Chapter 21
AbrAM
Sunlight spills across Jenna’s bare skin, highlighting every gorgeous curve, every delicious inch.
I prop myself up on an elbow, admiring the beauty sprawled beside me.
Her fiery hair cascades over the pillow, a wild tangle I long to wrap around my fist again.
As her chest rises and falls gently, I trace the soft, inviting swell of her hip with hungry eyes.
God, she’s perfect.
Every single part of her, those thick thighs I love gripping as she rides me, the generous hips that fit perfectly beneath my palms, her perfect, pink nipples that taste as sweet as candy. Every mouthwatering curve brings me to my knees, again and again.
She catches me looking and arches a teasing eyebrow. "Shouldn't we be getting back to work?" she asks playfully, lips curling into a smirk.
I chuckle. “I’d say we’re already putting in a full day’s work,” I reply, my eyes drifting slowly down her flushed body, making my point crystal clear. “In a matter of speaking.”
A blush blooms across her pale skin before something shifts subtly in her expression, a shadow passing behind those luminous green eyes. Before I can ask, she suddenly sits up, grabbing a blanket to cover herself.
“Jenna?”
She offers a quick, forced smile. “Just need some water. I’ll be right back.”
She disappears into the bathroom before I can say another word. I hear the sound of water pouring into a glass. A convenient excuse, but I recognize it for what it is—a reason to put space between us. A reason to hide whatever sudden insecurity just flared to life inside her.
Anger rises like a hot wave in my chest. I know exactly who planted that insecurity: Daria with her venomous tongue. The bitch.
When Jenna returns, she's still wrapped in the blanket, eyes downcast. I sit up, gesturing gently. “Come here, krasivaya moya,” I say. “Tell me what's wrong.”
She hesitates, her embarrassment evident, but she finally walks over to the bed, sinking down beside me. She twists the blanket nervously in her hands, refusing to meet my gaze.
A moment passes. Finally, she speaks. “I hate admitting this,” she begins quietly, “but that comment your ex-wife made really got under my skin. Not the whore part—I know who I am—it's just...” she trails off, swallowing hard. “I know I said it didn’t bother me, but it did.”
Something twists painfully inside my chest at her confession. Sympathy battles fiercely with fury, but I push away any thought of Daria and focus solely on Jenna. I reach out, tipping up her chin gently until she meets my gaze.
“Listen to me,” I say. “You are, without question, the sexiest goddamn woman I've ever laid eyes on. Do you hear me?”
Her eyes widen slightly, but I don't let her look away. I brush a thumb over her cheekbone.
“Your curves are fucking addictive. The way you feel beneath my hands, the way you look… it does things to me I didn't even know were possible. Every inch of you drives me insane.”
Her lips part, her breath quickening. I move my hand, pulling down the blanket, revealing those full, beautiful breasts and thick, delicious thighs. I press soft, open-mouthed kisses to her collarbone, her shoulder, whispering as I go.
“Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are, Jenna? How perfectly you fit against me? The thought of touching you, tasting you, being inside you... it consumes me. Constantly.”
She gasps as I spread her thighs, fingers tracing the inner side of them slowly, deliberately. Her hips shift, instinctively seeking more.
“You're beautiful,” I speak against her throat, tasting her pulse. “You're stunning. And you're mine.”
My fingers slide over her slick heat, and she arches with a broken moan. I tease her slowly, gently, bringing her to the edge again and again. Each stroke, each whispered compliment sends shivers racing through her.
“You're perfection. Every single goddamn inch.”
“Abram,” she pants softly, nails digging into my shoulders as I circle her sensitive spot, edging her closer and closer to release. “Please.”
“You don't have to beg,” I whisper, sliding my fingers deep, watching her unravel beneath my touch. “I'll give you everything you need.”
I pull my hand away, shifting my body until I’m settled above her, positioned at her entrance. My heart thunders fiercely in my chest as I gaze down into her beautiful face.
“Look at me,” I command gently. “You’re the sexiest, most incredible woman on this earth, and I'm going to prove it to you.”
She nods breathlessly, locking eyes with me. I plunge deep, savoring her gasp, the exquisite sensation of being buried to the hilt inside her warmth.
We move together seamlessly, her legs wrapping around my hips, holding me close. Our bodies surge, rhythmic and intense, passion rising hot and fierce. I kiss her mouth, her face, her throat.
“You feel like heaven,” I tell her, my voice husky. “Everything about you is perfect. You're all I want. All I need.”
She moans, clutching me tighter. “Yes. God, please don't stop.”
“I couldn't if I tried,” I promise her, driving deeper, pushing us both to the edge. “Come for me, baby. Come knowing exactly how much you turn me on.”
She shatters beneath me, arching beautifully. Her orgasm drags me under, fierce and powerful, and I finish deep inside her with a ragged growl, pulse hammering against hers.
We collapse together, bodies tangled, breathing harsh. I cradle her close, gently smoothing damp curls away from her face. Tenderness washes over me, stronger than I’m prepared for. My heart thuds painfully, an unfamiliar tightness blooming in my chest.
I study her quietly as she catches her breath, eyes closed, utterly stunning in the aftermath of pleasure. I trace gentle fingers along her curves, marveling silently. There’s something more between us now than pure lust. Something deep and fierce, something dangerous.
I never intended to fall for her. But in this moment, tangled together in my bed, I’m forced to confront the truth.
I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. And it scares the living hell out of me.
She opens her eyes slowly, her emerald gaze searching mine, soft and vulnerable. “Abram?” Her voice is hesitant, almost shy.
“Hmm?” I murmur, unable to tear my eyes away from her.
She bites her lip softly. “Did you mean all that? Everything you said?”
I nod slowly, brushing my thumb gently along her jaw. “Every single word. You are incredible. Inside and out.”
Her smile lights up the room. She snuggles closer, resting her head against my chest. I hold her tight, heart pounding.
I don’t know exactly what this means, but I do know I don’t want to let her go. Whatever happens next, whatever chaos may come, I want her at my side.
I tighten my arms around her, pressing a soft kiss to her temple.
Maybe I am falling for her. Maybe it’s reckless, maybe it’s dangerous. But with Jenna warm and safe in my arms, it feels right.
So damn right.