He’s seen you naked before, I reasoned. But this was naked naked. All the emotions I was terrible at ignoring made everything feel more intense.
“You’re beautiful, Nat.” He said it with such adoration, I nearly faded away into the new mattress. He ran his hand up my stomach, his blue eyes checking in on me as he cupped my breast, running his thumb over my nipple. He lightly pinched one, making me moan softly. His strong hands splayed out over my inner thighs, gently pushing them apart.
Jack applied pressure, opening me and holding me in such an exposing and beautiful way. I met his eyes, which were lit up with intensity, as if he was excited to taste me. Jack worked me into a frenzy with his tongue as if he wanted me stripped down and completely undone. As if he wanted me turned into a needy, whimpering mess. And he got exactly that.
He became a forge master as he melted me down to nothing, leaving only my obsession with him. Until his name was the only word I knew.
Jack licked and sucked my clit like he knew exactly what I needed to get there.
I’d go anywhere with him.
Soon, I was grinding against him, and Jack’s large hand cupped my ass and pulled me closer against his face, his mouth driving me closer. My hands threaded through his hair, and he emitted a low growl as I gave it a gentle tug.
That sound pushed me deeper into my pleasure. I was overtaken. My legs tightened and shook as I came undone forhim. I let out a whisper of his name that turned into a moan. Jack carried me through every sensation, encouraging me to take more from him.
He took a deep breath and grinned at me, messy-looking, hot as sin. And yet, that thought felt too simple and didn’t match the tenderness of the moment. Jack wanted to take his time, and I was in no position to argue. He pressed gentle kisses to my inner thighs as I slowly came back to earth.
“Perfect, princess.”
I cupped his cheek, and Jack crawled up my body like he was on a mission. His lips were on mine, and he pinned me with his weight. I kissed him deeply. The erotic taste of me on his tongue had my head spinning. Jack looked at me and then at my end table. I grinned, turning toward it and pulling out a condom. The foil pack easily opened, and I held the thin latex in my hand. Jack took short, thin breaths and made the most lovely sigh as I gave his cock a few appreciative strokes as I rolled the condom down him.
“Nat.”
I looked up at Jack, the movements between us, the breaths we shared, everything was emotional. There was no better word for it. I smiled softly and kissed him. “Jack.”
He hooked an arm under me and hitched my leg up over his shoulder. Jack entered me in one long, tight thrust, and my back arched up off the bed to meet him. We locked gazes and moved together. It was a hot position, but the way we were taking creative liberties, it was more slow and passionate. Intense sensations crested through me as I let out hard, breathy pants.
In no time at all, Jack was thrusting deeply, hitting that place within me that had me feeling watery and uncontainable.
“Jack,” I whimpered.
He pressed a kiss to my leg and stroked my clit while he gave me maddeningly slow, deep thrusts. His eyes weren’t leaving mine. “I’ve got you, princess.”
And as if I’d done it a hundred times, I rode the wave and came again for him.
Jack gave me a moment to catch up, but soon he pulled my leg down and wrapped it around his waist. We changed positions so that he was sitting up and I was straddling his lap. We were hugging, as close as two people could be. A cosmically sensual feeling washed over me. I didn’t want to let go.
Jack kissed my neck as he gently thrust into me. Pleasure built as we moved together, kissing as if it were our new language. My whole body tightened around him and spasmed until I erupted, a sparking sensation spreading to my fingers and toes.
Our foreheads pressed together while we shared the same air back and forth. Jack looked at me like I was everything to him as he grunted my name, clutched me tighter, and finally let go, coming inside of me.
His face tucked into my neck, and his breath danced on my collar as we panted. Neither of us moved for a long moment. There was a deep sensation of peace as our hearts beat in sync and we held each other.
“You’re so comfortable.” I swooned, my limbs feeling like jelly, as Jack tucked me closer into him.
“That’s because you fit right here.” He was half-awake, and I loved this contentment between us. Secure in his arms, I was in no hurry to leave this moment. I’d linger in it as long as possible and dream of it even longer.
Last time was fast, intense, and fun. But this, the hugging, the eye contact, everything felt as though it had been ripped out of my heart and served on a platter. Raw and romantic in waysI hadn’t expected. This chemistry between us couldn’t mean nothing.
I listened to his steady heart, fiercely holding on to this moment, hoping he felt the same way.
TWENTY-EIGHT
Jack
I couldn’t rememberthe last time I’d slept through the night and woken up so refreshed and ready to start the day.
But the beautiful brunette lying on my shoulder had me rethinking that last part.
