AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I wasn’t sure he was even aware of what he was saying, but I let his words wash over me. Soothing me.
I liked him. I liked this. The lightning continued to flash outside, lighting the room, as the thunder rumbled farther away each time. The storm was receding, but the battle inside me was just heating up.
I wanted a man who could give me what I wanted—love, a relationship, a sense of security. I wanted it all, but Jake was more of a one-time guy.
Something told me he didn’t do commitment. I needed to get my heart on board with reality, but it was tough when he moved inside me, the muscles of his biceps straining as he braced his forearms on the bed.
I was surrounded by his strength, his heat, and the intensity of his gaze. It was hard to remember why this couldn’t be anything.
I’d bared myself to him, showing him the barn that held so many memories of my grandparents and then the house. I’d let him in quicker than anyone else, but something told me it wouldn’t be enough.
He might hover on the edge of a relationship, diving in a little here and there, but he’d never fully commit.
Jake dropped his head so that his forehead touched mine. “Where are you right now?”
“Hmm?” I asked as he thrust inside, setting each of my nerve endings on fire.
He lowered his head so that he could suck my nipple into my mouth. He laved attention on one, then the other before pulling back. Assessing me with his gaze, he said, “You seem distracted.”
I shook my head, suddenly very aware of his cock filling and stretching me, Jake’s warm breath on my skin and the need building inside of me again.
With a groan, he rolled us so that I was on top. His cock went even deeper in this position. He arched a brow as he played with my nipples, silently urging me to move.
I lifted myself over him, my head falling back. My breasts filled his hands as his thumb brushed over the nipples. I bit my lip as I moved faster, one of Jake’s hands drifting lower. His thumb circled my clit, and when he pressed on it, the orgasm rushed through me like a wave. With a gasp, I was trembling over him, my hands braced on his chest to hold myself upright.
Jake tugged my arms until I was pressed against him, my face tucked into his shoulder. With his hand on my neck and lower back, he thrust from below, setting a quick pace before finally settling deep.
His skin was warm beneath my lips. I loved how he held me with confidence and reverence, as if he couldn’t believe I was in his arms. I relaxed, enjoying the feel of his skin against mine.
Finally, he shifted so that he could move from underneath me and headed toward the bathroom, presumably to get rid of the condom.
It gave me a moment to regroup. It had been more than sex, at least for me.
It would be so easy to fall for him. He had a history I knew would melt my heart, and then there was the overly gruff attitude to cover it all up. He was my catnip. I couldn’t resist him, and there was nothing to stop me from tumbling all the way down.
With him, there wouldn’t be a net at the bottom to catch me. I’d free-fall, crashing on the rocks below.
I closed my eyes against the image, but it wouldn’t dissipate. The feeling of being alone when we’d just been intimate only intensified.
He was most likely better at keeping emotions out of sex. Even better than most guys, because I suspected he had a load of junk in his past he just brushed aside. That’s why he was so short with people and seemed irritated at my optimism.
When he finally returned to the bed, the storm was only an occasional rumble in the distance. He gathered me to his chest, and I sighed, settling deeper into his body.
Whatever happened tomorrow, I’d still have tonight’s memories. I’d just need to embed this sensation and my feelings in my mind so I could return to it anytime I wanted to.
I was almost asleep when I heard him say, “I wish I could keep you.”
My skin tingled at the longing in his voice. I wanted to tell him he could have me, but I was too exhausted. Sleep rolled over me a few seconds later, and I was powerless to stop it.
Thirteen
JAKE
The sun coming through the curtainless windows woke me the next morning. Opening my eyes, I stared at the warm yellow walls with dark trim. Flowers covered most available surfaces in this room. It was bright and cheery, exactly what I’d expect from Lily.
It meant I couldn’t escape the smell that was quickly starting to remind me of her.
It was still early, and I didn’t want to wake her.
