Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 99748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Jesse follows me to the bed, aiming for my breasts. He takes one into his mouth, sucking hard as his tongue circles my nipple. When he releases me, his teeth run over my skin, triggering all the nerve endings. I scratch my nails up his back until gooseflesh breaks out and then let my touch glance over the muscles of his shoulders.
I push at his chest, wanting space between us so that I can get the rest of my clothes off. Jesse stands beside the bed, watching as I kick off my heels and shimmy my pants off, leaving me in only my panties.
“These are your sexy ones.” The heat in the words washes over me as he slides them down my legs.
I know they are. Not only are they some of my sexy panties, they’re Jesse’s favorite ones. I wore them on purpose for good luck today, hopeful that things would end up exactly as they are. Naked with Jesse.
There’s only one thing missing.
“Need you. Now. Fuck me, Jesse.”
Instead of unbuttoning his own jeans, he drops to his knees on the floor and pulls me to the edge of the bed, burying his face in my core. I slide my hands into his hair, holding on for dear life as he devours me. It’s such an onslaught, I can’t tell what’s tongue, teeth, or mouth because my entire pussy is going liquid for him.
As good as it is, I still feel empty without him inside me. I buck my hips, riding his mouth. “There you go. Use me,” he praises.
“Fingers,” I beg.
I only have to say it once and Jesse slides two fingers into me easily, going directly to impaling me with them hard and fast. “Yes,” I hiss. He knows my body, knows how to get me there quick and how to draw it out. This time, we’re going for coming fast.
It’s only seconds until the throbbing pulses send me into the darkness behind my eyes. Sparkles flash there like fireworks, but the real show is happening between my legs where Jesse’s humming against my flesh.
When I can pry my eyes open again, I reach for him. “C’mere.”
He pulls away from me with a glossiness over his lips that he swipes away with the back of his hand. He’s quick to kick off his boots and undress, climbing over me on the bed. Propped on outstretched arms, he hovers above me, and I reach between us. When I wrap my hand around his thick, hard cock, his eyes flutter and he groans low in his throat, the feeling of being powerful surging in me again.
I stroke him, up and down, with my fist getting tighter and then squeezing over the tip. “This cock . . . mine. Your heart . . . mine. You . . .” I pause, waiting for him to open his eyes. Deep in their darkness, there’s still a tiny shred of doubt.
Doubt and hope, two sides of the same coin. And what took months from us because we didn’t just talk about what we wanted. I won’t make that mistake again. Dropping all my own guards and being vulnerable is scary, but it’s the only way to get what we both want.
“You . . . mine. Because I love you.” The three words are weighted with a question. I’ve never said them to anyone before and deep down, I think I was waiting for Jesse to say them to me first. But I can see the relief wash through him as my truth settles into those cracks caused by doubt. He’s enough for me.
And I’m not too much for him.
We’re perfect, and together, we’re even better.
Looking between us, I guide him to my entrance, and he moves his hips, teasing us both. “Wren . . .”
It’s hard to drag my eyes back up to his, but I do it. I’m rewarded by him slamming balls-deep into me and falling down to pin me to the bed with the length of his body. I spasm instantly at the pleasurable invasion. It’s exactly what I need.
His mouth goes straight to my ear and he growls, “I love you too. I’ve loved you for ages.”
No, that’s what I needed. And he knew it.
He takes a big breath and then pours himself into me, thrusting and rolling his hips to fill me over and over. I’m stretched delightfully, but want even more.
I wrap my legs around his waist, locking my feet to hold him deep inside me, and take control. Jesse lets me, holding himself still while I fuck him. He flashes that cocky smirk. “Fuck, you’re so damn sexy. Don’t stop. Never stop.”
I don’t think I could even if I wanted to. And when I dig my nails into his back for leverage to keep him locked against me, he throws his head back, the tendons in his neck standing out in stark relief. “Yes,” he groans.