Chapter 19
Jase drove her to pick up her car and followed her back to her house to meet with the realtor.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” She peered up at Jase as she looked at the papers.
“I’m sure.” He was absofuckinglutely one hundred percent sure.
She paused and lowered the pen. “Okay. But I’ve been thinking about this and I’m not going to live here.”
“What?” He frowned.
“I think it’s important for me to live on my own and I think having a place that is just mine, totally mine, will be good for me. Even if it’s a little one-bedroom apartment. I wanted to redecorate the house—well, now I’ll decorate my apartment, and it will be just the way I want it. And I’ll have my girls over for makeup parties when you’re on the road and stuff like that.”
He lifted his eyebrows.
“So, you can live here.” She studied his face with those beautiful turquoise eyes. “But if you don’t want to do that, then don’t buy the house. ”
The realtor made a choking noise that might have been panic at the thought of losing the sale. Jase ignored him.
He thought about this. He liked the house. It wasn’t as convenient to the arena as his apartment, but it was a helluva lot more homey. And he knew it was important to Remi. He tapped his chin.
He got that she wanted independence. Living in a little apartment might be going too far, in his opinion, when she could just stay here. Financial independence also seemed unnecessary. Paying rent was a waste of money when he had tons of it. But it seemed important to her, so fine. He’d give her that. And maybe, if he was patient—not one of his strengths, but hey, he’d spent most of his life working on that—eventually she’d agree to move back in with him.
Or not. Who knew, maybe they’d find their own place some day. Meanwhile, this would be an investment.
“Okay,” he finally said. “I’ll live here. Sign the damn papers.”
She smiled and bent her head.
The deal was done.
When they were alone, he pulled her into his arms. “I want to look after you,” he said. “But I respect your independence.”
“Thank you.”
His cell phone rang. He pulled it out and looked at it. “Brianne.”
Remi made a face.
Jase silenced the phone and shoved it back in his pocket. “I’ll need to tell her about us. Set her straight on a few things, some boundaries. Don’t worry.” He brushed his mouth over Remi’s. “I won’t be taking calls from her while we’re banging our brains out.”
She choked on a laugh. “Good to know.”
“Speaking of which…let’s go do that.” He kissed her again, this time more deeply. His blood heated. “I’ve missed you so much, Remi.”
“Oh, me too. Jase.” She stroked her fingers through his hair and over the back of his neck. His dick hardened and a sizzle zipped up his spine as she kissed him back with hot, open-mouthed kisses. He lifted her little body against him and started for the stairs. She wrapped her legs around him and held on tight.
In her bedroom, he paused. His body burned with need for her and yeah, he wanted to bang her brains out. But his chest was filled with a huge swelling of relief and gratitude and love for her. He thought he’d lost her. He’d been trying to be a man, to sack up his responsibilities like he’d never had to before, but letting her go didn’t have to be part of that.
So he laid her gently on the bed, with careful reverence. He knew she wasn’t delicate and fragile. He knew they were well matched physically despite their size difference. But like he’d said, he wanted to look after her and care for her. Forever, if he was that damn lucky.
“I’m so sorry, Remi.” He gazed down at her. “I never wanted to hurt you.”
“I know.” She held her arms out. He moved over her, settling between her thighs to hold her head and kiss her again. He pressed his aching dick against her softness, their jeans between them as he kissed her over and over. His tongue licked into her mouth and sucked on hers so gently. He nipped at her bottom lip, then her top one, then slid his tongue inside again. She moaned into his mouth.
He rolled to his back, bringing her with him, mouths still fused, one hand in her silky hair the other on her ass. She ground against him with needy demand and his palm on her ass cheek urged her on.
His breathing quickened and his heart slammed against his ribs. “Oh yeah, missed you so much, my hot girl.”
She pushed up and reached for the hem of her sweater. Then it was gone, leaving her in a tiny black lace bra that had his balls tightening. She fell to the side and managed to kick off her leggings. He got rid of his own shirt and undid the buttons of his jeans to release his throbbing cock, then watched as she slowly tugged them down over his thighs.
Once they were gone, he lunged up and reached for her, spinning her beneath him again. “You are so fucking sexy,” he growled. “Look at you.” He hooked a finger in the front of her bra. “You know this makes me hot.”
She smiled, slipping her hands behind her to unfasten the bra. He whisked it away, and the sight of her pretty tits was even better. “Gorgeous. Perfect.” He bent his head to take a nipple into his mouth.
Her soft whimpers filled his ears as he sucked, reveling in the taste of her, the way her abdominal muscles tensed and quivered. Her hands filtered through his hair again, holding his head at her breast while he played there, cupping her soft flesh and squeezing, tasting her sweet nipples.
“Your beard is scratchy,” she murmured. “Is this going to last through the playoffs?”
He lifted his head to smile at her. “Yep.”
Their eyes met and hers gleamed with amusement. “Ah well. It is kind of sexy, in a rough, redneck way.”
He spluttered. “Redneck?”
“Teasing. Kiss me.”
He was happy to do that.
Then he stripped off the little black thong underwear she wore. Lying beside her, he slipped an arm beneath her shoulders. His other hand slid down to cup her pussy. “So soft.” His fingers slipped deeper. “And so wet.” He sucked her nipples again while he fingered her, sliding fingers inside her, then out, rubbing over her clit, making her gasp and purr.
“Oh yeah, Jase…right there…”
He tugged harder on the bud he was sucking, using the edge of his teeth and she twitched against him. “Need to fuck you, baby. Need to be inside that hot, wet pussy.”
“Do it. I need you too.”
He rolled over her again between those smooth thighs, lifting them up and back. Then he paused. “I don’t have a condom.”
“I have some.” She pushed up onto her elbows. “But we don’t need them. ”
Their eyes met, and the trust and love shining in hers nearly made his heart explode. “Sure?”
“Sure.”
He closed his eyes briefly and plunged into her body. She cried out, falling to her back, cupping her own breasts. “Oh Christ, Remi. That feels so fucking fantastic.”
“Y-yes. God yes.”
He pumped in and out, found her clit again and settled wet fingertips over it. Her huffs of breath and whimpers grew faster. He gazed at her with rapt attention as a flush swept from her breasts over her chest and into her face. Close.
“Yes!”
Her back arched. Her clit swelled against his fingertips and her pussy squeezed him. “Fuck yeah,” he growled. “Beautiful.”
He stretched out over her and kissed her. With his nose resting alongside hers, he continued to slide in and out of her tight pussy. Tingles raced up the backs of his thighs and his ass clenched. He gazed into her eyes, the connection intimate, full of worship and wonder.
“Aw yeah,” he groaned. His orgasm burst deep within him, shooting sparks up his spine, white-hot electricity searing his dick as he exploded. “Fuck yeah. Love you, Remi.”
“Love you too.” Her hands darted up and down his back, then clutched him as he went still on top of her, pulsing inside her. “So much.”
His heart was a pounding drumbeat, his breathing harsh. He inhaled her sweet floral scent and tried to gather his scattered wits. Eventually, he rolled off her, but kept her with him again, keeping them joined, as close as they could be. Her thigh on his, he caressed her back and hip. Nose to nose, they smiled into each other’s eyes.
“We’ll be okay,” he whispered, now stroking her hair off her face. “I promise. It might be hard, but we’ll be okay.”
“Yes. We will .
“I feel bad dragging you into a mess like this. All you wanted was fun.”
“No.” She touched her lips to his. “All I wanted was you.”