh, should get out of these wet clothes,” I murmur, grabbing the hem of my shirt and tugging it over my head.
“Fuck me,” Meyer grunts.
“Yes, please.”
We stare at each other for a beat before we move, crashing into each other.
I shudder as his cold, wet clothes press against my heated flesh.
“Wanted you since you moved in,” he groans against my lips.
“Nu-uh,” I mumble.
“Mmhm. These gorgeous curves,” he says, running his hands up my sides and around my back.
His fingers toy with the clasp of my bra. I hold my breath as he unhooks it and tugs it off. The straps slide down my arms, and I pull back, meeting his eyes as the scrap of clothing falls between us.
His eyes drop to my breasts, and he curses.
“Something wrong?” I ask, doubt starting to creep in.
“Fuck, no. Jesus, Jade. You’re perfect.”
“I don’t know about that,” I say, my hands covering my rounded stomach.
“I do. Perfect.”
He grabs my hands and pulls them away so he can see all of me. His eyes heat, and for the first time in my life, I feel sexy. Desired. Wanted.
His hand wraps around the back of my neck, and he tugs me forward until our lips meet. I melt against him, letting him take charge.
Should I tell him I’ve never done this before? I wonder as his hands caress my body.
He grabs my hips and turns me, pushing me toward the bed. All thoughts of talking fly out of my head, and I kiss him back, letting him maneuver me until we crash onto the mattress.
I gasp, and Meyer slips his tongue into my mouth. I moan as I taste him—mint and rain.
“Need you,” he grunts.
“Want you. Now,” I pant.
He rolls me under him, and I tug at his shirt. He gets the message and leans back on his knees to pull it off. He tosses it aside, and I reach for his pants, attacking the button with zero skill but a lot of enthusiasm.
Meyer moves my hands aside and unbuttons his jeans. He stands to push his pants, boxers, socks, and shoes off before diving onto the mattress next to me.
“Your turn.”
I nod and roll back and forth on the bed as I try to pull my wet pants off. Meyer has to help, and then we’re both naked and breathing hard as we stare at each other.
“I’m a virgin!” I blurt when he reaches for me, and he freezes.
He freezes. “What?”
“I’m a…I’ve never done this before,” I repeat, quieter.
“Fuck, Jade. What the hell are you doing with me?”
“I want to be with you.” My face heats, and I swallow hard. “I trust you, Meyer.”
He shakes his head. “I’m not nearly good enough for you.”
I smile. “Let me be the judge of that.”
He’s hesitant as I grab his hand and tug him toward me. “Are you sure?”
I nod. “I’m sure. Make it good for me.”
“Always,” he whispers.
He pulls me into the center of the bed, and my body heats as his bare skin presses against mine.
“Meyer,” I pant as he cups my breasts, toying with my sensitive nipples.
I arch against him, offering him more of me. All of me.
“So hot,” he grits out.
“More,” I beg.
He smirks. “Patience, sugar.”
I pout, and he chuckles as he lowers his head to wrap his lips around my nipple. His hot mouth feels so good, and I moan as his teeth graze over the sensitive peak.
He sucks greedily, and I gasp as he switches to my other breast, giving it the same attention.
His cock hardens against my inner thigh, and I shift, trying to get him where I need him.
“Meyer,” I cry out as his cock brushes my clit.
“So responsive.”
“So needy !” I correct him.
He chuckles darkly. I try to tug him up, but he pulls free and kisses his way down my body.
“Meyer!” I shout in frustration.
He ignores me and shoulders my thighs apart, settling between them.
“Meyer,” I warn.
He looks up and our eyes lock as he leans forward to lick a path up the center of my pussy.
“Oh, God. Meyer!”
He doesn’t answer me. He buries his face in my center and eats me like I’m his last meal. His tongue rolls over my clit, and my hips shoot off of the bed. He grabs my hips and pins me to the mattress, holding me in place as his mouth moves over me.
My thighs shake as he drives me wild. I’m close to coming, and he’s only been touching me for a minute.
“Meyer,” I pant as he sucks my clit into his mouth, his teeth grazing my delicate pearl.
I scream as I fall over the edge. My vision blurs and my thighs clamp around Meyer’s head as I come. He groans as he licks me through my orgasm.
I float down to Earth to find Meyer kissing his way up my body. I wrap my arms around his neck as he holds himself above me.
“We can stop?—”
“Don’t you dare,” I warn.
He nods. His cock nudges my tight opening as he dips his head and kisses me. I lose myself in him, in the sensation of his skin against mine.
Then he pushes into me.
We hold our breath as he bumps against my virginity. His green eyes lock with mine and soften. For a moment, I swear he looks like he’s in love with me.
Then he blinks, and his expression changes.
“Still time to back out,” he says gruffly.
“I’m not changing my mind. I want you,” I murmur.
He swallows hard and thrusts forward, sealing his mouth to mine as he claims me. I suck in a sharp breath, tensing beneath his heavy body as I adjust to the fullness.
“Fuck, sugar,” Meyer grits out. “You’re so damn tight.”
“Stay still,” I huff
He nods tightly.
I take a few deep breaths, shifting slightly as I adjust. My core clenches around his cock, and he hisses out a breath.
“Easy, sugar.”
“Sugar?” I ask, picking up on the nickname.
“You’re as sweet sugar and taste even better.”
“Hmm.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Didn’t say that.”
A bead of sweat drips down his forehead. “Can I move?”
“Yeah.”
Meyer pulls out of me slowly and eases back in. Nerve endings spark to life deep inside me. I cling to him as he starts a leisurely pace, letting me get accustomed to his rhythm. It doesn’t take long before I’m moving with him, meeting his thrusts.
“So good,” I whimper.
Meyer nods tightly, his expression strained as we move together. I wrap my legs around his waist, taking him deeper, and his eyes screw tight.
“Fuck, I’m going to bust already,” he growls.
“Inside me?”
He glares down at me. “You’re not helping.”
“Sorry. Do you not like dirty talk?”
“Jade!”
I smirk. “You feel so good. So big and hard and OH!”
He thrusts hard as he kisses me, hitting some glorious spot inside me that has me seeing stars.
“Meyer,” I sob against his lips as he pounds into me harder.
My nails dig into his shoulders, and I rip my mouth from his as I come, screaming his name. My body locks up as pleasure washes over me.
“Sugar! Fuck!” Meyer shouts against my flushed skin. A second later, he comes inside me.
“Oomph!” I grunt as Meyer’s full weight comes down on me.
He quickly rolls onto his side. “Sorry.”
“S’okay,” I murmur.
I smile as he brushes my hair out of my eyes. My gaze snags on the scar on his shoulder where he was shot. My heart kicks against my ribs, and before I can think it through, I lean forward and press a soft kiss to the scar.
He watches me as I lean against the pillow.
“Is it always like that?” I ask as he pulls me against him and tosses the covers over us.
“No,” he says softly.
“Have you, uh, been with a lot of people?”
He shakes his head. “No.”
“How many?”
“One.”
“So, I’m number two.”
“No.”
I blink, my mouth dropping open as I stare at him.
“What?”
“You’re not number two.”
“I…Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I…” He doesn’t finish his sentence.
Pink stains his cheeks, and I fill in the rest. He was embarrassed. I get it. I was embarrassed to tell him that I was a virgin, too.
“I wish you’d told me,” I whisper.
He swallows hard.
“Can I?” I ask, nodding toward his groin.
He frowns, studying me for a moment.
I take his silence as a yes. Leaning forward, I kiss his chest as I push his shoulder and roll him onto his back.
I shuffle awkwardly on my knees until I reach his thighs and settle between them.
“Think I might need to work on being sexy,” I mumble self-consciously.
He shakes his head. “You’re nailing it.”
I decide to believe him. It’s good for my ego.
He’s rock-hard, and I haven’t touched him yet. I smirk up at him, keeping my eyes on his as I wrap my fingers around his length and squeeze slightly. His hips buck forward in response, and my confidence grows.
I might not know what I’m doing, but that doesn’t seem to bother Meyer.
I lick my lips and lean forward to take the tip of his cock into my mouth. My tongue swirls over the head, and he curses creatively. I can taste both of our releases on his dick and moan as I take more of him into my mouth.
His thighs shake against my sides. “Fucking hell, Sugar. You know how hot you look with my cock stuffing your mouth.
I moan around him, and his hands fist in the sheets.
I love seeing him like this. So vulnerable and out of control. And it’s all because of me.
My heart swells as I take him in, and I feel it happen.
I’m falling for him.
He’s grumpy and quiet and so closed off, but I love him.
I love how patient he is with me. I love how he makes me feel, how he looks at me and takes care of me.
Now it’s my turn to take care of him.
I try to pour all my feelings into our lovemaking as I suck harder on his cock.
He’s big, and I can’t fit all of him in my mouth, so I use my hand on the remaining inches.
“Sugar…Jade. I’m close. I…You don’t have to swallow.”
I hum around him, sucking harder as I jerk him off into my mouth. Our eyes meet, and the mask he always has in place for everyone else slips for the second time tonight.
“Jade,” he warns.
I moan again.
His breath catches, and a second later, his release fills my mouth. I swallow his cum greedily as he gasps my name.
Giving him one last lick, I grin up at him. “I think that was a good first attempt. Next time, I’d like to try something different. I’ve heard it helps if you twist your hand at the top, like this.” I demonstrate for him.
He chokes out my name. “You can do anything you want to me after I make you come again.”
I don’t fight him as he drags me up his body and rolls me under him...