Page 67 of Chasing Stars
“You do?” he asks, his voice sounding froggy.
I nod. “I do.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” The grin that spreads across his face makes my heart burst. He leans down, cups my face, and kisses me hungrily, as if this new declaration has ignited something in him.
I pull away and his thumb lingers on my lower lip. “Miles, take me home,” I whisper and it’s not a question.
“There is nothing else I’d rather do.” He laces his fingers through mine, and we trek the fifty feet back to the car.
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MILES
Telling Jenna I love her is so freeing. I’m absolutely floored that she loves me back. We can’t get home fast enough. My confession has awakened something dormant inside both of us. I’m going to tell her about her dad first thing in the morning. I can’t spoil this evening, but I know it’s time.
I pull into my parking spot and Jenna is out of the car before I can get around to open her door. She stands on the curb, looking at me like I just hung the moon.
I walk over to her with purpose, cupping the back of her head, tangling my fingers in her hair, pulling her into a kiss full of emotion and need. She opens her mouth for me and deepens the kiss. My desire grows against her, but it’s more than wanting to have sex. We’ve done plenty of that these past few weeks. This means so much more now. I belong with Jenna. I feel it in my bones.
She pulls back from our kiss, her warm breath tickling my lip. Her eyes search mine and she brings her hand up to my jaw, gently running her fingers along my stubble.
“I can’t believe you love me,” Jenna whispers. “It’s been a really long time since anyone besides my mom has said that to me.”
“I love you more than I ever thought possible,” I murmur, moving her hand from my jaw and kissing it.
“Let’s go upstairs.” Jenna eyes me seductively and pulls me up the steps to my condo. She frantically unlocks the door and pulls me inside. “Hey, Pete,” she calls, but she bypasses him and heads straight for my bedroom.
I follow her, closing the door behind me. “Jenna.” I grin. “You’re on a mission.”
“Shh,” she whispers, putting her finger to her lips.
Jenna steps in front of me. Without taking her eyes off mine, she begins unbuttoning my dress shirt. My pulse quickens with anticipation. When it’s completely undone, she slides it over my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She tugs the hem of my undershirt up and over my head so I’m bare-chested. A chill runs over me as her lips find my chest, and she begins kissing me across my collarbone and shoulders. Jenna takes my arm and kisses all the way down my bicep and forearm until she gets to my hand. Her warm lips press against my palm, and I suck in a breath. She smiles into her kiss before slipping my index finger into her mouth, gently sucking.
I grow hard and impatient, tugging her hips into mine. “Don’t I get to take anything off of you?” I growl.
Jenna pretends to think about it, tapping her chin with an index finger. “I guess so.” She bites back a grin. “Pick one thing.”
I roll my head backwards and before I can choose, she starts undoing my belt and unbuttoning my jeans.
“Hey, now,” I rasp, cupping her chin. “It’s my turn.” I pull her pretty, pink blouse over her head and bend down to kiss her chest, while simultaneously working the clasp on her bra.Finally, her breasts are free, and I waste no time enveloping one with my mouth.
Jenna lets out a hiss. “I said one thing,” she teases, gripping my hair, enticing me to suck harder.
“You don’t get to be in charge,” I mutter with her tit still in my mouth. “I want to explore every inch of the woman I love tonight.” At this, I stop kissing her and look her in the eyes. “I love you, Jenna,” I murmur, and my voice comes out hoarse.
“I love you, too,” she whispers, her eyes glistening.
“Damn right you do.” I scoop her up and she squeals. I carry her over to the bed and lay her gently on it. I undo the button on her jeans, and she shimmies them off, revealing a black satin thong. I lean down and kiss from her rib cage, all the way down to her hip bone before sliding off her panties.
“Your turn.” Jenna twirls her finger in a gesture that indicates she wants me naked.
“Yes, ma’am.” I bite back a smile and step out of my jeans.
“All of it.” Jenna sits up and tugs the waistband down on my briefs.
“You run a tight ship.” I step out of them and climb onto the bed next to her, wrapping her into a little spoon, letting my dick settle between her thighs. I kiss her neck, running my hands up and down her legs.
She sighs. “Miles,” she moans.
