Page 65 of Remember Me

She’s not wrong, I am almost translucent at this point, and it feels great to have the sun on my skin.

Kayla has just left, and Jake is on his way home. He stayed later than he planned as the charity children's team, the San Diego Seal Pups, were at the rink and he wanted to stop by to say hello and help them out.

I love that he’s selfless like that and will take time out of his day to help those less fortunate than himself.

Stepping into the shower to rid myself of the sand and sun lotion all over my body, I lather up my cloth with shower gel. As I begin to clean myself, strong hands wrap around me.

Gasping, I look up into Jake’s eyes as he towers over me. “J, w-what are you doing?”

He smirks down at me, “Saving water, baby.” Taking the cloth from me, he washes my body thoroughly, and as he presses up against me, I can feel his hardness on my ass.

“Well, I’m all for helping the environment.” The proximity of him and the steam from the shower are making me dizzy, and just when I thought it was already difficult to breathe, the air is stolen directly from my lungs as Jake kneels on the shower floor in front of me. He’s looking up as if I am the answer to every single one of his prayers.

Gliding the cloth up my legs, being careful of my scar, he wipes away the remaining lotion and then tenderly washes my pussy. Normally, I’d feel embarrassed at his actions, but honestly? I’m feeling anything but. My skin feels like it’s on fire, like I might die if I don’t have his hands or lips on me right at this moment.

Like he has a hotline to my brain, Jake zeroes in on my pussy and presses a barely-there kiss to the skin. “Baby, fuck. I need to taste you, please say I can.” He's almost pleading with me.

I’ve read about guys doing this and Kayla raves about it, so I throw caution to the wind and let him have at it. “Y-yes, J. Taste me.”

That’s all the confirmation he needs and his hands start gliding over my stomach. His lips brush up my leg, peppering soft kisses to my inner thigh before he returns to the part of me I’ve only ever shared with him.

Looking directly up at me, Jake leans in and takes a big inhale of my pussy, his eyes never straying from mine. “W-what are you doing?” I gasp, in shock at what he’s doing to me.

“You smell so fucking good, Lottie. I can’t wait another second to have your scent surrounding me.” He licks all the way up my slit and I jolt at the unexpected but not unpleasant feeling, letting myself fully embrace the experience. His tongue swirls around my clit, my back arching against the shower wall at the pleasure.

I’m grabbing onto Jake’s head as I start to feel the ripples of my orgasm teetering. He groans against me, and I feel the vibrations all the way through my core. He’s full on devouring me now, there’s no other word for what he’s doing, and I am helpless to stop the flames licking my body—they run from my toes all the way up.

He sucks my clit into his mouth and pushes a finger inside me as he still holds eye contact with me—I can’t look away. I buck against him, pushing his head tight to my body. I hope he can breathe. I didn’t know this is what it could feel like. This feeling of pure bliss and satisfaction. I’ve been missing out on all these experiences, but truth be told, even though I only remember snippets of our past, there’s no one else I’d want to do this with.

He continues to feast on me like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted and I can feel my need for release creeping in. It’s a sensation I’ve happily gotten used to lately, and I’m desperate for that overwhelming feeling to take over my body again.

Grinding my hips up into Jake’s mouth, chasing the high only he can provide me, my body stiffens as I scream out, “Holy fucking shit!” and come for what seems like forever. He doesn’t stop until I tug on his hair and pull him away, too sensitive for any more.

“That-” I try to regain my breath. “That was amazing.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, baby, there’s plenty more where that came from.” Climbing back up my body, Jake takes my mouth in a scorching kiss, letting me taste myself on his lips and tongue, and it’s not as repulsive as I thought it would be. I mean it’s not delicious like he claims, but it’s certainly not awful.

I really want to return the favor, but I’m not confident enough yet. I need to do my research to make it as mind-blowing for him as he does for me.

Jake washes my hair, careful not to tangle the strands, and then I do the same for him, although he has to bend slightly for me to reach.

Once we’re both finished and wrapped in our towels, we take turns drying each other. I love being cared for by this man, and in return, caring for him.

With every second that passes, I can feel myself falling deeper for Jake Smithson.

Chapter 45

Jake

Shutout is always busy, but it’s one of our places to hang out, and once the season starts back up, we’ll be here less and less.

Lottie’s looking super hot in a pair of high-waisted jeans and a pale yellow crop top, showing off a slither of freshly tanned skin that makes my mouth water and my pants tighten. The scar on her rib is also visible and for the first time she doesn’t care the world can see it.

We’re the last ones here and there’s only one seat available, meaning Lottie has to sit on my lap—I will my dick to behave. It doesn’t help that she’s squirming trying to get comfortable.

“Baby, I need you to sit still or we’re going to have a little situation on our hands.”

Her lips skim my ear as she whispers, “J, nothing about you is little.”