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I remove one hand from around his neck and trace his lips with my fingertip. My finger moves slowly down his chest. Slowly down, lower. When my finger continues down to his navel, he sucks in, the sound hissing through his teeth. I trace my finger down the hard length of him and feel him twitch in response.
“Lana, hang on.”
His hands are digging into my hips almost too tightly. I love the feel of his tight grip on me.
“I don’t think you mean that, do you?”
He groans in response. So I slowly move my hand over the bulge in his jeans and begin to massage him with light pressure. I’m dying to get beneath the taut fabric of his jeans. To touch him. To feel him.
I hear the tub’s water faucet automatically click off. It’s almost time for our bath.
I unzip his jeans and slip my fingers inside his boxers. Jake takes one of his hands off my hips and places it on top of my hand. He guides me as I move my hand up and down in slow motion. I feel him grow harder in my hands, and his grip on my hip tightens almost painfully.
“Lana, baby, you are making it impossible for meto take it slow. I’m doing this for you.”
“I know you’re doing it for me, but that isn’t what I want.”
He doesn’t reply.
I move my hands to the waistband of his jeans and slowly begin to inch his pants down his hips. When the jeans are down at his feet, he steps out of them, kicking them out of the way. My hands go to his boxers next. I push them down slowly. His cock bursts free, and I reach out to stroke him. I add more and more pressure as he moves against my hand. With each stroke, I want him more and more.
I was supposed to drive him crazy, not the other way around.
“Damn it. I tried to hold back for you.You’re killing me. I can’t take it anymore. I want you, too.” He grabs the back of my neck and forcibly pulls my mouth to his in an almost bruising kiss. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, and he kisses me with a ferocity that is almost frightening in its intensity. I put my arms around his neck and run my hands through his thick hair, applying pressure to the back of his head so that he knows how much I want this. He reaches behind me and grabs my ass to pull me tightly to him. I gasp at the feel of him pressed up against my aching core. I feel an instant rush of heat in my most sensitive area. I want him to touch me so bad that it hurts.
I pull away from his mouth and murmur against his lips, “Get into the tub.”
In response, he heads to the bathtub, pulling me with him. He leans down to help me take off my shoes, then steps into the tub. He reaches over to turn on the jets, and a soft hum permeates the air as the bubbles gently start.
When he sits down, he tries to pull me over to straddle him. I shake my head. He needs to know that I’m the one calling the shots here.
I point to the raised seat of the tub. “I want you there,” I command softly.
“And I want you right here,” he tells me while trying to pull me closer to him again.
In a tone that leaves no room for argument, I tell him, “On the seat, now.”
His eyes darken, and his pupils dilate with the sexual tension surrounding us. He isn’t used to being told what to do, but he complies. He pulls himself up onto the seat, his strong arm muscles bunching with theeffort. The water just covers his legs, leaving his gorgeous cock exposed to me.
Bolstered by the courage that only wine can give, I move closer to him and begin to stroke him again. I get up on my knees and take his earlobe into my mouth, sucking gently. “Do you know what I want next?”
“No, but I know what I want.”
“And what do you want?”
“I want to be inside of you. I want to fuck you so hard that you forget what day it is. And if you don’t get your hands off of me soon, that’s exactly what is going to happen.”
“I wonder what you taste like?”
I lean down and run my tongue down the hot, hard length of him. I feel him swell even more in response.
“Lana,” he breathes out in warning.
I open my mouth, desperate to taste him fully. I wrap my lips around his straining cock, my tongue swirling around it before sucking gently. I massage his tip with several long strokes of my tongue. His hand curls around behind my head, into my hair, pulling me toward him. His hips begin to move in coordination with my movements. He is so hard, so big. I can’t take him fully into my mouth.
He pulls my hair harder as he grinds against my mouth.
Suddenly, he pulls my head back and slides onto the bottom of the tub. He cups my ass and pulls me on top of him. In one quick thrust, he is fully inside of me. This is the most intense pleasure of my life. My muscles squeeze his cock, and he growls in response. His hands are on my hips as he guides me up and then down. Up and then down. Then he reaches down to rub the most sensitive part of me with his fingers. Fasterand faster until the intensity of it is almost too much to bear. “You feel so good, so tight,” he says, his voice ragged and unsteady.
