CHAPTER FOURTEEN
JAYEHADEASEDher nipple into his mouth, and before he could get in more than a few hard sucks, an orgasm ripped through her and she nearly bucked off the bed.
Velvet was convinced she was losing her mind when suddenly her world began spinning again and a throb pulsed anew between her legs. Was this happening because she hadn’t had sex for two years? Deep down, she knew it had nothing to do with her lack of getting laid, and everything to do with the man staring down at her. And when his gaze roamed down her body, she knew his intent.
“Your scent is calling my name, Velvet. I have to taste you.”
His voice was deep, rich and sensual. She knew Jaye Colfax’s tongue well, and knew what all it could do. He slid off the bed and pulled her close to its edge. Lordy, this man who claimed he was just as sex-craved as she was, intended to make a feast of her.
As if he’d read her thoughts, he said, “This is what going without the only woman you want for two years will do to you.”
Velvet was tempted to ask him why he hadn’t moved on, then decided not to bother. It really didn’t matter because he was letting her know his need and desire for her was just as intense as hers for him. She watched as he went to his knees in front of her spread legs. He didn’t say anything as he stared at her womanly folds. It was as if he was drinking in the sight of her while thinking about all he intended to do to her.
Her inner muscles began quivering and she could feel her sex clench in anticipation, waiting for his next move. Then he looked at her and said, “I’m going to give you as many orgasms as possible while getting my fill. Okay?”
All she could do was lay there with her legs spread open in front of him and nod.
When he lifted her legs to his shoulders again, the chemistry flowing between them became primal, raw and elemental. Their gazes held, transfixed for the longest time until, finally, he widened her legs a little more. Licking his lips, he said in a deep, guttural voice, “If only you knew how much I miss tasting you, Velvet. Loving you this way.”
“Show me,” she said, barely breathing out the words.
“I intend to.” And then he lowered his head between her legs.
THEMOMENT JAYE’Stongue had its first taste of Velvet, after going without for two years, he was convinced this, like every other part of her, belonged to him. He loved her taste and he loved her. How on earth could he have thought that he hadn’t?
Her moans made all kinds of sensations nearly overwhelm him. He’d missed the sound of her getting pleasure as much as he’d missed giving it to her. He’d never been sure what it was about her that made his need to taste her like this so intense. What it was that could fill him with so many emotions. He stroked her with his tongue and sucked her clit. When he pressed his tongue deeper inside her, he wanted to clamp his mouth down on her, lock in and taste her forever.
She screamed and her thighs began trembling, but he didn’t let up. Like he’d told her, he intended for his tongue to stay inside her until he’d gotten his fill.
After she experienced another orgasm, he finally pulled back and looked at her. He smiled at the thought of just how satisfied she appeared, lying there spread out before him.
“God, you’re beautiful, Vel,” he whispered and meant it. Even down to the polished fingertips that were gripping the bedspread. He had pushed her over the edge a number of times already, and he’d barely just begun.
At that moment, he felt a closeness to her that their two years of separation couldn’t diminish. He was connected to her in a way he knew he’d never be to any other woman. He hadn’t meant to fall in love with her, but he had. Now he had to prove to her the depth of that love.
“Now for the icing on the cake,” he said, scooting her body to the center of the bed. His eyes roamed over her as he said, “Like I told you, I haven’t been with a woman since you, Velvet. I’ll put on a condom if you want me to.”
She shook her head. “There’s no need, Jaye. I still get injections. Besides, I want the feel of you exploding inside of me.”
Her words made him want her even more. She was the only woman he’d ever shared his essence with and intended for her to be the only woman that he ever would. “Then I won’t use a condom.”
Moments later when his body was positioned over hers, she unclutched the bedspread and gently caressed his back and shoulders a few times before reaching up to cup his face in her hands. “You do things to me, Jaye,” she said in a low voice.
“We do things to each other.” He leaned close to her ear and said, “I’m going to make love to you, Velvet.”
“We will have sex,” she countered, releasing his face.
In all the many times their bodies had joined, it had always been about making love—even though he hadn’t realized it. It had never been about just sex and that, he knew, would be his challenge. In making her see what he now knew, what had been true all along.
Jaye wouldn’t waste his time arguing with her. Especially not now. Instead, he would show her. There was no doubt in his mind that over time, his demonstrations would be convincing. He captured her mouth and slid his tongue between lips that easily parted for him. Both passion and greed took over his senses, and he wanted to absorb everything that was Velvet into every part of him. She kissed him back with just as much hunger.
While still kissing her, he reached down and began massaging her clit. Instantly, he felt her body buck beneath his fingers. He felt her grip on his shoulders and didn’t wince when her fingertips dug into his skin. He felt no pain. Instead, he felt pleasure of the most intense kind.
Breaking off their kiss, he whispered against her moist lips. “I can’t wait any longer. I need you and I want you.”
She opened her mouth but whatever she’d intended to say was replaced with a moan when his fingers continued to stroke inside her. “Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me.”
She held his gaze as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out. Instead of answering, she began moaning again. He didn’t intend to let her off with not telling him what he wanted to know. “Tell me, Velvet.”
She released a deep breath and said, “I want you inside me, Jaye. Real deep.”
“And I will give you what you want,” he whispered huskily, pulling his fingers free and then licking them as she watched, seeing desire darken her eyes.
He eased inside her and when he was halfway there, he pushed deeper with a powerful thrust.
“Jaye!”
When he was as deep as he could go, he began moving and threw his head back to breathe in her scent. Her inner muscles began clenching him hard, then harder.
“Velvet...”
He was thrusting deeply and became wrapped up in passion of the most intense kind. Jaye pounded into her, making sure he hit the right spot, the exact location, to give her ultimate pleasure. Suddenly, she cried out, screaming out an orgasm, and he kept going, going and going.
The sound of her coming apart fueled his need and he thrust even harder. She asked for it hard and, like he told her, he intended to give her everything that she wanted. When she screamed again and her body began bucking beneath him, his own body exploded in what felt like an intense ball of sensuous fire.
It seemed to take forever to conclude their orgasmic high. And when she moaned out his name again, it threw them into another sexual frenzy, which propelled him to take her all over again.