Page 60 of Only Ever Yours
“I have no idea what you mean.” My phone dropped to the floor, all thoughts of what I’d been doing forgotten. I wriggled out of my yoga pants and pulled my T-shirt over my head, leaving me in a lacy, white bra and bright pink knickers. I reached around for the hooks on my bra.
“Stop.”
My hand froze in midair. “What? Why?”
“You can’t be the one to have all the fun.” Jase gave me a lopsided grin. “Lie down and get comfortable because I’m going to take my time here. There’s no more rushing your pleasure.”
My eyes widened, but I did as he told me. He crossed the room and knelt on the bed, straddling me, knees on either side of my hips. I stared up at him, watching his hooded eyes, filled with desire. The cool air pebbled my skin, and I could feel my nipples tightening, anticipation racing through my body. Jase reached down and traced a line between my breasts, over my stomach and finally came to rest between my legs. The light graze of his nails brought me alive, and I arched my back at his touch. His fingers lightly brushed across my clit over the flimsy material of my knickers. I inhaled sharply at the touch, wanting more, but he withdrew his hand, instead bringing it up to my chest. Jase pushed the cups of my bra aside, releasing my breasts from their confines.
“Beautiful,” he whispered. “I can’t decide if I love your tits or your arse the most. I think I’ll start worshipping here.”
I didn’t have the chance to respond as his mouth covered my left nipple, sucking, nipping, teasing while his fingertips closed around my right, pinching and rolling to the edge of exquisite pain. A breathy gasp left my mouth, not believing I could get so turned on just through having my breasts teased. I tried to press my legs together, wriggling my hips to create the friction I needed.
Jase stopped abruptly, leaving me bereft. “Patience, Princess. I told you I wanted to take my time, and you’re going to have to come along for the ride, no matter how longit takes.” He fixed his intense gaze on me, and I knew I’d do anything he asked.
Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I sighed and stopped moving, lifting my hands above my head to grip the headboard instead.
The corner of his mouth tilted up. “Mmm, I love that. Best make sure you don’t let it bang against the wall. I wouldn’t want Finn knowing exactly what we’re up to.”
“Shut up about my brother. All talk of him is a passion killer. If you want to go to bed frustrated, keep talking.” I wrinkled my nose.
“Oh, trust me, sweetheart, no one is going to bed frustrated tonight.” With a swift movement, Jase had reached down and ripped the seam of my knickers, pulling the remnants of the material away, so he had free access.
“Hey,” I protested. “They were expensive.”
“Bollocks,” he hissed in response. “I’ll buy you new ones. Although, the thought of you naked under your skirt when you’re working in the garage is a huge fucking turn-on.”
For a moment, I drifted to finish off the fantasy Jase had started.We were at work together, it was late, after closing time. I came out of the office to find Jase shirtless, polishing one of the cars he’d finished working on. He looked over, an expression of lust and wanting painted across his handsome features, then beckoned me towards him. Unsteady on my heels, I crossed the concrete garage floor. Without a word, Jase grabbed me, spun me around, and pushed me face down on the car bonnet, pressing my breasts into the cold metal. His other hand pulled my skirt up, revealing my naked buttocks to him. He sucked in a breath, one palm caressing my arse cheek. Squirming underneath his touch, I braced myself for him to thrust himself into me from behind…
“Hollis? Are you okay? I lost you there.”
My eyes flew open, feeling my cheeks flush with heat from my thoughts.Would I really go naked like that into work for Jase?
“Sorry, I was um…” I couldn’t bring myself to tell him what I’d been thinking although I knew he would appreciate me sharing the dirty thoughts.
He frowned. “I am sorry about your pants. Happy to come shopping with you when you want to buy some.”
I stifled a smile, bucking my hips against him. “Who needs pants anymore anyway?”
He chuckled. “Oh, you like the idea, huh?” Leaning down, he lifted me slightly to undo my bra and take it off, so I was fully naked beneath him. He ran his fingers down my sides, the slow, feather-like motion making me shiver. “Fuck waiting any longer, Princess; I need to be inside you.” Rising up on his knees, he pushed his sweatpants down to reveal he wasn’t wearing boxers.
“Pretty sure you were going to get lucky tonight, then?” I smiled up at him.
“Wasn’t banking on it but had a pretty good idea.” Jase leaned over and opened up the top drawer of the unit beside my bed. He hooked out a pack of condoms, pulled one from it, ripped open the foil, and slid it over himself in one swift move.
“Since when did I have condoms in my bedside table?”
Jase grinned. “Since I snuck in here earlier and hid them in there. Do you think I could wait if I had to go back to my room and get some? Talk about a destroying a mood.” He slid his hands between my legs and slipped a finger into me. “You’re so wet already.”
I didn’t want to admit it had been triggered by the garage fantasy and closed my eyes, getting lost in thesensations as Jase rubbed his thumb around my clit exactly the way I liked it. He knew me so intimately already as if we’d been together for years instead of only weeks. As if sensing my need, he withdrew his fingers and slid easily into me, thrusting gently at first, then increasing his pace. I clutched at his hips as if trying to draw him farther inside me. I wanted to feel his dick hit that sweet spot and come apart for him.
“Hollis, look at me. I want to see you.” Jase’s voice was low, demanding almost, and I couldn’t help but do as he asked. His eyes were almost black with longing as he created a rhythm designed to bring me pleasure.
The combination of his thrusts, along with the relentless pressure on my clit, had me clinging on by a thread.
“Jase, please, I’m so close,” I panted.
“We have to be quiet,” he reminded me. “Much as I’d love to hear you scream my name, not everyone in the house needs to hear you come.”
