Page 128 of The Sound Of Forever


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“You’ll just have to wait and see.”

He maneuvers around until he’s positioned on top of me, and then pushes his fingers inside, scissoring them around before he pulls back out, reaching for his length.

“Should we be doing this?” I blurt, putting a hand in between us. “You have a big game on Friday; how’s your blood pressure?”

“I’m up for some nurse play, if you are,” he says, ignoring my concern—like always—as he rises to his knees. “Oh nurse, my cock aches and—”

“Shut up, I’m being serious.”

“As I keep telling you, it’s good. I promise. Yes, my blood pressure spiked after you went and got yourself hurt again. But my life is a lot more stress free these days. And now that you’ve spoken with Jade’s parents and everything is out in the open, it’s only going to get better. Trust me, I’m good to go.”

“You wouldn’t admit it even if you weren’t.”

“Nope, I probably wouldn’t, especially when I know how ready you are for me. I’m not wasting an opportunity.” He licks the fingers he just had inside me and raises an eyebrow in challenge. Knowing he’s got me…Because how can I say no to that?

I smile, rising to my knees to meet him before gripping his length, pumping it a few times, working him as he groans. “Okay, sir. Where exactly does it ache?”

Without responding, Jesse jumps off the bed and sheaths himself before lifting me in his arms, groaning when I wrap my legs around him, squeezing him between my thighs.

“These legs will be the death of me,” he grates. “And this ass.” His fingers bite into the flesh of my ass cheeks, and I tense but stay quiet. “God, this body.” He groans again, rolling his hips, making my thighs clench again. “And this heart.” He pauses when my back hits the wall, and I melt into him. This man is my everything.

“Jesse,” I cry out, unable to form words.

“I know, Buttercup. I know.”

Releasing one hand from my ass, he positions himself at my core and pushes inside me. We both groan when our bodies connect, pausing for a moment to savor it all, eyes locked.

Jesse’s the first to break away when he presses his lips to mine, grabbing my hand to secure it above my head, stretching my body. He sinks deeper with this new angle, causing a spark to shoot through me.

“God, Jesse.”

“Fuck. I’m so deep. I need to move.”

“Yes,” I rush out. “Move.”

I don’t wait for him to go first, circling my hips instead, seeking the friction. Jesse growls as I take control, before squeezing my ass and slamming into me, taking everything back.

We move breathlessly, messily grinding against each other, pushing and rocking, desperately chasing that high. And when I’m almost there, Jesse releases my hand and spins us around, before dropping me to the bed and crawling on top of me, his gaze running over my body, making me melt.

He grips my legs under my knees and pushes them against my chest, exposing me, opening me up before staring between my spread legs. He watches as he pushes inside me again, and the carnal look in his eyes has me crying out as my walls clench around him.

“That’s it, Buttercup. Give me everything.”

Pressing against me, he opens me wider before rocking his hips, hitting me so deep, I’m not sure I can take it, but God, do I try. Biting down on my lip, I let out a high-pitched mewl as he moves his hand up my body, settling it at my neck, as the other holds his weight above me, the new angle increasing the sensation, almost sending me over the edge.

I fight to keep going, to give him more, but I’m at his mercy. The best I can do is grip his hair and pull his face to mine, kissing him with fervor, biting down on his lip instead of my own.

“Fuck, Willow. Fuck. Yes.”

Jesse’s movements quicken and it’s too much for me to handle. It’s too good. My orgasm rips from within me as I scream out his name, thrashing around beneath him, my body shaking uncontrollably.

He pumps into me a few more times before grunting through his own release, dropping my legs as he falls to the bed beside me, flipping me to my side before tucking me into his hold.

“I love you,” he whispers with his lips pressed against my hair. “So. Fucking. Much.” He tightens his grip around my waist and sighs. “What time did you have to get up again?”

“We’ve got a few hours.” I giggle a little breathlessly.

“Good. I don’t plan on moving until then.”

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