37. RAE
37
T his afternoon was mind-blowingly hot.
In multiple ways.
Lying in bed later that night, my body still glows from his searing touch and the burning sun. My cheek is pressed against the pillow while I’m wrapped under the sheet, staring out of the window beside my bed.
It has always been my fantasy, but that was more than I could’ve ever imagined. His hands on my body, looking up at the sky, the exposure of being naked on top of the hood, the thrill of being outside. If I wasn’t already addicted to him, this one definitely tipped over the scale.
“I want you,” he said.
Those last pieces of my crumbled heart hope he’s serious, but I want to protect myself and be rational about it. There is a big chance that he will start playing for a team at least a plane ride away from here, or that his parents will force him to come home, force him to be with Emily.
But right now, he’s all mine, so I’m pushing the thought to the back of my mind. Deciding to enjoy him while it lasts in any way possible.
Tomorrow, it’s Sunday, and we’re going to the riverbank with Kayla and Bodi. Not sure what’s going on between those two, but Kayla was clapping like a seal when I asked her if she wanted to come with us. I feel like a little schoolgirl thinking about bringing Jensen and Bodi to the spot where we spent most of our summers when we were in high school, excited about having a relaxed day with just the four of us.
In my head, I’m starting to make a list of stuff to bring, until my eyes feel heavy, and I slowly drift off to sleep.
I’ve barely lost consciousness when the covers rise and a warm hand snakes around my stomach. Before I can completely open my eyes and turn around, heat envelopes my body, a chest being pressed against my back. My body melts when a warm, open-mouthed kiss is placed on my shoulder, and I let out a deep moan.
Fuck, this man is so addicting.
“What are you doing?” I whisper, closing my eyes to enjoy his touch.
He leaves a trail of scorching kisses around my neck that can be felt in my legs.
His hand moves under my silk tank top, massaging my breast. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”
“You can’t be in here,” I breathe, having a hard time voicing anything when my brain decides to shut off and enjoy the ride.
He softly bites my shoulder with a grunt. “I know.”
“Nana will not be happy.”
“I know.” His blistering kisses continue.
“She will kick you out.”
“Only if you’re making too much noise, baby.” His hand moves to my hips, brushing his fingers along the hem of my shorts.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “You’re wearing these silk pajama shorts again?”
“You like them.”
“I’ll like them better when they are on the floor.” Unapologetic, he pushes the fabric down my legs, and I hungrily push the rest down with my feet, giving him free access to my body. His fingers slowly move to the inside of my thighs, and I push my butt against his hard shaft, desperate to feel him inside of me.
“Now that I’ve found out how good you feel bare, my dick doesn’t want anything else.”
“This is a bad idea.” He brings his finger up, wetting it with his tongue, then softly moves it through my folds. Pushing the flesh away as he moves up and down, a whimper coming from my mouth.
“Shhh, you have to be quiet, baby.” Biting my lip, I close my eyes. The darkness of the night heightens everything I sense, each move more sensual than the other because of my lack of vision. Every time he moves his rough finger through my pussy, I wince in pleasure.
When his lips find my skin, I moan in satisfaction. He knows his way around a woman's body as well as he finds his way around the rink. Knowing exactly what he’s doing to me with every single move.
“Do you know how sexy you are when you’re all flustered and submissive?” he breathes against the hollow of my neck, then dips a finger into my core.
“Ah!” I screech, overwhelmed by the intrusion.
His other hand claps around my mouth, then he gives me a reprimanding bite on my neck. “Be quiet, baby.”
Keeping his hand over my lips, he keeps going on working my body like an instrument, and I’m completely surrendered to his touch. My ass is pressed against the bulge between his legs, and every time I move, I deliberately push my ass against it.
“You feel that?” he growls. “You feel how badly I want you?”
I nod, still enjoying how he plays with my clit. He circles, he flicks, he strokes, all thought out actions bringing me closer to my orgasm within seconds. The sensation builds in my stomach, my quads starting to clench until he stops.
“Nah-ah, don’t come just yet.”
Letting go of me, he pushes his boxers down, and I immediately feel his warm tip pressing between my cheeks. His hand moves over my pussy, lubricating the entire area with my wetness before he starts to run his hard cock up and down my perineum. The tip of his cock feels soft and warm, turning me on even more, feeling him so close to my other opening.
“One day, I’ll leave my mark on every single opening in your body, erasing every single man who was there before me.” His words sound like a promise that brings a smile to my face, wanting to be owned by him.
I let out a confirming grunt before he pushes the tip of his cock against my entrance, holding my stomach to tuck me farther into his body. I push out a breath, loving the feeling of him stretching me wide, my clit throbbing in anticipation. When he starts to move inside of me, his finger moves back to my front, touching my clit in tentative circles, and I gasp, loudly.
“Shhh, we can’t wake up Nana.” He chuckles, low and deep against my skin.
“It feels so good, Jensen,” I cry, as quiet as possible. “You feel so good.”
“I got you, baby.” He keeps moving his shaft in and out of my body, with his fingers never leaving my sensitive nub and soon the feeling of utter bliss forms inside of me once more.
“Good girl,” he coos hoarsely. “Let it go. Come for me.”
A tingling feeling alights in my stomach, spreading like wildfire until my muscles tense, and I go rigid in his hands while he keeps up a steady pace as I ride out my wave in paradise.
When my body goes limp, he grabs my hips, slamming his shaft inside of me at a frantic rate, chasing his own peak. With my head still lingering on cloud nine, I let him use me to his own advantage, accommodating him by keeping my body as still as possible.
Finally, he presses his forehead against mine, holding in his breath, his fingers painfully digging into my hips. I feel how he comes inside of me when he exhales roughly against my skin and tucks me even closer against him. With his dick still inside of me, he softly kisses the skin underneath my ear, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist.
“Goodnight,” he says, quietly.
“Goodnight?”
“I came here to say goodnight.”
My brows shoot up, amused. “That’s one hell of a goodnight.”
“I know.” He pushes a kiss against my shoulder, then pulls out of me before tugging my body to face him.
He finds my lips in a heart-stopping kiss, then looks at me with his deep blue eyes. The room is dark, but I can still see the glistering look they are holding, staring at me with lust.
“I think I can go to sleep happily every single night,” he pauses, and I feel a finger going through my folds again as he rubs his cum all over my swollen clit, “knowing it’s my cum dripping from your sweet pussy.”
A mischievous smile forms on my lips. “I won’t say no to that.”
“Good.” He searches my face, the look in his eyes becoming a bit more serious.
“Tomorrow, I’m going to call my parents.” My heart stops. “And I’m going to tell them I’m done. I’m going to stay in North Carolina until I know what team I’ll be playing for. I’m going to stay with you.”
I swallow hard, blinking as I try to process his words while he keeps staring at me. He’s sincere. He wants to stay. Whatever happens, I have to take this. Take this moment.
“Yes.” I nod. “Yes, Jensen.”
He scoffs arrogantly, before a smile slips on his face.
“I wasn’t going to take no for an answer anyway,” he says before dropping another kiss on my lips.