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We’re in the middle of doing it. Again.
Resisting him is like a junkie resisting crack; I can’t get enough. All I can do is moan when he moves inside me again.
“We can’t keep doing this, Larson. Especially when there’s no warning.”
This is the fifth time this week he’s demanded I get naked and get on the bed after he gets back from practice.
“How much warning do you need, babe? I thought I gave you a fair warning the first time.” He waggles his eyebrows before moving again. Every time he moves, the fullness is harder to bear. But goddammit, it’s hot.
“Larson, remember when I told you I need at least every other day to recover from you? You’re not a little guy.” I’m always sore when it comes to him. I fucking love it, though. When he claims a girl, hereallyclaims a girl.
“Then why’d you strip down when I told you to?” He stares at me, waiting for an answer. And he’s not getting one. Because he’s right. He smiles and kisses me. It’s a rough kiss, a bruising kiss. “Stop resisting already. This body belongs to me now.” I love when he says that. He moves again, and I arch my back. He hits a spot that feelsphenomenal.
“And each time I fall under your spell, I wanna kick you.” But I don’t. I just want him to hit that spot again. I’m clawing at his back, trying to push him in farther. But he’s going at his own pace. Like the bastard he is. He laughs at my frustration as he puts his head in the crook of my neck, biting there.
“Allie, baby, you oughta know by now that whenever I come back from the gym, I’m gonna get turned on by something you do. If it’s not how you eat in front of me, then it’s what you’re wearing.” He moves again and groans.
“Larson, when you came through the door, the minute you saw me, you said, ‘Bed, now.’”
He laughs again and trails kisses up my neck, clearly trying to distract me. “You were wearing panties and a tank top with no bra. The fuck did you expect?” His growl vibrates through my core. He inches out of me, making me whimper. Not just yet. I try to reach him, and he laughs.
“Larson—”
He shuts me up by kissing me again. He inches back in as I moan against his lips, the movement making me writhe. Fuck, I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.
“Stop talking, baby. Just enjoy the ride.”
Rolling my eyes back into my head, I feel euphoric.
Yeah, Idefinitelywouldn’t rather be anywhere else.
His fingers continue roaming through my hair as he spoons me. After our shower together, he carried me back to bed and insisted on lying together. Jake Larson is such a giant teddy bear. I’m the only one who’s seen him like this. And I have to say, I love it. I love itsomuch.
“This is gonna sound crude.” His hands travel over my hips and cup my center. I gasp at the effect it has on me. “But this is probably my new favorite place to be.”
I roll my eyes at that. “That wasverycrude. But you’re Jake Larson, so what’s new?”
“Why don’t you call me Jacob, babe? I would rather hear that from those beautiful lips.”
“I didn’t think it mattered what I called you.”
“When I have my lips on you and when I’m inside you, call me Jake. I’m a pretty erotic guy.” The laugh that comes out of my mouth is totally unexpected, but so was that comment. “Stop laughing at me.”
I only laugh harder. “I can’t help it. That was just so stupid.”
He chuckles into my neck. But his hand hasn’t moved from my center, so it vibrates through my core.
“Shut up, you love it.” He kisses my neck. I almost say ‘I loveyou,’but that wouldn’t pan out well. There’s a moment of silence after I clear my throat. He lets out a sigh before kissing my neck again. “My dad first hit me when I was ten.”
I freeze. I look over my shoulder to make sure he hasn’t fallen asleep, but his eyes are still open.
“What?” His dad hit him? What made him say that? What’s more, why is he just now telling me that? “Jake?”
He has a pensive stare before he clears his throat and continues.
“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that to you.”
