Page 93 of Going All In

Chapter 18

There was somethingshe couldn’t name in his eyes as he stared down at her. His breathing was ragged, most likely due to her hand on his cock. That must be it.

She dragged her thumb over the tip, smearing the moisture she found, and softly squeezed again, pulling a groan from his lips.

He braced himself on his hands on either side of her shoulders and rocked his hips.

“Keep that up and I’ll be coming in your hand.” He groaned, his eyes piercing right through her. His hair fell over his brow and she reached up with one hand—the one currently not holding his cock—and brushed the hair away.

He grabbed her hand and pressed a hard kiss to her palm, nipping the pad below her thumb. Heat spiraled through her body, and she lifted her hips, seeking any kind of friction she could find.

“I need you now, Jake.” She moaned, releasing his cock so he could sink inside her.

He shifted his hips and did just that, with one languid thrust.

“Shit. Condom,” he said, pulling free and grabbing one from the nightstand. She debated telling him that they could skip it, but he was already sheathed and back inside her.

Her muscles clamped around him as he moved in and out of her body, tilting her hips to give her the drag and friction she needed. She didn’t want to think about why he was so amazing in bed. She wanted to enjoy.

She arched her back, thrusting her breasts toward him, and he leaned down, teasing one of her nipples with his tongue.

Seriously. So damn good at this.

“Yes. Yes,” she moaned, rocking her hips against him, chasing her next orgasm that was building low in her belly.

Jake pressed kisses along her jaw, his lips a whisper from her ear. “You’re so fucking perfect,” Jake growled against her heated skin, and she almost came right then and there. He surrounded her with heat and need, and she was so close to exploding, but she didn’t want this to end.

She sank her hands into his hair, holding his face close to hers, and kissed him with everything she had. Their rhythm grew choppy, but she kept kissing him, her tongue tangling with his. His thrusts slowed down, languidly pumping in and out of her clenching body.

She lifted her hips, slightly changing the angle, and then he was hitting the spot that would send her spiraling. One of his hands reached down and gripped her hip, anchoring her to him as his movement picked up speed.

“Oh my god. Please. Jake. I’m. So. Close.” Every word was punctuated with a gasp as he thrust again and again.

“Come for me, Darcy. Come all over me. I won’t last much longer,” he said, his words as stilted as her own.

Her body clenched as every nerve ending narrowed down into one explosive point, and then she was gasping and spiraling and yelling his name in the stillness of the room.

His thrusts felt deeper, faster, as he raced toward his own finish line while her overly sensitive body quivered from one of the best orgasms she’d ever had. How did he keep doing that? Pushing her beyond her limits and making her crave him even more?

He sat back, still thrusting in and out of her, his beautifully cut body glistened with sweat and sex, and she wanted to trace every line on his body with her tongue. She tried to focus on his face, but she was still hovering in orgasmic bliss. She trailed her fingers up his chest, loving how he shuddered under her touch.

He bit his lip as he moved, his chest heaving with every push and pull. Then he was groaning out his climax, the low vibrations echoing through her body as he came.

He collapsed on top of her, his face tucked into her shoulder, his rapid breaths washing over her. He started to shift his weight off of her, but she wanted to stay burrowed underneath him, so she flattened her hand on his back, holding him close.

“You destroy me every time,” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her blissfully spent body.

“It’s mutual,” she said, brushing his sweat-dampened hair from his forehead as she tried to catch her breath, her orgasm still shaking her down to her core.

“I think you woke my neighbors.” He chuckled against her heated skin.

“I did not,” she whispered, trying to swat his chest, but she didn’t have the energy. “Way to ruin the moment.”

He chuckled softly and shifted so he was looking directly into her eyes. His gaze took her breath away.

“I’m kidding, of course. These walls are very soundproof,” he said with mock seriousness.

She laughed. “What am I going to do with you?”

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