FIVE SHEP
FIVE
SHEP
Her mouth is still open in surprise when her lips land on mine, and my tongue wastes no time in reacquainting itself with her taste—mint, honey, and something uniquely Jade.
I’ll never get my fill, but I’m damned sure I’m not letting her go.
Not this time. Not any other time in the future.
I gave her up once, but I won’t be that stupid again.
She moans and grinds herself against my erection, and stars pop in my vision. I squeeze her ass in my hands and her mouth breaks from mine.
“Ohhh.”
My lips find her jaw and I trace them down along her neck, breathing in her citrusy scent.
Her tank top is no match for my mouth, and I shift it to the side and continue to feather kisses along her shoulder and collarbone.
Her fingers dive into my hair and hold me in place while her hips shift against mine.
Why did I think jeans were a good idea? Fuck, if I know. I just want them gone right now. I want nothing between us. Not anymore.
“Jade,” I whisper her name against her heated skin.
“Mmmm.”
I slowly reach up and grip her hands in mine, interlacing our fingers so I can retreat enough to see her face. Her eyelids flutter open, and her deep emerald-colored eyes are cloudy with desire.
“I want you.”
The words are simple, but the emotion they express is anything but.
“I’m all yours. You have me.”
She wiggles in my lap to prove her point and I groan.
“Fuck, baby. I want to make you mine again. In every sense of the word.”
This time when she moves, she squirms off my lap. Is it too soon? We dated for almost eighteen months before. But that was when neither of us had any clue what to do. And I know exactly what I want in this moment.
Her.
She lifts her hand and holds it out for mine. I let her pull me from the couch and bump into her.
“Make love to me, Shep.”
Scooping her up in my arms, it only takes me one wrong door until I find her bedroom. The light curtains blow in the breeze from the open window that looks out over her small backyard. She’s made a home here. One I very much want to be a part of.
Releasing her legs, I let her slide down my body. She gasps as my erection brushes her center, and her breaths are shallow when she’s finally on her feet in front of me.
“You’re sure?” I ask again.
“Yes. It’s always been you.”
The words still vibrate on her lips when I claim them, coaxing her tongue to dance with mine.
Her hands tug my shirt from my pants while mine find as much warm, smooth skin as they can.
I slowly pull her tank top up and over, tossing the cotton somewhere out of my way.
Her breasts spill out against the tan lace of her bra, the cups barely covering them.
Instead the fabric pushes them up and out, and I lift a finger to trace the smooth skin along the edge.
“Shep.” She moans and arches her back to press herself closer to my touch.
“I like this,” I murmur.
Maybe it was why her breasts had looked so amazing earlier when she crossed her arms. It had taken everything I had not to give them more than a momentary glance. But now I can look my fill.
“But I like it better off.”
I flick the center clasp and her breasts bounce free, the hard nipples begging for my attention. I slide the straps off her shoulders and she shrugs out of it.
“Touch me,” she begs.
I grip the back of my shirt and yank it over my head before I move closer to her.
Her hands catalog the muscles in my chest, and her breasts quiver with the movement.
Lifting my hands, I cup both of them and run my thumbs over her nipples.
Her breath catches, and I use my index fingers and thumbs to pluck at the two distended tips until I can’t deny myself any longer.
I shift my hands to her hips and boost her until her breasts are at the right level for me to suck one into my mouth.
Her legs wrap around my waist while I hold her in place to feast. Her back bows, and I lift a hand to support her while I enjoy the way her breast pushes farther into my mouth.
My name breaks on her lips and I nip at the flesh in my mouth.
“Again.”
I repeat the caress and her legs spasm around me.
My dick pushes insistently against the zipper of my jeans to remind me that I need us both naked. Moving blindly for the bed, I lower us down before I release her breast with a pop. Glancing up, I meet her eyes. They’re slumberous with desire, and her lower lip is locked in her teeth.
It’s overwhelming what seeing her like this—what being with her like this—makes me feel. Desire. Love. Regret. The combination takes my breath away and makes me so fucking grateful to be right here, right now.
“What?” she asks after several moments and lifts her hand to my face.
“I love you.”
A weight I didn’t know existed lifts from my shoulders. A small smile quirks the corners of her mouth, and her fingers curl into my cheek.
“I love you too.”
I shift up, capturing her lips with mine.
Her hands feather down my back until they dip below the waistband of my jeans.
I drag my hand along her breast, catching the tip between my thumb and forefinger.
Using the leverage of her hands on my ass, she lifts her hips to bump mine and breaks the kiss to drag hot, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw until her teeth nip my earlobe.
“I need you,” she murmurs.
“What do you need more, sweetheart? My fingers?” I squeeze the nipple between my fingers until she mewls. “My tongue?” I bite along her neck quickly before laving the sting with my tongue. “Or my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
“All three. Everything. You. Now. Please.”
Her words come in pants as she struggles to bring her hands between us to fumble with the snap on her cut-offs. Lifting myself away from her, I lift my hands to the button on my jeans.
“No,” I say when she lifts her hands to finish pulling her shorts off. “I’ll do that. I want to undress you.”
She’s a goddess bathed in the sunlight that slants through her bedroom window with her hair mussed and her lips swollen and red from my kisses.
Her nipples are hard and beg for more of my attention, and I struggle to tug my zipper down over my hard cock.
Her attention is locked on the movements of my fingers as I tug the jeans and boxers down over my hips.
My cock springs free and she licks her lips.
“See something you like?” I ask her and reach for the hem of her shorts.
“Mm-hmm.”
I make quick work of her shorts and panties and have to agree. The smooth skin of her pussy is the best thing I’ve ever seen.
My fingers slide easily to find the hard bundle of nerves at the end of their pilgrimage. I swirl a finger around the nub, and her legs part to grant me more room. On the second pass, her eyes flutter shut. With the third, she locks her hand around my wrist.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers.
“I have no intention of stopping.”
I slide one finger inside, followed by a second while I rest my thumb against her clit.
“Oh god.”
“Just me, sweetheart,” I say and lower my lips to her nipple. I tug the peak into my mouth.
I apply pressure against her clit with my thumb and pump my fingers in and out while my tongue spars with the tip of her breast. Her pussy is tightening around my fingers, and my dick twitches against her thigh. But this moment isn’t about my pleasure. It’s about hers.
And she’s fucking close.
I withdraw my fingers from her pussy and she cries out, the cry turning into a gasp as my tongue replaces them.
I swipe my tongue back to front and circle her clit before I tap the bundle of nerves.
Her fingers tighten in my hair, and the slight tug of pain is a direct line of pleasure down my spine.
“Shep.”
My name on her lips is the sweetest sound.
I want it again. I want my name to be the only thing on her lips.
Adding a finger to the mix, I curl it until I find the spot I want.
Her hips jerk against my mouth, and I tighten my grip on her thigh to hold her steady while I keep up the symphony of my tongue and lips on her clit and my finger in her pussy.
Her muscles spasm around me, and her breath saws in and out of her lungs.
“Please. I’m so close.”
I don’t release my connection, but I know how close she is. No amount of time could make me forget the way she feels when she’s about to come. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I suction hard enough to hollow my cheeks before I bring my teeth lightly down on the bundle.
“Shepard.”
Her fingers tighten painfully against my hair but I don’t let up, continuing my efforts until she lies spent beneath me. I climb back up her body, and my mouth finds hers, my tongue breaking through her lips to let her taste herself on mine.
She moves slightly, and a grimace breaks the connection of our lips.
“Oh my god.”
“What?” I ask.
A warm pink climbs up her collarbone and neck to settle in her cheeks.
“Did I…did I pee?”
I smile and drop a kiss to her nose.
“No, you didn’t pee.”
“Why is it so wet?”
This time I can’t stop the bark of laughter that pops out.
I roll us so that I’m on my back—thankfully away from the wet spot—and she straddles my waist. Lifting my hands to her breasts, I fill my palms with their weight and drag my thumbs over the tips.
She moans and arches against my hands until I repeat the caress.
“It just means you enjoyed yourself. And there’s more where that came from.”
Our times in high school were rushed. Stolen moments in my car or her room the few times I managed to sneak in.
Once at my uncle’s garage when he left to make a bank deposit.
This is a whole new experience. I get to take my time and savor every luscious curve of her body the way that it’s meant to be worshipped.
“Mmm. Don’t stop,” she whispers and lifts her hands to cover mine.
“Not going to happen, sweetheart.”
Her pussy rubs against my dick, and I groan at the friction.
“Fuck, sweetheart.”
She bends down, and her breasts press against my chest while my hands grip her hips and continue to torture us both as I move her back and forth over my dick.
“I want you inside me.”
“I want that too. I just need to grab a condom.”
Her eyes open, the dark black of the pupil nearly eclipsing the green.
“I’m on birth control.”
Jealousy rears its ugly head as to why she’s on birth control. But I have no right to get jealous when it was my own damn fault.
“Not that there was anything like that going on. I—”
I cut off her explanation with a kiss.
“I don’t need the details. Are you sure?”
“Yes. I can trust you, right? You’d tell me if we needed one.”
I nod. “I got a clear bill of health at my last physical before I moved back.”
“What about—”
I press a finger against her lips.
“I know what it looked like. But there’s been no one else for me since I moved back, Jade. No one else. I wanted you.”
She lines herself up with my cock and slowly sinks down.
“Does that answer your question?” she asks.
With her pussy gripping my dick like a goddamn vise, I say the only thing that comes to mind.
“What was the question?”