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Her fingers curled around him as she lifted up on her knees and guided him to her entrance. Seeing her bite down on her bottom lip as she stroked herself with him made him want to pull her down onto him. Instead, he focused on the feel of her wetness against his sensitive head.
His hands rested at her hips, his fingers flexing until she nodded and lowered herself onto him.
He had to bite down on his own lip as he pressed inside her. She felt so hot and tight, her body welcoming his inside. It felt like she was welcoming him home. His fingers dug into her hips as he thrust up hard until he filled her, and she stretched around him.
Looking up, her full, round, breasts taunted him as their tight, pink buds bounced before his eyes when she started to move with him.
“Becca,” he breathed.
She braced her hands on his chest and sat up. “Oh my God, Jacob. You feel so good. You’re so big and so hard and …”
He thrust up harder and deeper, his cock eager to please her and earn more of her praise. He had to reach up and touch her bouncing breasts as they picked up their pace. He wanted to taste them, but with her sitting up like that, he could see himself disappearing inside her. He didn’t want to lose that view, so he teased her taut nipple with his fingers as he watched her take him faster and faster.
He felt her tense and dropped his hand to the place where they joined. As soon as he brushed his thumb over her clit, she let go.
“Jacob!” Her thighs quivered as her inner muscles gripped him tight.
All the tension that had been building at the bottom of his spine boiled over as she commanded his release. He thrust hard two more times and then it took him. He gripped her hips tight as he held deep, his orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave as he let go. The knowledge that he was giving her everything he had – that there was nothing between them – made him come even harder. He felt it from his toes to his scalp.
When they finally lay still, she pressed her face into his neck. He wrapped his arms around her, not wanting her to get up, not wanting to break the connection, even as he grew softer inside her.
“That was amazing, Becca.”
She mumbled something into his neck, and he smiled.
“What was that?”
She pushed up onto her elbows and looked down into his eyes. “I said – it was so amazing that you have ruined me for all other men.”
He tensed, and his heart hammered in his chest. He couldn’t stand the thought of her with another man. Thinking about her old boyfriend was bad enough, but thinking about some other guy in her future … no.
He tightened his arms around her and looked deep into her eyes. “Good. If you want me, Becca, you don’t get any other man. Ever again.”
Her smile faded. “Oh! I didn’t mean … anything. I wasn’t serious. It’s just a saying.”
“I know, sweetheart. I know what you meant. But Iamserious.” His heart was hammering harder than ever now. “When I say I love you, I mean that I’ll love you forever. That I don’t want anyone else – ever again. I want you and only you. And that means …” Shit! He couldn’t lay everything that he meant on her right now. He needed to give her time. They’d rushed everything to this point. He needed to give her time to catch up to where they were – not rush her ahead to where he wanted to get to. “That means that I hope you won’t want anyone else, either.”
He was relieved when she smiled and ran her finger over his lips. “I don’t. I want you, Jacob. Only you.”
He smiled back at her, willing her to add the wordforeveronto the end. But she didn’t. That was the only downside he could see to being with someone so much younger than he was; it was too early for her to commit to forever.
He didn’t need to push her. He needed to take his time, let her get used to him and to what her life would be like with him. He was hoping that this afternoon would be a big step in that direction. After his chat with Bentley, he’d arranged for all the old gang to come over to the house, and he wanted Becca to feel at home – not as though she was one of the guests, not a friend who’d come over – but like the lady of the house. He just hoped that it wouldn’t be too much for her.
Chapter Seventeen
“Do you want me to take those and set them out?” Becca asked.
Elena came to her and put a hand on her arm. “I want you to do whatever you need to before they all get here.”
“I’m fine. I’m all done.” Becca looked down at herself. “Unless you think I need to get changed?” She was wearing her nice jeans – the ones with the sparkly pockets – and her nicest sweater. It was white, which might turn out to be a bad idea if she spilled anything down herself, but it was kind of dressy while still being comfy – and that was how she wanted to feel today. Jacob had invited a bunch of his friends over to the house for the afternoon. He’d called it a barbecue, but it was too cold for everyone to be outside, so the housekeeper had set everything up in the conservatory, and Elena was taking trays of food out there.
Elena gave her arm a squeeze. “You don’t need to get changed. You look beautiful. You always do. And believe me, Jacob doesn’t care – he sees your beauty no matter what you’re wearing.”
Becca leaned in and gave her a hug. “Thanks, Elena. You’re the best.”
The older woman hugged her tight. “No, you’re the best – the best thing that’s ever happened to Jacob, and to this house. Since his folks died, I’ve grown used to the idea that I’d be working till the day I die, cooking for a lonely old man.” She leaned back and smiled. “Now, I have hope.”
“Hope?”
