30. Jake
CHAPTER THIRTY
jake
T here’s no stopping myself. I know we need to talk, but words can come later.
My lips crash into hers, and there’s a slight sting where I got decked, but I don’t care.
Her lips are soft and warm and feel like heaven against mine.
There’s a time for soft and slow, but the way she pours herself into this kiss tells me it isn’t now.
I slide her jacket off her shoulders and toss it to the floor along with the peas, pulling back from the kiss to really take her in.
The way this dress hugs every inch of her body makes my brain short-circuit.
With my good hand, I slip my shirt over my head, wiping at my face in case there’s still some of the douche’s blood there, then discard that too.
Amber’s hooded gaze rakes over every inch of my chest and arms, her tongue sneaking out of her mouth to lick at her bottom lip, and my last shred of control flies out the window.
I scoop her off the couch and carry her to the bed, kissing her the entire way.
When I set her down, my fingers glide up the hem of her dress and bring it over her head.
Those cute as fuck pink panties match her pink bra, and goddamn, that makes me angry. Did she wear this for him ?
Pushing her back to lie on the bed, I lean over her. “Did you put on this set for him?” I caress her inner thigh until I get to the pink satin, then press into the wet spot in the center. “Because it’s getting wet for me.”
“Only you,” she whimpers as I stroke over the panties.
“I’m going to fucking ruin them anyway,” I grunt out, tugging until I hear the fabric tear. “Now you won’t have to look at them and remember the time you made a mistake.”
With her glistening pussy so close to my face, I need to have a taste.
My tongue glides over her, cleaning the mess she made.
A growl sounds from deep in my throat, and I dive deeper, licking every inch of her I can reach, but it’s still not enough.
I trail open-mouth kisses over her thighs as I undo my jeans and slide them down.
Standing, I kick them off, then lie on her bed, summoning her over.
“Grab the headboard and sit on my face.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Get your ass over here and sit on my fucking face.”
She tentatively crawls over to me, so I grab her thighs and help situate her on me. It’s such a pretty view, her dripping cunt spread open over my mouth. When she hovers, I pull her down onto me until I’m smothered between her strong thighs exactly how I want.
I might be mad still, but this is my personal heaven. I’m a man starved, and she’s the only meal on earth that can satisfy me. My tongue spears into her like my cock is dying to. Even with an aching hand, I grip her hips and grind her over my face, encouraging her to take over.
“Jake, oh, god, Jake,” she cries, writhing over me.
I know the moment she grabs the headboard because her hips move with purpose, allowing me to lick from her ass to her clit and back.
I swallow down every drop of her essence, savoring the tangy taste.
My cock is rock hard and aching to be inside of her .
“I’m, mmmm, close,” she moans out, so I double my efforts, sucking her clit every time it passes my lips.
Her little whimpers whenever my tongue reaches her ass have me on the edge.
My hands grip her ass, holding her in place so I can suck her clit.
I’m rewarded when her pussy gushes, soaking my face with her release.
“Mmm, fuuuck,” she cries, shuddering above me and riding out the last of her orgasm before slumping beside me.
I wipe my beard, then lick those fingers clean, Amber watching with rapt attention. “Such a good little slut, doing what you’re told. I’m going to erase his touch from your skin and remind you who you belong to.”
Taking her wrist, I tenderly place kisses along the inside of her forearm while kicking down my boxers. I settle between her thighs, lightly grinding my thick erection over her swollen pussy. When she whimpers, I reach under her head and lift it so she has to watch me take her.
“This cunt is mine. You are mine,” I say through clenched teeth, pushing my thick length into her wet heat. “See how good we look together?” I let my forehead fall to hers, and we both watch me slide out, covered in her release, and push back in.
“Yours,” she repeats, and something inside my heart cracks.
No one has ever been mine before. The fact this incredible woman is, is almost more than I can bear.
Her presence is a revelation, a beacon of light in a world that has always been blanketed in darkness.
The mere thought of her choosing me fills me with a sense of wonder and gratitude that I struggle to put into words.
I find myself on the brink of a new chapter, one where I’m no longer alone and get to share my life with one woman who needs me just as much as I crave her.
I lift her hips, place a pillow under them, and continue rocking into her. The frenzied feeling of needing to pound her from before is gone, replaced with the need to see her. To see everything she normally tries to hide as I fill her .
She reaches back and undoes her bra, then tosses it, my hands exploring her body, from her cute little toes up to her slender neck.
Her skin is soft, so delicate and pretty.
So different from the war always raging behind her eyes.
The golden eyes looking at me with such a soft and broken expression are threatening to gut me.
When she tries to look away, I lean down to take her lips in a passionate kiss.
Our tongues tangle, and I pour out all the hurt she has caused me over the last few weeks, and she takes it without complaint.
My hips never stop rocking into hers, building us both up higher and higher.
Her heart is pounding against her chest, and her breath quickens as she gets closer to the precipice of orgasm again.
When I back away, she looks down, so I slide my hand up her neck, angling her head to face me. My fingers stay over her pulse point, feeling the fluttering there. “Eyes on me, baby.”
Honey-colored eyes bore into mine, setting off my orgasm as pulse after pulse of release spills into her.
I growl out her name, and she crests over that edge with me.
Her hot cunt grips me tight, spasming around my spent cock.
Our bodies are slick with sweat, and she looks wrecked beneath me.
“Stay here,” I whisper, and drop a kiss to her nose.
As gently as I can, I pull out from her and make my way to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to wet with warm water.
She’s still splayed out on the bed as my release slowly spills out of her.
Seeing my mark on her is so satisfying, and suddenly, I don’t want to wipe it away.
With two fingers, I push the cum back in, then lick the rest of her pussy clean as she mewls in protest. Tasting our combined cum makes my cock thicken again, so I pull back and wipe the rest before tossing the rag into her hamper.
As if the floor of her place isn’t littered with our clothes.
I draw the blankets back on her bed and scooch her over to get under them before sliding in on the other side. She curls into my side, placing her head on my chest. “I really am sorry. How’re you feeling?”
“Don’t worry about me, pretty girl. He hits like a bitch, and my hand will heal. How are you?”
A hot tear hits my skin, and I squeeze her tighter to me. “I never should have gone. It all just felt wrong. I’ve never had a relationship. I wasn’t sure the way I feel around you wasn’t just because it was new. I just needed to know, you know?”
I don’t know. I knew what we had was special. No woman has ever made me feel the way Amber has. No woman has let me fully be myself before. No woman has been able to make me hard with only a look or had me thinking of all the things I could build to make her fall for me. Only Amber.
“Now you know. Next time you want to go on a date, you get sick, you need something from the store, anything. You call me. I’m your man.”
“Yes, Jake.” Her sultry voice flows over me, like she knows exactly what those words will do to me. With one finger, I lift her chin, pressing my lips to hers, and start our night all over again.
Sausage Squad Group Chat
Jake :
I got the girl.
Thoren :
Finally
River :
Does this mean we’re no longer the sausage squad?
Thoren :
No, idiot. We will always be the sausage squad.
Jake :
Does your girl have a sausage we don’t know about?
River :
I’M TELLING LILY YOU SAID THAT. The nut peas will be yours next, fucker.
Thoren :
Speaking of peas, did you hear Jake mauled a guy?
Jake :
What does that have to do with peas? And how did you know?
Thoren :
Once a cop, always a cop. My dad hears everything.
River :
Whoop whoop, that’s the sound of the police!
River :
Did you get arrested? Why do I miss all the fights? Do I need to fight someone now? Is he dead? Is that how you got the girl??