Page 75 of Saving Me
His hands leave my hair to roam under my t-shirt and grab my ass. He moans when he realizes I’m not wearing any panties. Breaking away, he steps back and runs his hand roughly through his hair.
“God, you are tempting. You need to be a good girl and eat your pancakes first,” he points to my plate. “I spent way too much time stressing over these for you not to enjoy them while they are warm.”
Giggling, I hop back on the chair. I spread butter on them and dribble a little bit of syrup before taking a big bite. I feel his eyes on me as I savor the taste. “They are amazing,” I say with a mouthful before taking another bite. “I may have to hire you as my assistant.”
“I prefer to eat my desserts than make them,” he laughs. “But I’m so glad I passed the birthday pancakes test.” He takes a bite and smiles. “Damn, I am good.” He takes another bite, and I grin.
He points to my plate when he notices that I am just enjoying watching him eat. “You better get some food in you. We need to be there when it opens, or the lines will get super long.”
“Lines?” Confused, I take another bite.
He walks over and grabs something off the counter. “It’s another one of your surprises.”
I take the paper he hands me. It’s two printed tickets to an amusement park.
“We are going to an amusement park?” My eyes light up in surprise.
“I thought since you never got to go on your tenth birthday, I could change that today.”
Squealing, I jump back into his arms and wrap my legs around him. Peppering him with kisses as he laughs at my excitement.
“I guess I scored with that one,” he chuckles as I squeeze him tight.
“You scored big time,” I grin. Weaving my hands into his hair, I press my forehead to his. “Thank you. You don’t know how much this means to me,” I say softly.
“You’re welcome.” His hands hold me tight as his fingers brush softly against my skin. “I want this day to be special for you. I’m just glad I’m the one who gets to spoil you today.”
“It’s already special because you are here with me.” I run my fingers through his soft hair before sliding over his shoulders and back. “How much time do we have before we have to leave?”
“About an hour, why?”
“Since I’m the birthday girl, do I get certain privileges of choosing what I want today?”
“It’s your day.” His lips turn up at the corner as his hands roam over my bottom. “Ask, and it’s yours.”
“Take me to bed, Jake,” I ask boldly. “I want to feel you inside me on my birthday morning.”
His eyes darken as he grips me tighter. I feel his body respond, causing the tingle between my legs to strengthen.
“There’s no place I’d rather be.” His low voice sends goosebumps along my arms as he walks us to his bedroom and lays me down. Pulling back, he lowers his sweats before settling between my legs.
I remove my t-shirt and enjoy how his eyes hungrily look at me. His mouth finds my nipple as he sucks deep beforeenjoying the other one. Pleasure shoots straight to my belly as I wrap my legs around him and move against him.
He centers himself, and I feel him slowly enter me. My body welcomes him in as I stretch around him. His eyes hold mine until he’s buried fully inside.
Taking my hand, he interlocks our fingers together, holding them above my head as our bodies move together in a slow, rhythmic dance. He takes his time, making sure every inch of me is worshiped by his touch.
“I love you,” I whisper, unable to hold back what I’m feeling at this very second. “Promise me that you’ll never leave me.”
I push back the fear that’s always in the back of my mind. Losing him would be the one thing that would break me. I never understood how my mom couldn’t just fight past the hurt, but I understand now. My dad took her heart with him, and she never got it back, no matter how hard she tried. She broke and couldn’t put the pieces back together. Jake’s the one thing that my heart needs to survive.
“I’m not going anywhere. I promise you that I’ll always be here.” His eyes sear me with their truth, leaving me no doubt that he means it. “I love you, Lyla. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. Nothing is going to change that,” he says quietly. “You are mine, and I will forever be yours.”
He moves deeper into me, and I tighten my legs around him. His words hang in the air, and a deep peace washes over me as if my soul is telling me to have faith that what he’s saying is true.
I feel my body respond as I lift my hips to meet his thrusts. His movements are slow and skillful as each dive into me sends waves of pleasure throughout my body. His hand touches my lips before moving down my neck. He holds me there, applying just enough pressure around my throat to send a thrill through my veins.
He’s turned every ugly thing that has happened to my bodyinto a pleasurable one. Giving up control in the bedroom doesn’t make me feel weak like it did in the past. Trusting him this completely feels powerful. It’s a connection I’ve never had, and it only heightens my desire for him.
