CHAPTER TEN
JENNIFER
As Seth kisses me, I realize this is it, no more holding back, no more taking things slow. This is real. The need between us is too strong, and honestly, I don’t want it slow anymore. I want this man more than I’ve ever wanted anything else before in my life.
This amazingly brilliant man that I never in a million years dreamed I could have. He’s every wish and fantasy I ever wanted and more. I’m a fan of romance books, and who doesn’t want the fairy tale of a rich and handsome man sweeping in and completely upending your life in the most amazing ways?
The reality of it is so much better because it’s not picture-perfect.
It’s flawed, like we all are. Seth is a workaholic who is bound to slip up and go back to his ways from time to time.
I’m a simple woman trying to work with what I've got. We’re not perfect people, but it certainly seems we’re perfect together.
Though something nags at the back of my mind, holding me back from stripping Seth and shoving him onto the couch and fucking him like I’ve been wanting to for so long.
He has a heart condition, or at least high blood pressure. He shouldn’t be overdoing himself or stressing. Will having sex be too much for him?
I break the kiss though Seth chases after my lips, groaning deep in his throat. His blue eyes blink open, and he looks hungry and so sexy it takes all my willpower not to go back to making out.
“Can you have sex?” I ask.
He blinks at me, then his lips curl up into a grin that I know all too well as he shifts his lower body, rubbing his erection into my stomach.
“Smartass,” I sigh, shamelessly leaning into his body’s hardness. “I mean, should you be having sex? Isn’t that dangerous?”
“If you’re worried about me dying in the middle of sex, I think we’re safe.”
“Seth!” I gasp, pulling back from him.
He cups my face. “No, my lovely and caring Jennifer, sex isn’t going to kill me.” He grins. “It’s a form of exercise, and exercise is something my doctor has greatly encouraged.”
I’m still not one hundred percent convinced, which has cooled my desire some. “Maybe we shouldn’t…”
Seth shakes his head. “No, we absolutely should. I don’t think I can survive another day of wanting you and keeping my hands to myself.” His head swoops down, and he claims my lips in another hot kiss.
He nips my lower lip as he pulls back. “If it makes you feel any better, you can do most of the work,” he teases.
Riding him is one of my top fantasies, so he’ll get no complaints from me.
I seize his hand and tug him toward his bedroom.
Chuckling, he lets me lead him into the room and is nothing but patient as I strip him and gaze at that amazing body that I’ve only gotten glimpses of before.
When he walked into the living room with only a towel riding low on his lean hips that one time, I thought I was going to embarrass myself by begging him to let me make love to him.
Except there is no need to beg, Seth is willingly mine.
It’s a heady experience and one I haven’t really experienced before. How often do people actually get exactly what or who they want?
His body is long and lean with tight muscles, and his cock is definitely drool-worthy. It’s long like the rest of him with an upward curve that I know is going to hit all the right spots inside me. He’s not super thick, but that length has my pussy fluttering in excitement.
“Like what you see?” he asks, taking hold of his cock and stroking his palm along it.
As if he doesn’t already know that.
With his big hand wrapped around the base, it’s even more apparent that, yeah, he’s been blessed in the cock department.
And I am one lucky girl to get to have him.
I reach out and trail my fingers over the flushed head of his cock and am rewarded by his quick intake of air.
Grinning, I motion to the bed. “Why don’t you have a seat so I can take a better look?”
He chuckles and sits back with his legs wide and his cock jutting upwards.
Coming closer, I kick off my shoes, and shimmy out of both my jeans and shirt, leaving my bra and panties on.
I’d waste time wishing I were wearing something sexy and expensive, but Seth’s gaze tells me he doesn’t need bits of satin and lace, he seems perfectly content with my plain and cheap beige bra and white cotton panties with the tiny white bow in front.
The way he looks at me, it’s as if I’m the sexiest woman in the world.
It's flattering and strokes my ego in ways I didn’t realize I needed. I want to be beautiful and sexy for Seth.
“Jennifer,” he groans, his heated eyes never leaving me.
I walk over and straddle his hips, his erection caught between our bodies as I run my hands over his collarbone, shoulders, and neck. I relish the silky texture of his short black hair as I drag my fingers through it while rubbing my lips along his. “Do you want me, Seth?” I breathe.
His hands seize my hips as his pelvis jerks under me. “I want you,” he pants against my mouth before his lips claim mine.
Our tongues glide as we kiss, our hips grinding together, and the thick smell of my arousal perfumes the air. It should embarrass me how wet I am for him, but nothing about this moment could cause me shame.
I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole adult life for him, and loving him is the most natural thing in the world.
His hands tease at my nipples as he cups my breasts, and I push my chest eagerly into his touch.
Before I know it, he has my bra undone and my breasts are exposed to his gaze, hands, and mouth, which he takes full advantage of.
Seth rolls us on the bed, his lips closing around a pebbled nipple as his hands peel my panties off. His fingers glide through my folds, spreading my wetness as he circles my clit and my entrance.
I pant and revel in the sensations going through me as Seth explores and loves my body. A strangled moan leaves me when he sinks one long finger inside my pussy as his thumb swirls around my clit.
“You are so beautiful,” he pants as he plants open-mouthed kisses along my breasts and stomach, working his way lower until his lips close around my clit.
Crying out, I rake my fingers through his hair, my climax throbbing through me as my channel clings to his thrusting finger while my clit is lavished by the hot heat of his mouth.
He sucks my clit as I come completely undone under him. Each hot pull of his mouth has me gasping.
Seth takes serious pleasure in eating me out. His groans and whispered words of praise, has me squirming and rocking my hips to meet his lips and tongue as I build toward another orgasm.
This time when I shatter, it’s around his tongue.
He continues to lick and thrust his tongue along my inner walls and seems content to continue licking me endlessly, but I crave his cock.
My pulsating channel cries out to be filled with something larger than his tongue, something far larger and harder.
I push away from him and slide to my side before completely rolling off the bed.
Blue eyes made darker by desire regard me as his tongue glides over his slick lips.
“Lay back on the bed, Seth,” I order, my gaze bouncing between his wet mouth and chin and the hard cock between his legs.
He does as I direct, moving up until he’s flat on his back, with his glorious cock standing tall and proud. Seth is quite a bit taller than me, but that doesn’t matter when I straddle his lean hips.
Moaning, his hands go to my hips, but I force them away as I seize his cock and tease it along my inner lips. “Is this what you wanted?” I ask, swirling the head of his cock in the wetness of my entrance. “For me to take this hard cock.” I gasp as I lower myself and his head fully enters me.
“You feel so good,” I moan, feeling his length filling me as I slide down. When our hips meet, it feels like he’s all the way up to my belly button. My eyes close as I slowly shift forward and rock over him, the fullness so intense I don’t know how I managed to take all of him.
His hands return to my hips, and this time I let them.
Opening my eyes, I gaze down at him and meet his wide-eyed stare.
“I love you,” he says, his fingers digging into my hips as he moves under me, his hips thrusting upwards, grinding himself deeper into my soaked pussy.
His unexpected and amazing words wash over me, and something inside me shatters. Planting my palms on his chest, I lift my hips and begin to wildly ride him. Each downward slam of my hips forces him as deep as possible, and when I lift up, I moan as he leaves the hot clasp of my body.
Want and need collide, desire pounds through me, and soon I’m coming apart on his cock, sobbing his name as my channel squeezes impossibly tight around his length.
With a snap of his hips, Seth joins me, his hot release flooding me, as he groans and holds me tightly to him.
I collapse onto his chest and pull off his cock with a low moan, my entire body feeling weak and limbs shaky as I cuddle into him.
Seth’s arms come around me as he holds me close, his warm breath fanning the tiny hairs around my hairline as we both catch our breath.
“Worth the wait,” Seth whispers.
Grinning, I nod and snuggle closer. Worth the wait and worth everything.