Chapter 13 #2
Around ten o’clock, Jeremiah wrapped his arms around Joci and asked, “Are you ready to go?”
She nodded. “I was ready to go while we were still in the garage!”
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Are you wet, Joci? Have you been thinking about me?”
She chuckled and whispered, “I’ve been wet all night.”
Jeremiah hissed out his breath. “Fuck, I’m hard as a rock. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
Her brows furrowed. “Don’t you have to stay until the end?”
He shook his head. “That’s another perk of being in charge. I can tell someone else to be the last man standing. Deacon is in charge of the final curtain.”
He grabbed Joci’s hand and pulled her toward the garage. LuAnn came running over just then. “Dog, I’m ready for the dance you promised me.”
She shimmied for effect.
“LuAnn, I didn’t promise to dance with you. I believe I’ve already told you this today but let me tell you again. I’m with Joci. Only Joci. Do you understand?”
LuAnn shrugged and pushed her bottom lip out in a pout as she turned and walked away.
They kept on walking, and LuAnn yelled out, “Enjoy it while you can, Joci.”
Joci’s steps halted briefly, but he kept pulling her along. As soon as they got to the building, Jeremiah unlocked the service door, and they quickly slipped inside. He turned to her and looked her straight in the eyes. “You will enjoy it; I promise you that.”
He strode quickly to the truck, Joci at his side, and opened the door for her to slide inside. He slid in right behind her and quickly turned the key in the ignition.
Joci smirked at him. “You seem to be in a hurry, big guy.”
He looked at her out of the corner of his eye and hit the garage door button. “When my woman is wet and ready, I’m not wasting any time. Besides, I’ve been hard as a rock all evening thinking about you naked.”
She leaned back and looked at him. “Sheesh, it’s scary how much we think alike.”
After pulling into his garage, he turned the ignition off and twisted slightly in his seat. “Go inside and undress. Take a bubble bath and relax. But in half an hour, I want you kneeling in the middle of the bed and waiting for me.”
She looked at him, her brows raised high into the bandana she still wore. He smirked, “Ahh, you like that?” He smoothed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “You are my woman in so many ways.”
He hopped out of the truck and reached in to help her out.
As soon as she was on the ground, he swatted her on the ass. “Thirty minutes, Joci. Don’t keep me waiting.”
Joci walked quickly to the bedroom, pulling her shirt out of her jeans as she walked. She couldn’t help but smile as she turned the water on in the tub. She looked around and found bath soap on the counter and squeezed some into the bath. She finished undressing while the tub filled.
As she slid into the warm, soothing, floral-scented water, the day floated over her.
All in all, it had been a great day. She could have done without LuAnn.
But he certainly didn’t seem interested in her either, and yet, he seemed to have a connection to her.
In some ways, it was a bit sad that LuAnn seemed so starved for attention.
She was pretty. She’d be a knockout if she didn’t trash herself up so much. There was a story there, she’d bet.
She finished her bath, dried off, and climbed into the middle of the bed with a smile on her face. This was so damned exciting. She read about foreplay like this, but hadn’t experienced it. The butterflies swarming in her stomach couldn’t be eased by placing her hands on it and gently pressing in.
She heard Jeremiah walking down the hall toward her, and her breathing sped up. She bit her bottom lip and squirmed.
The handle turned on the door, and her breath hitched.
“Joci, you’re so fucking beautiful. You take my breath away.
” He stood in the doorway—filled it, actually.
His large arms were a sight to behold. The tattoos and the muscles wrapped around and created a myriad of places for her eyes to inspect.
His shirt was still tucked into his jeans, but the zipper and button were undone as if he had opened them while walking down the hall toward the bedroom.
She licked her lips. “Actually, I was just thinking the same thing about you,” her voice quivered.
He smirked. “Your voice is shaky. Are you excited, Joci?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
Joci licked her lips again. “I’m excited, Jeremiah.” Her voice was breathy, but she couldn’t help it. He was a force. Tall and broad. Commanding. The way he looked at her took her breath away. Intense but…loving?
Jeremiah took a couple of steps closer and leaned across the bed until he was nose to nose with her.
“What are you excited for, Joci?” His smile grew. “I want to know what you want.”
She took a deep breath, and she squeaked. “I’m excited for you to touch me, to make me come, to slide inside of me.”
Jeremiah hissed out a breath. “Yes, I’m going to do exactly that and more.”
He stood and pulled his shirt out of his jeans. His eyes never left hers. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He pushed his jeans down his hips to fall on the floor. Her eyes focused on his rigid cock, and she squirmed again.
“Look at you, Joci. Your nipples just beaded up looking at my cock. I think you’re turned on. Are you?”
She sucked in a breath, and he smirked at her.
“Yes,” she said, her voice barely audible.
“Turn around and come closer to the edge of the bed. Put your hands behind your back.” His voice was soft, but it was issued as a command.
Joci turned around and scooted herself to the edge of the bed.
She put her hands behind her back and held her breath.
Jeremiah reached around and rolled her nipples between his thumbs and fingers.
She groaned, and he pulled her against his hardness.
Almost instantly, her hands cupped around his balls, and Jeremiah sucked in a breath.
“Jesus.” He pulled away and leaned down, so his mouth was next to her ear. “You’re a little vixen, Joci. But we have some playing to do first.”
His warm breath floated over her shoulder and her ear. She shivered. He chuckled. His scent wrapped around her, and she felt the wetness between her legs. Had she ever been this excited?
She felt something soft wrap around her wrists. Jeremiah tied both hands together with a soft cord or cloth.
“Now, turn back around and scoot to the middle of the bed.” His voice was tight.
She scooted on her knees and moved to the center of the bed. She turned to face him and then sat on her legs. When she raised her eyes to look at him, he sucked in a breath.
“You’re stunning, Joci. I can hardly believe you’re finally here with me. All day today, I kept reminding myself it was real. I’ve waited so long for you and dreamed about you so much.”
Joci had to blink back the tears. She was still amazed that he felt so strongly about her. That he was willing to voice those feelings was even more amazing.
He leaned forward and ran his fingers along her jaw. He slid his fingers into her hair at her temple and cupped the back of her head. He ran his thumb over her bottom lip and then let his hands fall to her breasts.
“Do you know what I like about you having your hands tied behind your back?”
“No.” Her voice was so soft, her throat so dry watching him and listening to him, she couldn’t even hear herself. She cleared her throat and licked her lips.
“No,” she said a little louder.
“I like that your amazing breasts are thrust forward and just begging me to touch them, lick them. I like that I can do what I want to you, and you can’t stop me with your hands, but you trust me enough to know that I won’t hurt you. Do you know what that means to me, Joci?”
“No,” she said again, softly.
He looked into her stormy eyes. For several seconds, they stared at each other. He didn’t even know if he had the words to tell her what this sight did to him. He had to pick the right time to tell her how he felt. He didn’t want to screw this up.
“I can’t explain it. I’ve never been so speechless in my life. Right now, you render me speechless.”
Joci’s lips tilted up on the sides. Jeremiah leaned forward and sucked one of her breasts into his mouth.
He reached a hand up and cupped the other breast while he suckled the first in his mouth.
He sucked hard and nipped at her nipple.
She closed her eyes and moaned. Jeremiah pinched her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it until it was hard and pointed.
Joci huffed out a breath and squirmed. He smiled against her breast while he sucked and licked.
“Do you like that, Joci?” He looked up at her. “Does that make you wet?”
She gazed at him and nodded. At the same time, she sighed, “Yes.”
“Really? How wet are you, baby?”
Jeremiah trailed kisses down her belly all the way down to her curls. He dipped his tongue a little lower. He licked her seam and found her clit and sucked it into his mouth.
She groaned loudly. Her legs shook.
“Spread your legs wider for me, sweetheart. Show me your pretty pussy.”
Joci moved her legs apart a little more.
“Oh, so pretty. And you taste so good.”
Jeremiah slid his tongue along her opening and sucked her into his mouth.
She panted. She’d been waiting all friggin’ night.
After she had sucked his cock in the garage and he told her what he would do to her, it was all she could think of.
She wanted him in every way. He was like a drug to her.
On some level, she felt like she shouldn’t want this so bad, but on another, she couldn’t stop herself.