Page 35 of Finding Jacob
Of course, I was going to let him in!
I raced down the stairs, holding my PJs pants up since they were so long. I fumbled with the key in the front door lock until I could wrench it open. Jacob stood dishevelled and holding a suit carrier.
“You look exhausted,” I said, holding the door wide so he could come in.
“I had an emergency abroad. Literally, just flown home.”
“Blimey. Nothing too serious, I hope?” I asked.
“Nothing that seeing you doesn’t make better,” he replied with a smile.
“Smooth, Jacob, very smooth,” I said, closing the door behind him. “Do you want coffee?”
“No, I want sleep. We must look the super couple tomorrow.”
He chuckled, but I felt a pang of sadness at his word,look.I’d forgotten we were still acting a role.
“Follow me,” I said, and headed towards the stairs.
I lived in a Victorian townhouse in London, on a cobbled street that was often visited by tourists. I loved the house, the area, even though I’d never actually met my neighbours. It was rumoured both houses on either side of me were owned by the one person. It might make for a potential windfall should they want to buy mine and make it one very large house.
As I headed to the bedroom, I heard Jacob chuckle. “Started without me,” he said, picking up my vibrator, and placing his suit carrier on a chair.
I was mortified. My cheeks heated up and I wanted to close my eyes. If I couldn’t see him, he couldn’t see how embarrassed I was. Instead, I had to front it out.
“Of course. We don’t hang around for men anymore, you know?”
“Did you come?” he asked, and his voice had lowered to such a degree I had to strain to hear him.
I swallowed as he took a step towards me, raising the vibrator to his lips. He poked out his tongue and tasted.
“You did,” he said, answering his own question.
I swallowed even harder. When he reached me, he wrapped one arm around my back and slid the other hand down the front of my PJs. I silently thanked whoever had designed them had the foresight to add an elasticated waist.
“You’re still wet,” he whispered as he nuzzled into my neck.
“I wasn’t, but I am now,” I panted back as his fingers slid over my clitoris. “My battery boyfriend doesn’t compare to you.”
“I’m very glad to hear that.” I felt his smile against my skin.
My legs started to shake as he teased and stroked. I pushed my PJs down, kicking them off my feet, and moaned out my pleasure.
“So wet,” he mumbled, and his breath tickled my skin.
I held mine and he pulled his head away and slowly lowered until he was knelt in front of me. He held my hips and nuzzled over my pubis. A small pang of anxiety washed over me. If he hooked my T-shirt up, he’d see a slight rounding from that angle. And that moment wasn’t the right one to tell him.
Instead, he swiped his tongue over my opening. Heat flooded me and butterflies awoke. I gripped his hair, curling my fingers into his scalp. He licked and nipped, causing me to moan louder and pant harder. I could hear my blood rush past my ears, feel my heart racing in my chest. My fingers and toes tingled, and I tightened my thigh muscles to keep me steady. Just as I was about to come, he pulled away.
“No!” I said, closing my eyes and hearing him chuckle.
He stood and undid his belt and trousers. He wore nothing underneath but a raging hard-on. He stepped back, pulling his shirt over his head, and continued to step back until he sat on the bed. I followed him. Oral wasn’t what I needed, even if he did. Instead, I straddled his lap, and to his laughter, I lowered myself on him. I rode him hard, letting him fall back on the bed and clawing at his chest. I drew blood, unintentionally, and licked it from him. I wanted carnal and a deep connection.
Jacob threw his head back, his breath was laboured, and he growled, growled out my name. The sound was enough to cause an explosion inside me. My chest constricted, my stomach muscles tightened, and I felt my cum run down my thigh.
Jacob sat up abruptly, he grabbed at my face and kissed me hard. His tongue was demanding, claiming, and tasted of me. He moaned through the kiss, gripping me hard until he came himself.
He collapsed back on the bed, and I fell onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and for a little while we didn’t speak. We both took the time to get our breath under control and slow our racing hearts.
