Page 49 of Score to Settle
He releases my nipple with a final flick of his tongue and lifts his head to look at me. His eyes are dark pools of desire that send another jolt of need pulsing between my legs.
“Tell me what you want, Harper,” he commands, voice rough like gravel. “I want to hear you say it.”
I’m so far gone, I don’t even hesitate. “Touch me. I need your mouth on me. Lower.”
A wicked grin spreads across his face. “With pleasure.”
He starts kissing down my stomach, swirling his tongue around my navel. My abs quiver under his touch. Lower and lower he goes, until he’s nudging my thighs apart and settling between them.
I tremble with want as he slowly runs his hands up my inner thighs, fingers softly pressing. Then his thumb brushes gently up and over my center, a barely there touch that makes me whimper.
“I’m going to take my time with you,” he says, breath hot as he takes his thumb away and kisses my inner thighs, teasing, slowly moving with licks and nibbles until his mouth finds my opening and his tongue moves in one long sweep up my center tothe bud of nerves I need him to be touching. His tongue is urgent and searching and I grip the couch cushions as my orgasm builds like a tight coil, ready to spring loose. Just when I don’t think I can take any more, as my breathing turns ragged, Jake pulls back, tongue lazily stroking more gently, moving back to kiss my thighs, letting me catch my breath. My legs shake and I swear every part of me is throbbing for him.
“Jake,” I cry. “Don’t stop.”
With a rumbling hum, he moves his mouth back to my center, one finger sliding into me as his tongue continues to drive me wild. I gasp at the feel of him inside me. The pressure builds and builds, my thighs trembling, toes curling as Jake’s tongue works and he adds a second finger, stretching me and stroking inside me, sending sparks shooting through my body. I gasp, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in my core. Jake groans against me and the vibrations coupled with his relentless touch send me hurtling over the edge.
My orgasm crashes over me in a tidal wave, every nerve ending igniting. I arch off the couch, crying out Jake’s name as it pulses through me. I feel myself clench around his fingers, my body no longer my own. I’ve never come so hard for anybody in my life. It seems to go on forever, aftershocks rolling through me until I collapse back against the cushions, boneless and spent.
With a satisfied smile, Jake presses a final soft kiss to my clit, making me shudder again, before lifting his head. I’m still quivering, mind blissfully blank, as he trails kisses up my body.
“That was… incredible,” I rasp when he pulls back. My voice is hoarse from screaming his name.
Jake’s eyes are heated as they roam over me, taking in my flushed cheeks, my heaving chest. “I could watch you fall apart like that all night.”
A shiver runs through me at his words, at the promise in them.
“Take me to bed,” I whisper, running my hands over his shoulders. “I want you inside me.”
Desire flares in his eyes. In one smooth motion, he stands, scooping me into his arms. I loop my arms around his neck, pressing my face into his throat and breathing in that woodsy citrus scent that has become so familiar as he carries me effortlessly up the stairs. I’m so aware of the fact he’s still fully clothed while I’m completely naked.
When he reaches the landing, he strides down the hall and shoulders open his bedroom door, kicking it shut behind us. The room is shadowy, illuminated only by the moonlight filtering in through the window. I catch a fleeting glimpse of a large bed before Jake is lowering me down onto cool sheets. He stands over me, eyes never leaving mine as he unbuttons his shirt in a slow, measured way, like there’s no rush at all. Like he knows how desperate I am for this and wants to make me wait again. He drops his shirt to the floor, the planes of his muscular chest rippling in the moonlight. I’ve seen it before, but still my eyes snag on every sculpted groove and that trail of dark hair disappearing into his pants. Slowly, he undoes his belt, letting the rest of his clothes fall to the floor before kicking them aside. My mouth completely dries out. There is nothing that could compare to the sight of Jake naked, his dick rock-hard and huge in a way that makes my heart pound.
I reach forward and grab his hand, pulling him down toward me. Jake lowers himself onto the bed, skin pressing against mine. The weight of him is delicious, igniting my nerve endings all over again. He kisses me deeply, making my body forget it just had the best orgasm of my life and wanting more—needingmore. The length of him nudges against my entrance, already slick for him, and I gasp. Jake reaches to his bedside table, fumbling in the drawer before pulling out a foil packet. He rips it open and sits back on his heels to roll the condom on. My eyesfollow the movement of his hands over the impressive length of his dick. I can’t stop the whimper from escaping my throat.
His eyes lock with mine as he moves over me, pushing my thighs apart with his knees. “How much do you want this?” he asks with a slow grin.
I bite my lip. “More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life,” I reply honestly. Then I sit up, pushing him sideways and back onto the bed, moving so that my legs are on either side of his, so I’m straddling him. His eyes flash in surprise as his head hits the pillow. Then slowly—so slowly, wanting to draw out this moment—I slide myself over him so just the tip of him is resting at my opening. I move another fraction and Jake closes his eyes and groans. I swallow down my desperation, my eyes tracking every bob of his throat, and move again. A sharp breath escapes my lips as he starts to stretch and fill me, inch by delicious inch. Then Jake’s eyes snap open, his gaze fiery as his strong hands reach around my back, pulling me down the rest of the way. I cry out at the way he fills me.
“Fuck, Harper,” he growls once he’s buried to the hilt. “You feel so good.”
I clench around him, reveling in the feel of him inside me. I move up slowly before pushing back down, starting a steady rhythm that has me seeing stars. Each drive hits a spot deep within me. I’m gasping as Jake’s hands wrap around my ass, guiding me further each time. Every movement is exquisite and intense. I lose myself in the rhythm, throwing my head back, rocking over him, my aching clit rubbing against him with every stroke.
“Fuck,” Jake bites out, sitting up and bringing me with him, kissing me fiercely as he drives relentlessly into me. He shifts the angle of his hips and pleasure explodes through me like fireworks.
“Don’t stop!” I cry.
“Never,” Jake grits out as we pick up pace. I move with him, meeting him thrust for thrust, climbing higher and higher. With one hand gripping my hair firmly, he moves the other in between us, his thumb rubbing tight circles on my center. His touch is my undoing. With a loud cry, I shatter, my inner muscles clamping down on him like a vise as ecstasy crashes over me.
TWENTY-THREE
JAKE
Harper’s pussy clamps around the length of me, her body quivering against mine. Her breath comes fast and ragged as she rides her climax. The way her tight heat pulses around my cock has me teetering on the brink, pleasure coiling deep in my groin. But I’m not ready for this to end yet. I slow down and catch my breath as she finishes riding her wave. Then I move us around, laying Harper on the bed and positioning myself over her. I grip her hips and push myself all the way in at a new angle. She groans with pleasure and her legs wrap around me.
“Jake…” Harper’s voice is a breathless whisper. Hearing her say my name feels so fucking good.
I capture her lips in a kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth as I start to move again, rocking into her with long, deep strokes. Fuck, she’s so wet for me, arching up to meet every thrust. I tangle my fingers in her hair, tilting her head back to trail kisses down the column of her throat. Her nails rake down my back, shooting another pulse of pleasure through my body.
