Page 71 of Fake It For Glory

MERIDA

My body was relaxed after the soak in the tub. The robe was comfy and made me feel like I was wrapped in a warm embrace. But Jensen’s lips on the side of my neck were what made me feel really incredible. His hands rubbed down my arms, gently squeezing and reassuring me with every touch.

I didn’t deserve him. But damn, I needed him. I needed his kisses. I needed his body. I turned to look at him standing behind me. “Make love to me,” I asked quietly.

He smiled and dropped a kiss on my lips. “Anytime.”

I rose from the chair and faced him. I looked into the green eyes that had mesmerized me from the first moment I saw them. My hands pressed against his chest, feeling the strength under the fabric of his shirt. He towered over me, making me feel small and delicate. And safe.

I had never felt this way with a man before. I had never felt so protected. His hands pulled at the belt on my robe, letting it fall away. The robe parted down the middle, exposing my body. My fingers went to the buttons on his shirt and slowly undid them one by one. He didn’t say a word. It was only the sound of our breathing in the room.

Once the shirt was open, I pushed it open and immediately pressed my lips against his chest. I almost wept with the feel of his skin against my lips. It was so warm and smooth. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders and stepped back to look at his body. He was muscular and tan. He had just a hint of a happy trail leading from the middle of his abdomen to his pants. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling his muscles ripple under my touch. He stood perfectly still and let me explore his body.

His cock pressed against me. I could feel his need and knew he wanted to touch me but he didn’t. He let me take my time, giving me the control.

I let my hands follow the dark trail down until I reached his waistband. I quickly undid the button and slid the zipper down. His hips twitched, but he still didn’t touch me. I pulled his pants down around his lean hips until they fell to the floor. Jensen stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.

I stared at his cock. It was hard and thick, pointing straight out in front of him. I let my hands stroke the shaft, watching it jump under my touch. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to feel it slide into my mouth. I dropped to my knees and wrapped my hand around the base of his cock.

It bobbed in front of my face as I gently stroked the shaft back and forth. I brought my lips closer, not touching but getting close enough to feel the heat. I gently squeezed his balls, pulling a low moan from him, and I loved knowing I could make him feel so good.

I ran my tongue up the length of his shaft, tracing the thick vein. I could feel his pulse pounding. A thrill ran through me, making me feel powerful.

I kissed the head of his cock and looked up at him. He was watching me with a half-smile on his face. I opened my mouth and slid him between my lips. He moaned as my wet mouth enveloped him. I sucked, letting my tongue trace the thick vein along his shaft.

“Merida,” he groaned.

I loved hearing his voice filled with desire. I pressed my tongue against the underside of his cock, feeling it jump. My hand stroked the base of his shaft as I bobbed my head up and down on him. I could feel him getting closer to the edge as his cock twitched and pulsed in my mouth.

I started to stroke his balls and my head bobbed faster. He was breathing deeply, moaning with every breath. I knew he was close. Before I could finish him off, he pulled back.

I looked up at him and saw so much tenderness in his eyes it made my heart skip a beat. He took my hand and gently pulled me to my feet. His hands cupped my face and held me steady while his mouth slowly touched mine. His tongue traced my lips, gently asking for entrance. I opened for him, just as I always did.

I wrapped my arms around him as his tongue explored my mouth. His hands moved down to my ass, lifting me off the floor and grinding me against his hard cock. I moaned into his mouth as he moved me against him in a slow torturous rhythm. He was teasing me, tempting me, begging me to take him inside me.

I broke the kiss and brought my head down to his neck, nipping and kissing his skin. His moans fueled me. He buried his face in my neck. He pushed my robe down my arms, leaving us both naked. Our skin-to-skin contact felt like a million kisses. I moved my head back to his mouth and kissed him, my tongue slowly sliding against his. He carried me across the room and laid me on the bed.

Once again, his heated gaze sent flames racing over my skin. This time was different. I felt the shift. This was what making love was all about. He was showing me how much he cherished me with his body—by empowering me to take my time and set the pace.

I saw the hunger in his eyes when his gaze dropped lower. I slowly opened my legs for him with zero shame or embarrassment.

He knelt between my legs, one hand pressed against my stomach while his other pushed against my thigh, opening my legs wider. His mouth closed over me. I arched my back and whimpered as his tongue circled my clit. He sucked on my tender bud, teasing it with his tongue. His hands gripped my ass, holding me against his face. He buried his face into my pussy, nibbling and sucking on my clit. I moaned as the pleasure started to build inside me. I dug my fingers into the covers, grinding my pussy against his mouth.

I needed to feel him inside me. I pulled at his arms. “Please, Jensen.”

He looked up and seemed to understand. He started to roll away. “Not this time,” I said. “I just want to feel you inside me. I won’t get pregnant.”

“You’re sure?”

I nodded. “Yes, please.” I grasped his cock and stroked him from base to tip. “Please.”

He moved between my legs, holding himself above me. It looked like he wanted to say something. I didn’t want to talk. I didn’t want to share our feelings in that moment. I just needed him inside me. I wrapped my hand around his cock and guided him to my entrance.

His cock head teased my opening. I moaned and moved my hips, trying to get him to enter me. He stayed exactly where he was while I pushed my hips up and down, trying to force him deeper.

“Please, Jensen,” I begged him.

He groaned. “I can’t take it.” I felt his cock twitch against my pussy.