Page 19 of Worthy Now
“Then get on with it already,” I pant, rubbing myself against him like a cat in heat. My hardened nipples graze his chest, and he runs his hands up my sides and over my back before roughly grabbing a fistful of hair, forcing me to tilt my head back and meet his eyes.
When his mouth finally claims mine, it isn’t gentle. It’s not a tentative probing or even a request for permission. It’s a mind-numbing, toe-curling, heart-stopping dance of desperation. We don’t simply kiss. We breathe each other in. Devour one another as we allow ourselves to take what we’ve denied ourselves allthese years and pour it into this one, crucial moment. But as much as I come alive under his attention, I also want to punish him for the part he’s played in keeping us apart. Once again, I find myself sinking my teeth into his lip harder than necessary. Jake rears back with a look of anticipation, chest heaving and not at all put off by my rough treatment.
Yanking my head back once more, he captures my mouth with a newfound urgency. He pushes past the seam of my lips—demanding entry—as we fight for dominance. I can’t catch my breath as a wave of dizziness causes my knees to buckle, but Jake’s there—wrapping an arm around my waist and keeping me upright long enough to toss me onto the mattress.
I land with a bounce and prop myself up on my elbows to get a better view. I don’t bother hiding my admiration when he unbuttons his shirt and shrugs it off his shoulders, exposing a set of abs that would have a nun questioning her faith. In one smooth move, he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his slacks and pushes them over his thick thighs, taking his boxer briefs with them. He carelessly kicks them aside, never taking his burning gaze off mine while he peels off his socks one by one. Standing in front of me in all his naked glory, confident and so fucking sexy, he flashes me a roguish smile.
Wrapping a loose fist around his length, he begins stroking himself—once…twice…achingly slow.Good Lord. I don’t think I’ll survive this. I’m convinced I’ve already died and gone to heaven as I watch one of the hottest displays I’ve ever bared witness to. When his dark eyes connect with mine and he bites the corner of his bottom lip, my head hits the pillow on a tortured moan. His deep chuckle goes straight to my core, drawing my attention back to the peep show happening at the foot of the bed. I have about two seconds to admire his cut physique, and the sexy V that points straight at his mouthwatering cock.
Then he’s on me, climbing up my body and capturing my lips in another scorching kiss that leaves me aching all over. He nudges his impressive erection against my lace-covered pussy, and I arch my back with total abandon. Nothing has ever felt this fucking good. I need his touch like I need air to breathe, and when he grabs the hem of my dress and lifts it over my head—his hot mouth covering one of my nipples through the thin fabric of my bra as he goes—my lips part on a silent gasp. He kisses his way across my ribcage and down to my navel, where he spends a maddening amount of time nibbling the soft skin of my stomach.
Fisting the strap of my thong, he stares down at me with wicked intent before ripping the barely-there fabric with a single, hard tug. I suck in a startled breath, eyes wide at the sinful display ofdominance, and before I have time to recover, he sits back on his haunches and touches a finger to the valley between my breasts. He drags the tip down my torso—like he’s in no particular hurry to get to his destination—before finally giving me what I’ve been craving most.
The sound that escapes me when he brushes the pad of his thumb over my throbbing clit and begins circling it with an expert touch is one I’ve never made before. My hips buck in a silent plea for more, and Jake growls at the wanton response, sliding down my body and nudging my legs apart to accommodate the wide set of his shoulders. Once settled, he grips the globes of my ass and lifts, lining his face up with my glistening flesh.
“Fuck, Tessa. You’re so wet. So damn beautiful,” he mutters a split-second before he delivers a languid lick from the bottom of my entrance all the way up to my throbbing clit.
I suck in a harsh breath, throwing my head back and fisting the bed sheets on either side of me to anchor myself. Jake emits a sound that’s almost a purr before he falls on me like he’s been dying for a taste. He laps at my juices, sucking and nipping, before shoving his tongue deep. I writhe under his sensual assault, moaning his name while I tangle my fingers into his soft curls to pull him closer. There’s no room for shame. I need to come, and I’mgoing to take what I’ve been denied for so long. I gyrate my hips and ride his face like a woman possessed.
Jake reaches out a hand and touches two fingers to my lips in a silent demand. I don’t waste time sucking the digits into my mouth and twirling my tongue around them before I release them with a loud pop. He hums his appreciation into my pussy, causing tiny electric currents to shoot through my tightening stomach before he pushes his slippery fingers into me. He instantly curls the tips, hitting what I can only assume is my G-spot at just the right angle, while simultaneously sucking on my clit in hard, relentless pulls.
A guttural scream rips from my throat as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced racks my body. I convulse with violent shudders as Jake continues to lap at me, drawing out every last tremor before he slowly brings me back down to earth. I collapse onto the mattress, stunned into silence, and try to regain the ability to breathe. I relent my death-grip on his hair, and he abandons his place between my legs to rid me of my bra while I’m too languid to object. Not that I would have. The man made me come in under three minutes. I don’t have the strength to deny him anything. Laying on his side next to me, he nuzzles his face into my neck while he gently rolls my sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger—my whole body jerks with tiny aftershocks.
“What are you doing to me?” I ask in an awed whisper. Jake looks down at me with a smug expression, one he can rightfully wear, as he dips the tip of his finger back into me and uses my arousal to dust featherlight touches over my oversensitive nub. Lifting my head, I meet his lips in a soft, unhurried kiss, as he nudges his hard cock into my side. I answer his silent plea, wrapping my fingers around him and smiling with satisfaction when he shudders at my touch. He thrusts into my fist in tandem with the single digit he pumps in and out of my tight channel.
“God, Tessa. I fucking missed this so much. This is where we belong. Right fucking here. Together, with my fingers in your wet cunt and your lips wrapped around my cock.”
“My lips aren’t wrapped around your cock,” I point out, as my lust-muddled brain takes a minute to get with the program. When it finally catches up, the corner of my mouth twitches with amusement. “Subtle, Jake. Real subtle,” I laugh, giving him one last stroke before I straddle him. He grins up at me with a playful expression, and I steal another kiss before I slowly lick my way down his magnificent body. His dick twitches eagerly when I blow a hot breath over the protruding head, blood pumping through the thick vein running up the underside. Jake interlaces his fingers behind his head, watching my every move with an anticipatory gleam in his eye. I blink up from beneath my lashes as I grip hislength, poising myself right above him, but not yet giving him what he wants.
“Fuck, Tessa,” he growls, flexing his hips and nudging my lips with the tip of his dick. “You’re killing me here.”
“What’s the magic word?” I tease, having way too much fun. Jake’s nostrils flare, eyes promising retribution but he craves this too much not to obey. “Please, baby. Please put me out of my misery and wrap those gorgeous lips around my cock.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” Lowering my mouth, I suck him all the way to the back of my throat. Jake makes a strangled sound somewhere between a gasp and a shout and instantly grips a fistful of my hair as he begins pulsing his hips in small, measured movements. His take-charge attitude turns me on to no end, and I hum around his length while I swirl my tongue around the bulbous head on every upstroke. I work him with everything I have, driving him wild, sucking and licking like my life depends on it.
“Fuck,” he exclaims when the tip of his cock once again hits the back of my throat, and he holds me there for several seconds. It’s only when I make a choked sound that he allows me to pull back. I release him with a smack of my lips, gasping for air before I dip my head sideways and draw one of his balls into my mouth. “Jesus, baby. That feels amazing.”
Preening under his praise, I gently graze his shaft with my teeth, making him jump, before I reward him with the heat of my mouth and go back to working him like a well-oiled machine. When I suck him so hard my cheeks hollow out, his whole body goes taut and he pulls me off him. Panting, he stares down at me with wild, unfocused eyes.
“You’re going to make me come, and I need to be inside you when I do. Tell me you’re on the pill.”
“I’m on the pill,” I reply, just as desperate to feel him with no barriers between us. “I’m clean. The only person I ever had unprotected sex with is you.”
“Fuuuuck,” he breathes, screwing his eyes shut as if in pain before he grabs me by the back of the neck and yanks me up his body for another soul-destroying kiss. Resting his forehead against mine, he takes a moment to compose himself before saying, “I’m clean, too. You’re the only woman I ever trusted enough to go without. I want to feel you, Tessa. Only you.”
“Then take me.”
I cry out when Jake reaches between us, positions himself at my entrance, and claims me with a single hard thrust that takes my breath away.
“Jesus,” he bites out, and we both freeze, unable to take our eyes off each other as we revel in the intensity of our joining.Raw emotion reflects back at me, and when it all becomes too much, I clench around him and spur him into action. He begins moving, pumping into me from the bottom as he digs his fingers into my waist to control my range of motion. He pushes himself deep, grinding his pelvis against my clit, and I throw my head back on a moan. I begin swiveling my hips—meeting him thrust for thrust—and he answers by squeezing my heavy breasts, plucking on my nipples and driving me wild, forcing me to ride him faster. The rhythm is set, and we’re panting, but I don’t care.
The slow climb of another orgasm itches at the base of my spine and I double my efforts, chasing release. Knowing exactly what I need, Jake presses down on my clit and pounds into me so hard it sends me straight over the edge into the stratosphere. I combust, crying out his name as I roll my hips and savor every ounce of pleasure he delivers.
When I open my eyes, Jake’s face is a tortured mask. It’s then I realize he’s holding back, desperately clinging to his slipping control to draw out my release.
“Fuck, you’re stunning when you come. I want to watch you do that every day for the rest of my life, Tessa. The way you screamed my name was so damn hot. I need to hear it again.” He lifts me off him and gets behind me. “On your knees,” he orders. “I’m hanging on by a thread here, so this is going to be hard and fast.”
I don’t hesitate as I get into position, presenting my backside and releasing a wanton sound when he seats himself to the hilt.
