Chapter Eighteen
JAKE
She went from feisty and sassy to bone-tired right in front of my eyes after the main course.
"I'm not sure what hit me," she murmured.
"You're tired, Natalie. You've had a long day. Come on, I'll take you home."
"I wanted us to stay out longer. It's so pretty here."
"We can always come another time," I suggested.
She’d let down her defenses tonight. Even though she hadn't had any alcohol, she was exhausted from spending hours with Larissa at the hospital and was quiet on the drive home.
When we arrived, she yawned as we walked up to the door.
Taking the keys out of her bag, she fumbled with them and looked up at me.
"Do you want to come inside?"
"Yes," I answered. "I want to make sure you get in safe."
"You think I'll trip over the stairs?"
"You're exhausted, Natalie."
“And you’re protective, as usual. I never admitted it before, but I love it.”
“I like you with your defenses lowered,” I whispered in her ear from behind.
She straightened up but then relaxed under my touch. Fucking hell. I had to rein myself in, or I was going to turn her around and kiss her right against this door.
She unlocked it and stepped inside, glancing over her shoulder.
"You’re still on your mission to get in my pants, huh?"
I cleared my throat. "All I want to do is make sure that you’ll be okay tonight.”
“I must work better on my seduction skills, then."
It took a few seconds for me to react to what she said.
Fuck me. She invited me here on purpose.
Turning around, she glanced up at me. I moved closer. I wanted her so bad tonight, but I wanted to make sure I didn't take advantage of her.
"Natalie, are you sure?"
She nodded. "Yes. We had a wonderful evening, and, well, who knows how much time we have?”
"What do you mean?" I asked. I was close enough to smell her shampoo, to feel her breath on my neck.
"I'm applying for jobs everywhere, so if I have to move to the boonies, then that’s what I’ll do."
Every muscle in my body went taut. I looked down at her. "No."
"What?" she asked, confused.
"No," I said more forcefully.
Before she could reply, I kissed her hot and wet and so damn hard that she stumbled backward toward the wall.
I shot my hand forward so she wouldn't crash against the tiles and put the other one on her waist. I couldn't stop kissing her, turning hard instantly.
No way in hell was I going to let this woman go anywhere.
Why had no one told me that she even planned to apply to other cities? Why hadn't I thought about that?
But was I even being fair? I was headed on the first flight out to Manhattan once I got the advertising business back into shape, after all.
“Jake,” she murmured when we pulled apart for a breath. I kissed her again. I couldn't stop. I wouldn't.
She put both hands on my chest and then brought one to my neck, taking a breath and then a second one. I clutched her wrist, pressing my thumb on her pulse point. It was quick, just like mine.
“Natalie,” I said through gritted teeth. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. God, Jake, I want you so damn much."
I swallowed hard, needing to be clear on everything. "Are you sure you want me to be here tonight?"
"Yes. I want you in here, in my apartment, inside me."
I was close to losing control. I kissed her even harder than before, pushing her against the wall.
I moved both hands down on her outer thighs, tracing my fingers in slow circles before bunching up her dress.
My semi-erection turned to a full hard-on, and I reached for her bare skin.
It was even smoother and softer than I imagined.
"Fuck, if you knew all the things I'm going to do to you tonight."
Her skin instantly turned to goose bumps at my words.
"Yes, Jake. You can do everything you want to me."
"I will, because you’re mine. I'm going to show you just how good that feels."
Taking a small step back, I pulled her dress over her head. She was wearing black panties and a matching bra.
"You’re so damn gorgeous." I looked her up and down, trying to decide where to start feasting on her.
She was still wearing her heels and looked like a goddess, but I wanted her to be comfortable.
"Take those off," I said, nodding toward her shoes while I took off my own.
"That was not where I thought you were going to start," she said playfully.
"Small steps, babe. Small steps,” I said, taking one hand and steadying her as she stepped out of her heels.
Once she was barefoot, she led me deeper into the living room. I couldn't stop looking at her. Moving closer, I touched her outer thighs again, this time bringing one hand to her right buttock, slapping it lightly. At the same time, she glanced over her shoulder.
"Oh!" Her voice shook.
I pushed her against me right there in the living room and moved my right hand over her pussy. Her panties were already damp.
I rubbed two fingers up and down her slit, knowing the contact of fabric on skin would drive her insane. I hadn't counted on it driving me crazy as well. Feeling her whole body twist and spiral in sync with how my fingers played her pussy was insanely sensual.
"Jake… Oh, Jake."
"You're on the edge already, aren't you?" I asked her.
"Yes. Oh God, yes."
With my other hand, I undid her bra. I wanted to feel her breast in my palm.
I threw away the bra and cupped one breast. It was round and fucking perfect in my hand.
It seemed to spur her on even more. I focused on her right nipple before moving to the left one.
All the while, I kept rubbing her entrance up and down without concentrating too much on her clit. I was leaving the best for last.
"Jake, Jake," she chanted, dropping her head back onto my shoulder.
She turned slightly, and I kissed her sideways, moving my tongue quickly, alternating it with long strokes that mirrored what my fingers were doing over her panties.
I could make her come just like this in her dark living room without even taking her panties off.
But I wanted to give her the best, and this was not it. This was merely foreplay.
I took my hand away from her panties and she gasped, trembling in my arms.
"Jake, please… please make me come."
I nearly burst in my pants at her words.
"I will. I promise, I fucking will. So damn hard."
I pushed the lace down her legs. She immediately realized what I was doing and took over, tugging at them before she bent down seductively, pushing them off.
I shoved down my own pants but stopped what I was doing midway to my knees because the sight in front of me was too damn gorgeous.
She was naked, still standing with her back to me.
I took out my wallet from my back pocket, putting on a condom.
She looked over her shoulder, sucking in a breath.
I leaned forward. "Put your hands at the edge of the table."
"Right here?"
"I'm not going to be inside you just now. Not right away, Natalie, but I want to make you come with both my cock and my hand."
She shivered again and stretched her hands forward, pressing her ass back. I rubbed the length of my cock along her pussy, nudging her clit with the tip of my erection in every stroke. My eyesight blurred. A shock of pleasure went through me, and I wasn't even inside her.
"Oh my God, Jake!" Her voice shook.
I circled her clit with my hand too, alternating the movement between a gentle press and a hard one, paying attention to the reactions of her body. Her legs were quivering.
"Oh, that's it, babe. Come. I want you to come," I told her, pressing on her clit with two fingers.
She exploded almost immediately. I kept her against me with one hand as she thrashed.
Fuck, it was beautiful to see her like this.
I couldn't wait to make her come when she was lying down on a bed.
I knew she was still using part of her energy to make sure she didn't lose her balance, even though I was sustaining her.
The next time she came, she wouldn't have to worry about any of that.
My cock was painfully hard now. I led her to the door just off the living room.
I assumed it went to the bedroom, and I was right.
It was dark as well. I kicked off my pants on the way and then tugged at all my buttons, getting the shirt out of the way too, wanting as much skin-on-skin contact as possible.
"Mm, wait." She turned on the light and pouted as she sat on the bed. "I wanted to watch you take off your clothes.”
"There will be plenty of opportunities," I assured her. "Now, on your knees."
Her eyes flashed, but she did as I asked. She was right in the middle of the bed. I climbed on in the same position and moved behind her. She looked down at my cock.
"Oh wow. You’re huge."
From behind, I positioned myself between her legs again, rubbing the length up and down, just as I'd done before. But the angle was different now. I knew she was sensitive from before, so instead of circling her clit, I gave her pussy short slaps, making sure to brush her clit every time.
"Oh my God." She buckled forward so she was on all fours.
"Come back up, babe. I want you like this."
She drew in a deep breath, pushing herself up. I interlaced the fingers of our left hands, then slid inside her. She gasped, dropping her head back on my shoulder as I moved in and out of her.
This was the best feeling I ever had. I couldn't even believe it was possible to feel this good. I'd always enjoyed sex, but with Natalie, it was far more than that. It was everything.
I moved with elaborate strokes, keeping my free hand on her clit, drumming my fingers on her skin. Every now and again, I gave her clit another gentle slap. She shuddered and contracted her muscles.
"You're so tight." If she got any tighter, I was going to lose it.
I bent our hands, bringing them to her left breast, cupping it with her own hand.
While she held it, I played with her nipple.
The sight was so damn erotic. I knew I was going to explode soon, and so was she.
Her breath quickened. Her muscles seemed even tighter than before.
She moved her hips back and forth, meeting my thrusts.
I barely became aware of Natalie climaxing when my own orgasm exploded inside me.
We moved wildly, our bodies slapping against each other desperately until we both calmed down.
I pulled out of her gently and turned her sideways so we lay down in bed.
I was close enough that her back was plastered against me.
"Hey, someone is romantic and great in bed and likes to spoon," she muttered, making me laugh. "Are you sleepy?"
"Yes," I admitted.
I was fighting it, but I could feel the tiredness creeping up. I wanted to stay awake and talk with her all night long, but my limbs were heavy and my head was spinning.
"So am I."
The next second, her breathing changed, becoming softer. I pushed myself up on my elbow, glancing at her. She was out completely. I kissed her shoulder. She didn't even react. Clearly she was already in deep sleep.
I cleaned off quickly, then put my head back on the pillow and fell asleep almost instantly.