Chapter Thirty-Five
Jake
There’s no way I could’ve prepared for the exhilaration of watching Emily come undone at my hands.
Mouth. fingers. It was surreal. That moment when I lost my virginity to Amanda, when the earth didn’t shake, it’s forgotten.
I’ve only touched Emily, and my world has been transformed.
I’ll never be the same person as I was before her.
Moments stretch as I stare into her eyes, chest heaving, mind reeling. Her cheeks shift from pink to red under my scrutiny, yet I can’t stop staring. I’ve waited years to be with her, and suddenly the time seems worth it. Not that I want to wait that long again.
She arches an eyebrow. “What?”
“Just looking at you. You’re beautiful.”
As she turns her head away, I grasp her chin and shift her to face me again. “I mean it. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.” And she is. Inside and out. She’s beautiful.
She licks her lips as I brush my thumb across her jawline. “Thank you.”
My lips twitch at the corners. “You’re welcome. But that’s enough talking. I’d much rather kiss you.”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, my expression falls. The last thing I want is for her to feel used. “That came out wrong. I want to look at you, talk to you, and kiss you, all equally.”
A laugh escapes her mouth as her eyes dance. “A flustered Jake Thompson. I never thought I’d see the day.”
“You always fluster me.” I cradle her face again and kiss her. Deeply. Thoroughly. Reverently. Like she’s the most important thing in the world to me. And she is.
When I pull back, she lazily opens her eyes. “You’re good at that.”
This time, I bite my tongue to avoid replying because if I do, I know her reservations will rear their ugly head again. I don’t want that. Ever.
After we settle into the cushions, I eye the slice of cake. Damn, a golden opportunity missed. That’s something I need to rectify. I fork off a piece of cake and raise it to her lips. “Here, this is for you. I almost forced you to miss dessert.”
“Forced?” Her eyes twinkle as she eats the cake and licks her lips with a hum that sends a shiver along my skin. “I’m not sure there was any forcing involved. That might’ve been the best dessert I’ve ever had.”
My eyes narrow as I lean back with the fork still in my hand. “Might have been?”
She raises her shoulder. “Maybe. Maybe not. I might need a bigger sample size to figure it out.”
“Yes, you just might.” Two can play that game. I slice the fork into the cake, layer by layer, and bring it back to her mouth. “You should probably start with another bite of cake.”
But that’s not where it’s going to end.
“I should.” She giggles as she leans forward, slowly devouring the chocolate cake with eyes that never leave mine. When she licks her lips, a streak of chocolate is smeared along the upper one. Her fucking beautiful mouth is going to kill me.
“You missed some.” I shift my hips to ease the pain of my dick having its circulation cut off from my boxer briefs.
She cocks her head sideways. “Did I?”
“Yeah.” My voice is low and full of need as I slide my tongue along her lip. She swallows hard as her entire body shudders. A violent wave of desire jolts through my veins. I want her with an intensity that defies anything I’ve ever experienced. Ever fantasized about. She’s consuming me whole.
“Thank you.” Her voice is breathless as her lust-filled eyes watch me.
God, that’s enough banter and teasing. A man can only take so much foreplay before he shoots his load in his pants. And that’s not where I want to be.
I toss the fork to the side, letting it fall to the floor, and haul her onto my lap until her thighs are straddling me. “I can’t sit next to you and not have my hands all over you.”
As I thread my fingers into her hair, I kiss her. Inhale her. Our tongues already stroke against each other in a familiar dance the second they touch. The taste of chocolate still coats her tongue as I suck the flavor into my mouth.
The heady sensation is only enhanced by her hands skating down my chest and abdomen. I jump when her hand lands on the edge of my shorts.
She tips her head sideways and smiles, fingers latching on the waistband of my shorts and underwear. “I’ve always wondered what the tail of this eagle looks like.” She tugs further than necessary, exposing my throbbing dick to the cool air. “The view is better than I anticipated.”
“Is it?” I ask between clenched teeth. I was rock hard when I ate her out, and having her rapt attention on my dick isn’t helping my situation. She hums and brushes her thumb over the tip, smearing my precum in the process. It’s not helping at all.
“As much as I wanted to see the entire tattoo, I’m much more fascinated with something else.”
“Are you?” I adjust my hips, scooting down into the cushions. My head spins until I gasp for breath and cough until tears fill my eyes. Shit. Remember to breathe.
She strokes her thumb lower. “Do you need a doctor?”
“No.” Heat floods up my torso, covering my neck and face. Talk about non-romantic. I just coughed all over her.
“Too bad.” Her bottom lip pokes out. “I know a paramedic who could give you a full checkup. But oh, well….” She slides back like she’s going to get off my lap.
“Not so fast.” I grab her hips with both hands, settling her back into place with those lush legs wrapped around me. If she can ignore the fact that I’m acting like a novice 16-year-old, I can too. “I think you’ve committed a crime.”
“Really?”
“You’ve stolen my–” I stop for a split second before I can say heart. I don’t want to scare her away. “Sanity,” I say, “And I need to read you your rights.”
“Please, do.” She raises her arms, unfastens her bra, and flings it on the floor. It likely lands next to the fork as it went in the same direction, but I have no idea. I’m not looking at the floor. “I can’t wait to hear this.”
“You have the right to remain silent.” I take one pebbled nipple into my mouth, tugging on the tight nub. She’s fucking breathtaking. She moans and arches into me, heels digging into my outer thighs.
“Too bad I don’t have the capability to remain silent.” She rotates her hips and moans.
My lips travel from one breast to the other, then to her neck and the wildly beating pulse that flutters under her skin. I rock into her heat, eyes rolling back into my head. I’m going to die, but I can’t think of a better way to go out.
“Yes,” I mutter the words against her flesh, causing goosebumps to pebble on her skin. “That’s too bad. Anything you say can and will be used against you.”
As if she’s had enough with foreplay, she braces her knees on the cushions, grasps my shorts and boxers and yanks them down my thighs. “I’d rather you be held against me.”
When I strain against her to draw my clothes lower, she squeezes my ass. “Fuck, I can do that,” I groan between clenched teeth. “You have the right to an attorney.”
“I don’t need one.” She grasps the waistband of her panties and wiggles from side to side, shoving them down her thighs.
“Fuck, Em, sit in one spot before I come all over you.” I kick my shorts and boxers to the floor.
“Please.” Heat flares in her eyes as she grinds against me. “Inside me. Outside of me. I don’t care where. I want to see you lose control. I want to see your eyes when you–”
“Stop,” I growl. If she says another word, she’s going to get her wish, and it’s not the one I want. I dig my foot into the crotch of her panties and drop them beside my discarded clothes. “I can’t wait. In the next second, I’m going to lose control.”
“Do it.” She digs her heels in again as she rises above me, and in one erratic thrust, I’m inside of her.
Desperate. Aching. Out of control. I suck down a deep breath, but it does nothing to stave off the overwhelming feeling of being surrounded by her heat. That’s when her walls squeeze tighter and flex over my dick.
“Em….” I groan in frustration.
“Yes?” Her hair is framed around her face as she forces down a shudder.
“Fuck it.” I grip her ass and pound into her so hard that she screams deep in her throat, sending my heart skittering in a panic until she grabs my head and yanks it toward hers. “Harder. Deeper. And don’t you dare stop.”
As I repeatedly bury myself to the hilt and then raise her up until my cock brushes her entrance, only to impale her again, our mouths work in their own rhythm. Sliding. Sucking Teeth nipping.
Every move draws me nearer to release. Time stops. And speeds up at the same time. She’s all I see and feel. All I smell and taste. She’s everything.
I’ve never experienced anything like her. She feels like the other half of my soul. Like I’m where I’m supposed to be for the first time in my life. And I don’t want it to ever fucking end.
Unfortunately, my dick has other thoughts. I rotate my hips to ease the growing tightness and tingling in my thighs and balls. Only to have Emily piece my shoulders with her fingernails.
“Do not fucking stop.” Her eyes glow with anger. “If you stop, you’re going to need your own attorney.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” My chuckle is choked out as her muscles squeeze my dick and her pelvis is thrust toward me, taking every ounce of pleasure from me that she can.
As I adjust to her frenzied pace, I work in and out of her pussy with the sounds of our slapping bodies intensifying and filling the room.
“Yes,” she growls. “Right there. Don’t stop. Harder. Faster.” As she strains against me, she moans with each lashing of her G-spot. Stroke after stroke my balls tighten until it feels like I’m going to explode in a million shattered pieces.
It’s too much. Too soon. I don’t want it to be over yet. When I slow my pace, she grabs fistfuls of my hair and presses her nose against mine. “Don’t you fucking dare stop.”
And staring into her eyes is when I lose control. The anger morphs from her face with each lunge of my hips and cry that falls from her lips, “Yes, right there. Yes. Fuck, yes.”
“That’s it, Baby, come all over my dick.”
“Fuck. Yes. Oh, God, yes.” Her eyes roll back as her head falls backward, giving me complete access to her neck.
I suck a mouthful of her flesh into my mouth, biting down in my greed. Fuck. Spasm after spasm of cum coats the inside of her pussy as my entire body shakes.
And this time, the fucking earth shook.