“You do both those things, Jade.” He smiles at me. “I guess you’re just so consumed with passion you don’t even realize the sounds you’re making.”
It’s embarrassing, but true. I get so caught up in the moment, I don’t know what’s coming out of my mouth. And I do get kind of loud.
“That’s just all the more reason not to do it,” I tell him.
We’re back now and Garret parks in front of the house. He comes around the car and takes my hand and walks to the door, opening it for me. The foyer is empty and there’s nobody in the living room.
“Where is everyone?” I ask him. “You think they’re having lunch?”
“Probably.” He slides my coat off, then hangs it on the coat rack, along with his own.
“I thought we were going outside. I want to walk through the woods.”
“Later.” He takes my hand and leads me up the stairs and we go down the hall to his room. He kisses me as he shuts the door and locks it without looking.
“If we’re recreating our first time together,” I say, walking backward to the bed, “it should be the middle of the night. And I should be sneaking in here.”
“I didn’t say we were recreating our first time.” He eases me on the bed and hovers over me. “I said I wanted to do what we did that weekend, which was have sex.”
“We did it a lot that weekend, didn’t we?” I smile as he inches my sweater up, leaving soft kisses along my stomach.
He doesn’t answer. He’s too busy undressing me, kissing me, touching me. He gets up and takes his shirt off. I reach out for him and he smiles.
“You miss me?”
“Yeah, so hurry up.”
He gets the rest of himself naked, then hovers over me again, his mouth dipping down to my breast.
I moan a little too loud, then whisper, “Sorry.”
“Nobody heard you, Jade.” He kisses his way over to my other breast. “Except me. And I love that sound so do it again.”
“No. I can’t. I’ll be quiet now.”
I swear he takes that as a challenge because he teases my breast with his tongue in a way he knows gets me all fired up inside. I moan even louder.
He covers my mouth with his lips, then says, “Thought you weren’t going to do that again.”
“I wasn’t, but then you do things to me that make me forget where I am.”
“Which I will do again right now.” His cocky smile appears as he thrusts inside me.
I suck in a breath, then smile. “Forget it. I can’t be quiet.”
Although it’s not like I don’t try. It’s just that Garret’s really good at this and sometimes being quiet is not an option. When we reach the point where I tend to yell, he kisses me before I can, and keeps his lips just over mine until my body comes down from its high. And it was a definite high. I’m glad we skipped the walk in the woods. This was way more fun.
“Not exactly like our first time, huh?” I say as we lie there, still out of breath.
“Did you want it to be?”
“No. That time was good. But this time was even better.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
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GARRET