CHAPTER TWENTY
Jack
Don’t make me ask you again…
She wanted this, needed it just like I did. All day I’d been dying to touch her, needing her with an intensity that terrified me.
When I’d spotted those men on the porch, the need to protect Kat roared to life with a ferocity that I’d never known. It hadn’t left me. The need to mark her, to make her mine. A need I had no right to be feeling.
I ground myself into her, desperate for relief only she could give me. “I told you, anything. I’d do anything you ask, sweetheart.”
I pulled back and stared into her eyes, hazy with lust and need, her lips swollen and puffy and my cock jerked, desperate to get to her.
“Then,please, Jack…”
I lifted her off her feet, her long legs wrapping around my waist and squeezing tight as I stumbled through the cabin to the bedroom. I dropped her down onto the bed and pulled my shirt over my head, desperate to feel her skin to skin. I never realized how much I’d needed touch before, having gone without it for so long. But I wondered if it was onlyhertouch that I craved all this time.
She shuffled to the edge of the bed on her knees and placed wet kisses over my stomach and chest, laving her tongue over it like she was branding me. She cupped my ass and pulled me to her mouth, nipping gently and my hands wove their way through her hair, holding her closer.
One hand left my ass and came around to grip me through the denim and my breath stuttered out as she stroked.
“Hang on a minute, sweetheart, I need to talk to you,” I said, groaning as I pulled her mouth off me.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” she shouted, and I was startled at her anger. “You’re gonna push me away again?”
I gripped her hands and sat down beside her, pulling her onto my lap. “No, I’m gonna tell you why I did last time.”
She folded her arms over her chest and pushed her breasts up, momentarily distracting me. “I’m waiting,” she sassed when I didn’t speak.
I opened my mouth but words wouldn’t come out. I huffed and laid back, placing my hands over my eyes and she shifted so she was straddling me. “I’ve been in prison.”
“I’m aware,” she said. “And?”
“So, I’ve not…” I trailed off, pulling my hands away from my eyes and swirling them over each other in some random gesture that I imagined represented sex, which it didn’t. At all.
“It’s been a while, I get it. It’s okay if it’s quick the first time, we can go again,” she said, bending down and placing a kiss to my chest, licking her way to my nipple and tugging it between her teeth. My eyes rolled back in my head and my hips shot off the bed, searching for her, loving all these new sensations.
“No, I mean I haven’t…”
She stilled, her eyes sliding to mine and she placed her hands on my torso, resting her chin on them. The movement had her falling into a deeper squat and the added pressure to my dick had me taking deep breaths and counting back from ten.
She regarded me quizzically. “You mean you hadn’t before you went to prison?”
“No.” I said it through gritted teeth as she shifted, rubbing herself over me.
“Oh…” Her eyes widened. “Ohhh…so this will be your first time?”
“Yes. Which is why I stopped the other night. You wanted it a certain way from me, and I wasn’t sure I could give you what you needed.”
She quirked a brow. “So you decided to not give meanything? Rather than explore together?”
My hands clapped over my eyes again. “I’m an idiot.” The idea of exploring together was so intriguing and arousing that I realized I was an idiot for not doing it sooner.
Her deep chuckle wafted over me. “I’m not arguing with that.” She leaned forward and nipped my chin, kissed her way along my jaw before stopping by my ear. “I’ll be gentle,”she purred.
I groaned. “Good God, I hope not.”
“We’ll take it slow. First, you can take my top off,” she said, sitting back and pulling me up with her. I gripped the hem of her shirt and tugged it off. Her hair settled around her in blonde waves that just begged to be fisted. I stared at her chest, her red satin bra covering the sexiest tits I’d ever wanted to see.