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“Jonas?” She asks, interrupting my thoughts.
“Yeah, I’m still here. Look, Momma, I’ll come for dinner, but I don’t know about Andi. This whole thing is really new for her, and I don’t want to scare her off. She’s been through some rough…stuff.” I stop myself before cursing, knowing she will lecture me about it.
“If you’re this crazy about her, she will have to meet us eventually. I will make sure that everyone is nice to her and welcomes her with open arms.”
I don’t think my family would bemeanto Andi. I just know that my big family is a lot for anyone to handle. We certainly aren’t a quiet bunch, and I don’t want to overwhelm her.
“I’ll talk to her, Momma. But if she doesn’t want to come, I’m not going to make her. Either way, I’ll see you tonight.”
She sighs. “Fine.”
I tell her I love her before hanging up the phone. I’ll talk to Andi later on about if she feels comfortable going. If she says no, I won’t push. But secretly, I hope she says yes. I’d like her to meet my mom. She’s a hell of a woman. They both are, and I think they’d get along pretty well.
Yeah, I’ll talk to her later. But right now, I have a sexy woman in my bed who needs my attention.
Chapter Seventeen
Andi
“Mmmm,” I moan in my sleep, remembering Jonas’ hands on me last night. All night, my dreams were filled with memories of what happened between us.
I was with Michael for years and never felt the kind of chemistry that I felt with Jonas. I’ve never felt more connected to another human being. It’s like he knew exactly what I liked, paying attention to every reaction my body had and following suit.
I never believed that sex could be like that. Two people so connected on such a primal level.
It’s almost like I can still feel him all over my body even as I sleep. If this dream gets any more vivid, I swear I’m going to come right here and now. As much as I don’t want it to end, I force my eyes open to get back to reality.
When I look down, I see that reality is even better than some stupid dream. Jonas is between my legs, kissing up and down my thighs, running his finger up and down my slit, applying just a little more pressure every time he comes in contact with my clit.
His eyes look up at me while he continues to tease. But when they wander down and are fixed right in between my open legs, I suddenly feel very self-conscious. I don’t think I’ve ever been on display like this before.
I suddenly grow tense and attempt to close my thighs so he can’t see all of me. His eyes flick back up to mine.
“Baby, let me see that pretty pussy.”
As if his words put some sort of spell on me, my legs fall open once more.
When I see that his mouth is moving toward my wet center, I say, “You don’t have to do that. I know it’s probably not something youwantto do. I’m fine.” At this point, I’m rambling, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
“That’s where you’re wrong, baby. I’ve been thinking about tasting this sweet pussy since the first time I saw you.”
Dear Lord, I love his dirty mouth.
It’s almost enough to make me relax.
Almost.
Honestly, I’ve never had a man spend much time between my legs. Michael wasn’t too big on it, telling me that it didn’t exactly “smell or taste good.” The most I ever got was a few licks when he was drunk.
I’m lost in my thoughts, and I guess it shows because I hear Jonas say, “Andi, baby. Come back to me.”
I feel one of his thick fingers slowly slip inside me. I moan at the feeling as he moves it around, rubbing along my G-spot.
The next thing I feel is his tongue. It takes one long lick the length of my slit. When it circles my clit, my hips buck underneath him.
He slides his finger out of me and shocks me by bringing it to my mouth.
“Taste yourself, baby. Taste how sweet you are.”
