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“Hey, you.” Margot’s voice is soft as she approaches me from behind.
“Hey, you,” I mimic. Turning to her, I pull her into my arms and kiss the top of her head. “Do you want to get out of here?”
“Yeah. I talked to Nikki and I told her that if she needed anything to call.” She sniffles a little and buries her face in my chest.
“She’s going to need us all, I’m sure.” I know that we need to go, but I don’t want to let her out of my arms.
“Jake,” Margot whispers.
“Yeah?”
“Let’s go.” She pulls away from me, rubs her nose, and then walks out of the room ahead of me.
“Okay, love,” I say to her retreating back and gladly follow her out the door.
I’ll follow her anywhere.
18
MARGOT
Once we’rein the truck on our way back to Jake’s house, he grabs my hand and holds it in his. We’re quiet on the ride, with no music to break the silence.
“I want to have sex, Jake.” Horny me decides to make an appearance and there’s no stuffing her back into her box once she’s out. “You haven’t done anything but hold me, and sometimes I’m lucky enough to get a kiss. It’s been a week since I started staying at your house. And I’m tired of this, this blah between us.” I let go of his hand and motion between the two of us. He continues to watch me out of the corner of his eye as he drives home.
“We can have sex, Margot. I just didn’t want to rush it with everything that happened. I want it so much. I’ve been taking a cold shower every morning just to be able to get through the day. I want you. You gotta know that.”
“Show me then.” I turn away from him and look out the window.
Thank God he’s pulling onto his street, because I know that I’ve woken up a beast with what I said. I’m tired of it. I’m sexually frustrated, and Dustin’s funeral makes everything so much more real. I have no clue how long I’ll have with Jake, but I want him—all of him. When he swings his truck into the driveway next to my car, I jump out and walk inside without waiting to see if he follows me.
When I hear the front door slam, I know that he’s close behind me. With a smile on my face, I peel off the black dress that I had put on for the funeral, as well as the black nylons I had worn. When I’m bent over peeling them off, I see that Jake is standing in the doorway behind me, watching everything I’m doing.
“You having fun watching me?” I ask him.
“Always.”
“You know that I’m not perfect.”
“Trust me, Margot. I see everything and I know you’re perfect. Curves in all the right places. Fit exactly against my body the way you should.” Jake has always done that, made me comfortable with the way I look.
Once I’m standing upright again, I look at him over my shoulder. He’s leaning against the doorframe, still completely dressed.
“Well,” I say, “I can’t do this all on my own. Get to it. It’s your turn to take something off.”
“Oh, I plan on it. But first, it’s your turn.” He prowls across the room and scoops me up in his arms, depositing me on the bed a few feet behind me.
Once I’m on the bed, he pushes me so that I’m lying completely on my back. Spreading my legs, he looks down at me where I’m completely bare. I’m glad that I had taken the extra time to shave everything while I was in the shower getting ready for the funeral.
“So beautiful,” he says, right before he leans down and licks me from the top of my clit straight down. Then he plunges his tongue inside of me and presses his thumb over my clit, rubbing it gently as he fucks me with his mouth.
I writhe under his touch, knowing that I won’t last long. He continues his assault but moves his mouth to my body and presses two fingers into my pussy. Curving them forward to the place right behind my clit, he moves his fingers back and forth while he sucks my swollen nub into his mouth.
“Fuck. Jake, right there. I’m so close.” With my next breath I’m gone. My body pulsates around him, gripping his fingers tightly and not releasing the hold I have on him for what feels like forever. I slowly return to myself, and the need I feel to have him inside me is too much.
“Take off your clothes now,” I growl at him. Wanting to smack the smile off his face, at the same time, I want to ride him until he explodes with me. It is frustrating, and the fact that he’s still completely dressed only adds to it.
He obliges, stripping down to his underwear in record time. Once we’re both naked, he climbs onto the bed so that he’s hovering over me.
