8. Jake
Jake
Yara hugged Ven hard enough to break bones. “I love you so damn much, Heaven. Thank you for dropping everything and being here with me this weekend.”
Ven hugged her back. “I love you too. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be. Now, go. Hydrate. Have amazing sex and get some sleep.”
“If this is the kind of to-do list you get when this girl is around, we are definitely keeping her,” Warren told my sister with a deep, half-drunk laugh. “Come on, princess. I have boxes I can’t wait to check off.”
She squealed when he lifted her over his shoulder and slapped his hand on her ass. I squeezed the bridge of my nose. Just because I’d always been on board with the two of them being together did not mean I could stomach hearing the word sex associated with my baby sister.
“Goodnight!” Yara called before the door shut behind them.
“Night, babe.” Ven waved and then slowly pivoted toward me, her smile going from warm and tender to full of the same heat that had been burning through me all evening. The air around us suddenly crackled with sexual tension. “I believe I owe you a thank-you payment, Mr. Wilson.”
Groaning, I dipped low, capturing her lips in the kiss I’d been aching for since I’d sat down beside her in that cramped plane seat.
I tasted a hint of the guava cake she’d shared with Yara for dessert and something sweeter, dangerously addictive.
Hungry for her, I deepened the kiss, needing more of those flavors on my tongue.
With a whine that went straight to my cock, she kissed me back.
She stabbed her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer.
Filling my hands with her ass, I lifted her a few inches off the floor and stumbled with her to the suite across the hall.
I didn’t remember getting the door open or hearing it click shut behind us.
All I had was the memory of her moan in my ears as I bunched her dress up to her waist and pinned her hips to the wall, her heels dropping unnoticed in front of the door.
I could feel how wet she was, her tiny panties already damp from her needy little pussy.
If I’d been in my right mind, and not half blind from how desperately I wanted her, I would have taken my time undressing her, savoring the sight of each beautiful inch of her I revealed. Instead, I only had one goal in mind—getting naked so I could get inside her.
She tore at my shirt, her short nails leaving scratches, the slight sting adding a spicy bite to the pleasure. “Bed. Please.”
Her dress disappeared as we crashed through the foyer and into the living room. Her bra went next, and I didn’t waste a minute filling my palms with her perfection. I bumped into an end table as I buried my face between her gorgeous tits, causing the lamp sitting on it to break as it hit the floor.
“Oops,” she breathed with a giggle before pulling my head back to her for another kiss.
Scooping her up so she didn’t step on the broken pieces, I carried her the rest of the way to the room I’d chosen earlier. Dropping her in the middle of the king-sized bed, I kicked off my clothes, while she propped herself up on her elbows to watch me.
Fuck. With her lying there, her body flushed, her tits practically bouncing with how hard she was breathing, dressed in nothing but the tiniest pair of panties I’d ever seen, she was the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed.
As she bit the corner of her bottom lip, her eyes traveled over my body appreciatively. I rubbed my hand down my abs before wrapping my fingers around my painfully hard cock.
“Gods,” she moaned, licking her lips when a pearl of come beaded from the slit. “You’re going to wreck me.”
“Fucking right, bunny.” I rolled her panties down her thighs, exposing her bare cunt, and buried my face in her drenched folds.
“Jake!” she cried, opening her legs wider for me.
I sucked her clit, testing how ready she was with my middle and ring fingers. She was tight, her inner walls clenching greedily. Getting one more lick, I crawled up her body, taking her in one savage thrust.
Her scream bounced off the walls, her nails biting into my sides as I buried my cock to the hilt.
My vision dimmed, and the pleasure of having her wet heat wrapped around my shaft rocked through me, better than anything I’d ever experienced in my life.
Feeling her squeeze me, I shook my head, trying to clear away the haze.
As I kissed her, my body took over, blocking out any rational thought except filling her with my come.
I wasn’t reckless. No, I was the one who always had a plan, a timeline.
Control. But from the first glimpse of my little bunny, all that flew out the window.
There was no controlling this, not when my heart and head were in complete accord.
Ven was meant to be mine, and I was going to make sure everyone knew it.
The bed creaked as I fucked her harder, her whimpers turning to needy cries that grew louder and louder until she was screaming. “Jake! Please. It’s so good. Fucking hell, yes! So, so good.”
Her hands were clutching at the pillow, her hips arching up to meet each of my vicious thrusts. I grasped one of her wrists hard before entwining our fingers. “Come for me, little bunny. Let me feel it. I need it, I need you. Drown my cock with every drop from this tight cunt.”
“Almost,” she whined. “So close.”
Snarling, I flipped us so that I was beneath her. Her dark hair was a tangled, sexy mess as she pushed herself up to straddle me, her hips already finding the rhythm. Those beautiful blue-grays rolled back in her head. “That’s the spot,” she cried, her hips working faster.
She clamped around my shaft once, then again before her release hit her fully. Gripping her hips in both hands, I pounded up into her, my fingers biting into her lush ass hard enough to leave bruises.
“Fuck, baby, fuck,” I groaned, my balls tightening, my own orgasm rushing forward. “Mine. Say you’re mine, Ven. Say it. Now.”
“I-I’m yours,” she moaned. Her body went slack, and she fell forward.
Wrapping her in my arms, I slowed my pace, still fully hard despite having just emptied inside her.
I was completely bare for the first time.
Protection hadn’t crossed my mind, and I wasn’t sure if it would have mattered if I had remembered.
Nothing could come between us, not even a condom.
She belonged to me, and I was going to make sure no one ever had a moment of doubt about that.