Page 92 of Nothing But It All
“That’s creepy,” I say, gasping as his kisses trail across my collarbone.
He chuckles against me. “I want to climb in bed with you, but you look too peaceful to disturb.”
I moan as he grips my shoulders, then digs his fingers into my hips. My back arches as he caresses my breasts and rolls my nipples between his fingers.
Every touch is a reminder of how long it’s been since I’ve been in this position.It’s long overdue.Every gasp is a reminder of how good we areat this.
Our lips reconnect as he reaches between my legs. He drags a finger through my wetness, grinning against my mouth.
“I need you, Jack,” I say, groaning as he rubs my swollen clit.
“Not as much as I need you.”
A ripple of heat washes through me, spreading across every inch of my skin.
He spreads my legs apart with his. Air blasts against my flesh, making me shiver. He grabs his cock and inserts the tip into my opening.
Teasing me. Taunting me.Promising me.
“Ah!” I suck in a hasty breath.“Please.”
I roll my hips, dying for contact. When he doesn’t move, I open my eyes to find his trained on me.
I stop moving. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
His smile is soft and slow to grow.
“This is not the time for jokes, Jack.”
He chuckles. “There’s nothing to joke about here.”
“Then what?” I circle my hips again in a futile attempt at making him slide into me. “What’s the holdup?”
“I was just taking a second to absorb this.”
I blink. “I want to absorb you too.Now.”
He grins. “You’re funny.”
“No, I’m wet, and there’s an ache throbbing between my legs that only you can fix.”
He exhales a leisurely breath. “If you could see yourself right now, you’d understand.”
I flush.
The way he’s looking at me is heady. Intense, yet tender. Intoxicating, yet sober. Hungry, yet satisfied.
I still as a warmth stemming from love instead of simply lust flows through my veins.
“You’re so pretty, Lo.Beautiful.Sexy. I wish you could see you the way I see you right now.”
“I’m kind of glad I can’t.”
He laughs. “You’d be very impressed.”
“I’d be very impressed if you’d—yes,” I groan as he slides all the way inside me. “Just like that.Damn it, Jack.”
I hiss, the sensation of being completely and utterly filled.
