Page 61 of And I Love Her


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Callie squirmed, her lungs tightening. She wanted his touch on her bare skin, his fingers seeking and exploring, his mouth finding all her secret places. They eased away from each other only long enough to pull off their jackets before their lips crashed together with increasing frenzy. Everything inside her fired with colors—blue, red, purple, bright orange, all mixing together in a chaos of sensation.

Not taking his mouth from hers, Jake lowered her back onto the seat and settled his muscular body over hers. Dizziness swept through her. A distinct hardness in his jeans throbbed against her thigh. She shivered with a combination of excitement and trepidation.

She pushed her hands into his hair as he trailed his lips from her mouth over her cheek and down to her neck. He licked the hot hollow of her throat and moved one hand down to the hem of her shirt. Arousal coiled in her lower body. Callie closed her eyes, letting herself slip into this warm, growing passion that she hadn’t experienced in…ever.

Settling his mouth over hers again, he slipped his hand underneath her shirt. A shudder rocked her at the sensation of his warm palm against her skin. He stroked upward and cupped her breast, rubbing his fingers across her hard nipple underneath her bra. With a moan, she arched against him, seeking relief from the ache coiling inside her.

He kissed her with exquisite care and attention, as if he were the only man in the world who knew exactly what she liked. First soft and gentle, then hot and open-mouthed, then soft and gentle again. He put his hand underneath her chin, tilting her head to just the right angle so their lips locked seamlessly together. His body was all hot, tensile strength on top of hers, his fingers still teasing her sensitive nipple.

Pleasure billowed inside her, inciting the urge for more. She wanted to be naked with him, to feel the hot friction of their bodies, to open herself to every part of him. She pulled his shirt up and found the warm, strong muscles of his lower back. He broke their kiss and pressed his forehead against hers.

“You’re like all my favorite things wrapped into one package.” He ran his hand over her flushed cheek. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“Take as much of me as you want.” She twined her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her again. “Take all of me.”

Their lips met and clung. Callie was certain they were fogging up the windows. Jake slipped his hand down the front of her shirt, tracing the little pearl buttons. “I want to see you, but in your bed.”

“Seeing can wait,” she whispered breathlessly. “Right now, we can just feel.”

A groan escaped him. He brushed his hand against her leg. Her skirt was hiked up so far he was practically nestled right between her thighs. He trailed his hand higher and higher up her inner thigh, easing one finger into the edge of her underwear. Callie’s breath stopped in the middle of her chest. Arousal flamed through her.

He paused, lifting his head to look at her. Never had a man looked at her with suchdesire, as if nothing else existed for him in that moment. She gave a slight nod before he brought their lips together again.

She was falling, losing herself in him, in them. Murmuring low in his throat, he pressed his fingers deeper between her legs and found her hot core. She gasped. Sensations coursed through her body, causing her to arch against him and seek relief from the ache coiling inside her.

He trailed his lips across her cheek to her ear, whispering encouragement in a husky voice that had her writhing harder against his fingers. His touch was as exquisite and expert as his kiss. Like a bright, silken thread, her arousal stretched tighter and tighter before shattering in a chaos of sensations and stars.

“Jake.”His name broke from her on a sharp cry as the wave coursed through her body.

His murmurs continued to resound in her ears while he worked her to completion. Callie had the faint, hazy thought that until this moment, she’d only ever read about this kind of all-consuming pleasure. She slid down the other side, and Jake pressed his mouth to hers in a hot, greedy kiss that she wanted to last forever.

When her heartbeat calmed, she reached for him, wanting to give him the same pleasure he’d given her. He grasped her wrist and shook his head.

“Not here.” His voice was hoarse, his eyes dark with lust. “As much as I want you, it’s not going to be in the backseat of a car.”

Though disappointment shot through her, Callie had to appreciate his care. “For what it’s worth, this was a much better make-out session than the one I had with Billy.”

He chuckled. “Good to know I’ve still got what it takes.”

“In abundance.” She kissed him again.

Jake stroked his hand down her cheek to her neck, a light flickering in his expression that she didn’t recognize. “You’re incredible.”

Callie touched his lips. “I’ll bet you say that to…er, never mind.” She didn’t want to think about that.

“Hey.” He cupped her chin and lifted her face to look at him. Though his skin was flushed, his expression grew serious. “I’ve been around, yeah. I admit it. I know it’s no surprise. But what I say to you…Imeanit, Callie. I’m not going off a script here. I haven’t rehearsed and I sure as hell don’t have anything memorized. I’m just…what I tell you comes fromme, okay? These aren’t stock phrases I’m recycling. I hope you believe that.”

Shame rustled in her chest. She leaned up to kiss him. “Of course I do. I’m sorry if I implied anything different.”

“Let’s try again.” He stroked a lock of damp hair away from her forehead. “You’re incredible.”

“Thank you.” A smile curved her lips. “So are you.”

“Thank you.” He patted her hip and hauled himself off her. “But we should probably get going before the police drive by and decide to investigate.”

His tone was light, but the remark reminded her that Jake was still effectively hiding out in Bliss Cove. Any kind of notice could be damaging, and if the police found them…well, there was no end of celebrities whose careers had been destroyed because they’d been found in compromising situations.

Not to mention, Professor Calista Prescott didn’t need to end up on a police report for being caught fooling around on Lighthouse Point. What wouldthatdo to her reputation and tenure review?

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