Page 67 of Someone to Tempt
He kisses me, but instead of settling himself between my legs the way I expect, he moves down my body.
“Jake, it’s too much.”
“Not between us,” he argues, and the next protest dies on my lips when his tongue sweeps across my center.
Despite my claim that there’s no way I could come again so soon, Jake fulfills his promise to prove me wrong. Within minutes, I’m writhing on the bed from him feasting on me.
I’m so close and then…
“Wait for me, Iris,” he commands, placing a gentle kiss on my mound before climbing off the bed to grab his wallet from the dresser. He takes out a condom, sheaths himself, then returns to me.
“What happened to waiting isn’t an option?” I ask as he kisses his way up my body before centering himself between my outstretched legs.
“This is worth the wait,” he promises and enters me in one powerful stroke.
“Yes.” I’m not sure if I’ve thought the word or screamed it, but this is what I want…what my body has been craving.
How am I so close to losing my heart to Jake when he’s been back in my life for such a short time? I feel like I’ve fallen for him in a way my teenage self never could have imagined.
I know it opens me up to a world of hurt, but not right now.
Right now is all about pleasure and the two of us together, which makes it easy enough to forget the rest.
I taste myself on his lips when we kiss, which somehow adds to the intimacy of it all. His movements become wilder, and my hips thrust to meet his. It’s like neither of us can get enough of the other. When he reaches between us and flicks that sensitive spot at my core, my body shatters harder than it ever has before. Pretty sure I’m screaming now. Jake calls out my name and then goes still above me.
This is more than just sex, and I can’t be the only one who realizes it. This kind of connection doesn’t come along with everyone, right? Is it just me being silly and naive?
“Fucking hell, Dixon,” he whispers, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Are you trying to kill me?”
Which is funny, because to me it feels like being with Jake is bringing me to life in a way I’ve never imagined for myself.
I smile, my body boneless and totally relaxed, which doesn’t happen often. Or at all. “That was nice.”
He barks out a laugh. “That was amazing and awesome and mind-blowing.”
Oh. Yeah, those things, too.
“How do you feel about frequent flyer miles? We need a regular meet-up once I’m back in Austin.”
I blink. “What do you mean, ‘back in Austin’? You’re hoping to be named the head of your grandfather’s foundation. The headquarters are based here.”
He flops down next to me and stretches his muscular arms above his head. “For now. But we also have an office in Austin. That’s where everything was based before my grandparents retired to Colorado. In this age of working remotely...”
He pauses and rolls on his side to face me. I can feel the weight of his gaze, but my eyes are trained to the ceiling above us.
“Did you think I was relocating to Colorado permanently?”
He reaches out and takes my hand. I’m surprised he can’t sense the ice that’s suddenly running through my veins. He has to feel how cold I am. Or maybe numb is the right word.
“I guess I assumed…which is my bad,” I tell him.
“Do you want me to stay?” he asks softly.
“I want you to do what makes you happy.”
I sit up, gathering the sheet to my chest. Well that post-double-orgasm glow faded fast. Although my body still feels heavy with contentment, my brain has short-circuited to the point that this morning’s interlude never happened. So much for Sunday service.
“Tell me you aren’t going to take jobs away from the people in this town.”
