Chapter 6 #3
“I’ll never do that again. Ever.”
“Don’t be nervous. It’s just me, and I love you. I’ll always love you.”
She didn’t want to cry. She’d cried enough over the last few weeks that it was a wonder she had any tears left. But hearing him say he’d always love her broke what remained of her composure.
Jared kissed the tears off her cheeks. “Don’t cry, honey. You know I can’t handle it.” He continued to kiss her face, her jaw and then down her neck, making her shiver. “There’re so many better things we can do besides cry.” His lips came down on hers and stayed there as he lowered them to the bed.
Elisabeth loved the heavy weight of him on top of her.
He used to worry about crushing her because he was so much bigger than she was, but she’d always loved the feel of his muscular body pressing tight against hers.
Now she ran her hands up and down his back as her tongue tangled with his and his hand cupped her breast, rubbing his thumb over her nipple.
The sensations crashed through her, one after the other, each happening before she could process the one before. Filled with need for him, she worked her fingers into the back of his shorts, drawing a gasp from him.
“I don’t want to wait, Jared.”
With his forehead propped against hers, he seemed to be gathering himself and fighting his own emotions.
And then he was gone, but only to help her remove the nightgown that covered her.
He’d taught her to be comfortable with him, to be free with her body and to never be self-conscious in front of him.
But that was then, and this was now. She felt exposed and on display as his gaze took a slow, perusing journey from the top of her head to the soles of her feet while he unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts.
As it always had, the sight of his naked body made her feel greedy with desire.
If his rigid erection was any indication, he felt the same way.
He came onto the bed, one knee bent, his hands on her knees as he eased her legs apart.
Elisabeth recognized the heat in his eyes as he zeroed in on the heart of her, bending to press soft kisses to her inner thigh.
She squirmed under him, wanting to move him along, but she knew from experience that he wouldn’t be rushed.
As usual, he took his time until she was halfway out of her mind waiting for him to focus on the place that burned for him.
Right when she thought she’d have to beg him, he finally gave her his tongue. God, he is good at this.
She’d spent an inordinate amount of time while they were apart reliving moments just like this one, when he used everything in his arsenal to shatter her defenses.
“God, baby,” he whispered. “I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.”
Elisabeth fisted his hair, which she’d never been able to do before when his hair was so short, and arched into the strokes of his tongue. “Jared… Please. I need you.”
“I’m here, honey. I’m right here.” He pushed two fingers into her as he focused on her clit, sucking until she came with a scream, the pleasure electrifying her entire body.
He stayed with her through the orgasm that seemed to go on forever, withdrawing only when she flopped onto the mattress, boneless and depleted from the powerful release.
She’d barely begun to recover when he was above her, arranging her legs around his hips.
“Are we still good to go ungloved?” he asked hesitantly.
They’d waited a long time before deciding to be tested so they could abandon the condoms. “Yes.” She was on long-term birth control and had been for a while.
“There’s been no one else.”
“I know,” she said but was nonetheless happy to hear him confirm it.
Moving slowly, he entered her, his gaze pinned to hers, which kept her from looking away even when the emotions approached overload level. “Lizzie… Feels so good.”
“Mmm.” She raised her hips, looking for more.
“All the time we were apart, the only thing I could think about was how I’d bear to live the whole rest of my life without ever touching you again.” His hand curled around her breast as his lips surrounded her nipple.
The combination of his words, the tight press of his cock pushing into her and the heat of his mouth on her nipple brought her right back to the precipice of release.
“Not yet, baby,” he whispered gruffly. He’d taught her how to delay her release to ramp up the pleasure for both of them. Curling an arm around her left leg, he picked up the pace, making delayed pleasure an even greater challenge.
Elisabeth clenched her teeth against the need to give in to the release he was building with every thrust of his hips. She could tell he was close by the way his eyes drifted closed, his lips parted and his breathing deepened, all signs she’d come to recognize during their time together.
“Lizzie,” he said, gasping, “I love you so much. I need you.”
She wrapped her arms around him, holding on tight as he took them both to the edge and then pushed her over as he came with a growl against her ear that gave her goose bumps. “I love you, too.”