Page 40 of Mistaken Desire


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“We should order dinner and talk about this.” I make a feeble attempt to stop the madness.

“I’m hungry, but not for food. I can’t seem to get enough of you,” he admits gruffly. He takes my hand and brings it up to his chest. “Do you feel how fast my heart is beating?”

He brings me to him again and claims my lips for another searing kiss that melts the last of my resistance. All I can think about is having my hands all over his body. I barely notice when he breaks the kiss just enough to pull my shirt over my head. His mouth returns to my neck.He slowly nibbles and kisses the side of my neck until he reaches my collarbone.

I ache to caress every inch of his strong body. I put my hands on the hem of his shirt and pull it up and over his head. The heat is coming off his body in waves, so hot it feels like my skin is burning and aching when it comes into contact with him. And only his touch can soothe my overheated body.

Chills shoot through my body as he moves down to my breast. I didn’t even realize that he had already removed my bra. He squeezes my breast gently with his fingers while his tongue circles my nipple. He laps and sucks and nips in an erotic motion that fills me with hot, aching need. I rub my hands down his chest, down his arms, through his hair, but it’s not enough.

Wanting, no,needingto be closer, I slide off his lap enough to move my leg over to straddle him. My hands go to the button of his jeans. As I frantically try to open the stubborn button, Jake’s hand covers mine. I’m struck by déjà vu as I remember the last time this happened.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” His intense eyes bore into mine as he waits for my answer.

And just like last time, I hesitate. Is this what I want? Even though I know how insane this is, it feels so right. Too many nights, I’ve dreamt of being in his arms like this, of being his. Maybe one time with him is all I need to satiate the lust that surrounds us. There are so many obstacles and reasons why we shouldn’t do this, but one is an immediate issue.

“Please, tell me the truth. I can handle it. Are you still engaged to Amanda?”

“I am not, nor have I ever been, engaged to Amanda. We haven’t even been together since around the time you and I first met. I wouldn’t lie to you about this.”

I see the truth shining in his eyes. There is no hint of deception in his open gaze.

“Then, yes, I want this.”

Time feels suspended as he weighs my words. I run my fingertips down the side of his neck and feel him tremble in response. I lean in and place a fleeting, feathery kiss on his lips. I whisper into his ear, “And I want you.”

He growls low and deep in his throat, an almost primal sound. He takes one of my legs and pulls it off him as he comes to his feet. Holding out his hand, he helps me to stand. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close as he kisses me hard, almost savagely. Then, he lifts me in his strong arms, deepening the kiss as he carries me to his bedroom.

The cool air in the room makes me shiver. Or maybe it’s Jake that is sending my body into a tailspin. When he sits me on the bed, I reach for him and grab the waistband of his jeans to force him closer. He doesn’t resist. This time, when I reach for the button, he doesn’t stop me. He reaches up and puts his hands in my hair, massaging my scalp as I finally free the button of his jeans. He sucks in a deep, shuddering breath as my fingers slowly run the zipper down the hard length of him. I can see his cock struggling to be freed from the boxers that he wears beneath his jeans.

I reach up to pull his jeans off, but my nervous fingers won’t cooperate. Jake takes pity on me and pulls his jeans down and off his legs in a smooth motion. He puts his hands on my shoulders and pushes me back so that I am lying flat on my back. He slowly removes my pants, an inchat a time, as he places hot, warm, sultry kisses down my thigh. Nipping and licking, nipping and licking.

I feel so incredibly vulnerable as his eyes roam down my body, taking in every curve, every blemish. I know I should feel embarrassed to be so exposed to him, but when his eyes meet mine, all I can feel is the instant heat of our attraction. When he joins me on the bed, I almost moan out loud in pleasure from the weight of him lying on top of me. I feel the hard length of his cock through his boxers, pushing into my stomach. His hard body is speaking to me, telling me what he wants. When he takes my lips in another hot, searing kiss, I groan aloud. I wrap my legs around his waist and move against him in an erotic rhythm of wanting. Only my panties and his boxers separate us, but that’s far too much clothing.

“I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” he groans. “I’ve waited so long for this.”

He runs his hands down until he reaches my breasts. He teases one nipple with his fingers and then moves his mouth to the other. Teasing and tantalizing in slow motion. He takes his hand off my breast and moves lower, lower. When he hits the barrier of my panties, he slips his hand under the band until he is able to cup my soft, wet heat below. He teases his fingers back and forth, doing his best to make me crazy with wanting him. When he finally plunges a finger in deep, my thoughts scatter into a million pieces. When he adds another finger, I nearly leap off the bed in pleasure. He begins a rhythmic motion of unrelenting pleasure, in and out, deeper, faster, slower, faster, while expertly stimulating my swollen clit.

So intense.

Too intense.

“Jake, slow down. I don’t want to come yet. I can’t think straight when you’re touching me like this,” I plead. He ignores my half-hearted pleas. He slows long enough to remove my panties and then continues his exquisite torture with his fingers. Deeper and deeper, faster and faster. Tingles course through my body, sending my senses into a frenzy.

I’m on the verge of falling apart in the best possible way. I pant his name, but he doesn’t slow. It’s complete torture.

“I’ve wanted to do this from the moment I first saw you.” His voice is ragged as he continues plunging his fingers deep within me. “I want to watch your face as you come. Come for me.”

His arrogant demands put me over the edge as I grind myself against his fingers, and he rubs my clit. The release hits me hard and fast. And I want more.

He returns his mouth to mine in an all-consuming kiss. I vaguely feel him removing his boxers, but I can’t hold onto any thoughts.

“Baby, one last chance. We don’t have to do this.” He nibbles my ear after saying the words. I shiver as I feel his erection begging for entrance. “But you have to tell me now.”

I take his head into my hands and force him to look at me. His eyes are glazed with the same passion that I’m sure my eyes hold. There’s no stopping what is happening here.

“I want this. I want you,” I say clearly.

Jake growls low in his throat. “Thank God. I don’t think I could’ve stopped, but I would have if you asked.”

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