Chapter 13
13
JASMINE
A lex gives me his list of suggestions for takeout places. Honestly, every kind of food is covered on his list, so I don’t feel deprived. And this way he can feel comfortable about our choice. I like that.
By the time we’re finishing up our paninis, our conversation has circled all over the place. But now it’s a bit different. Now, when Alex tells me about a cool museum or gallery, we’re also making plans to go there together.
He picks up the empty wrappers, tosses them in the trash, then scrubs his hands. As he sits down beside me again, he stares down at his palms. “You know… I do wash my hands a lot. It’s automatic, from working in labs my entire life. Sometimes I guess I blur the line between work life and home life.”
“It’s understandable. You spend so much time there.”
He takes my hands. “Will you help me adjust a bit more?”
My heart does that crazy squeezy thing it’s been doing a lot lately. “I don’t want to change you.”
His grin lights up his eyes. Holy smokes, I will never get tired of staring up at that handsome face in front of me. “Not change . More like…a slight nudge?”
“Okay.” My head tips toward the kitchen window. “You have a beautiful spot right there for a small herb garden.”
“Perfect. The entire house could use some plants. Will you help me pick them out?”
“Of course.”
He stands up, pulling me with him. “I think I need a shower. Not because I’m terrified of microbes, but because it’s a great way to shake off the day. I had three back-to-back conference calls that stressed me out.”
There’s something in the way he’s looking at me. It takes me a moment, but then I think I know what he’s getting at. Leaning in, I run my fingertips down the center of his spine. “What if there are germs right here? It might be hard for you to reach this spot.”
“Good point. Maybe we should help each other.”
He takes my hand, walking slowly down the hall. In the bedroom, he turns up the heat before taking hold of the bottom of my shirt, and I raise my arms to help him pull it off over my head.
His gaze drops to my breasts, cupping them over my bra with his hands, his thumbs skimming across my skin. Then he checks my eyes again.
It finally clicks. “I feel like you’re being polite and not asking. Yes, I’m a virgin. But I’m on the pill. Mom got pregnant quite young, so we’re all a bit paranoid about that. But I think this is right, and I’m ready for anything.”
“Anything?” His eyebrows lift.
“ Every thing.”
He smiles warmly. Yep, there’s that squeezy thing again. “Thank you. I appreciate the clarity.”
I unbutton his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders and down his arms until it hits the floor. One of these days I’m going to ask him about his obviously dedicated gym regimen, but he stops my train of thought with a soul-stirring kiss that distracts me from my bra and jeans joining his shirt on the floor.
Aren’t I supposed to feel shy and vulnerable? All I feel is the heat building between us, and the confidence that I get from dragging my hands down his bare chest, exploring as much as I can reach. I’m clumsy as I fumble with his belt, but soon we are both completely naked, standing toe to toe, kissing gently as our bodies move against each other.
My gasp when he scoops me up to carry me to the bathroom makes him chuckle.
The shower is incredible, with three different heads and a whole bunch of controls. By the time we step into the perfectly warm-hot spray, I’m more than ready to let Alex take control of me as well.
The heat overtakes us – both the steam, and the way he keeps switching from meeting my gaze longingly and raking his eyes down my skin as the water splashes over me.
He buries his face in the crook of my neck, breathing me in. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers. “So sweet. Inside and out.”
I smell along his shoulder, then reach out to sniff his bottle of body wash. “The label looks so innocent, but make it smell so sexy that?—”
He cuts me off with a long, hungry kiss. Somehow, even with our eyes half shut, we each manage to take a pump of the delicious light pine soap. Our hands drift lazily over each other’s skin – his thumbs lightly brushing my nipples, my palms dragging along his chest.
“Turn,” I command. As I scrub his wide, sculpted back, I marvel at the way it’s becoming more natural to caress each other.
His deep chuckle fills the air, along with the steam and spray. “Mmm, that feels good. When you move in with me, I’ll have the cleanest back in town.” He spins. “And you’ll be spotless from head to toe.”
I gasp as his wet hand slides between my legs, then again when I notice his hard cock standing at full attention. “Wait.” I stifle a third gasp. “M-move in?”
“No hurry, of course.” His fingertips drift slowly through my folds, making me tingle. “Whenever you’re ready. But the thought of waking up with you in my arms every single morning fills me with…”
Alex stops moving. “Jasmine, I of all people should realize the proper order of things. Yes, I’m thinking about you moving in, or the two of us choosing another house together if you don’t like this one. I want marriage, kids, a huge garden, the whole bit. Are we…”
I’m already nodding, grateful that my cheeks are wet so he doesn’t see that I’m tearing up. “On the same page? Yeah.”
“Good.” His warm, hard body presses to mine. “We don’t need to rush anything. Whatever you… Oh, that’s nice .”
My hand closes around his massive shaft, stroking gently. It’s easier with the water making his skin so wet.
His lips drop to my ear as he breathes, “Tell me, baby. Do you want a replay of what we did last time, or…more?”
“More. All .” I can’t be clearer than that, can I?
“Then you’d better stop doing that. You’re so hot that I’m having visions of coming all over those glorious tits. I’d rather come right here .”
I moan loudly as his thick finger glides inside me. This sensation is beyond amazing, and I take a few long breaths to enjoy it. We’re about to have sex. I’m finally going to experience what that feels like with the most incredible man I’ve ever met. “Yeah. But maybe…not in the shower?”
“Good idea. I’ll just need to make sure you’re really wet and ready first.”
A weak cry escapes my lips as Alex crowds me into the corner of the large shower stall so that most of the spray now misses me as he drops to his knees. I steady myself against the glass wall when he flings my leg over his shoulder.
Oh, my… My body turns to jelly as he devours my pussy. This is so wildly intimate. I’ve never been so close to another person before, and it’s shocking how much I’ve craved it.
I love the way Alex is teaching me to be more in tune with my emotions, my needs, my feelings…and, right now, my body. Everything is searing into my memory, my subconscious already knowing that I’ll want to recall every second of this experience.
His eyes blaze, like he’s drunk on the idea he’s giving me so much pleasure. Making me moan, triggering twitches and shudders all the way through me. My ability to think has flown out the window as his huge hands grasp my hip bones, holding me steady.
Alex keeps me pinned with his left hand, his right fingers dancing across my slick pussy. “I love how wet you are,” he murmurs against my skin, the vibration lighting me up from the inside.
He’s already an expert at working my body, analyzing every single data point until my eyes can’t focus. He doubles down, licking faster, his fingers working inside me, his gaze locked on mine. If he wasn’t holding me so tightly, I’d be sliding down the shower wall.
The climax roars through me, my shaking body weak as I gasp and twist, helpless and strong and… fiery. Alex makes me feel fiery. That’s a first.
As soon as my trembling slows down, he straightens up and turns the water off. He bundles me into a bath sheet, then wraps another one around his waist before scooping me up.
It’s toasty warm in his bedroom by now, and he briskly dries me off, then tucks me into bed, pulls the towels away, and flings them over a chair.
Why does it feel so natural to be naked with him? It’s strangely beautiful. I pull him against me until I’m surrounded by him. He’s so big that he’s everywhere. And the weight of his thick, hard cock against my hip nearly takes my breath away.
“Tell me what you want, gorgeous.” His breath is a bit unsteady, like mine.
“You. All of you.” I’m not sure what else to say, so I just grab the back of his muscular thighs, spreading my legs as I pull him on top of me.
I can feel his pent-up tension in every movement, but he doesn’t rush as he moves over me, settling into position. When his shaft drops between my thighs, he seems to ignore it.
The heat in his next kiss feels possessive. And as I feel his skin brush lightly against mine, I know that he is about to make me his, just as soon as we can both find our breath.