Page 26 of His Surrender
He grunted before grabbing the back of my head, pulling me closer against him.
No kiss had ever turned my brain to mush, but kissing Jay did exactly that. He took away all reason and tore down my barriers.
“Damn,” I said, breathless, as he moved from my mouth and kissed down my neck. “Touch me.”
He nipped at the base of my throat and smoothed his hands down my sides. I tingled from head to toe, each featherlight touch of his lips to my skin acting like a conduit that sent electricity through my veins.
“More,” I whimpered as he sucked the weak spot below my ear. Everything about him was incredible: his taste, his scent, the feel of his strong hands moving along my skin.
Jay was like lightning during a thunderstorm, and I was the fool holding the metal rod in the air. It was a horrible idea, but the electric current of him moving through me was too good to resist.
“I can’t wait to be buried deep inside your ass,” Jay murmured against my neck, the vibrations of his voice—and the image his words created—giving me goose bumps.
“Who said you’ll be in myass?” I panted, tangling my fingers in his blond hair like I’d wanted to do for so long. The question was mostly a joke; I preferred to bottom. I’d just wanted to see his reaction.
Jay stopped and lifted his head, meeting my stare. “I only top. Is that okay?”
His sudden seriousness surprised me, and I had no smart-ass comeback. “Y-yeah. I mostly bottom anyway.”
“Good.”
And then he was kissing me again. Rougher than before. More heated.
I could barely catch my breath in between the kisses before his mouth was on mine again. Grabbing a handful of his shirt, I tugged him with me down the short hallway and into my room.
Before he’d come over, I had set condoms and lube on the nightstand so they’d be easily accessible. Because god knows I was impatient to have him naked in my bed.
Jay pushed me on the mattress before pulling off his shirt, revealing his mouthwatering abs. I wanted to lick them, but all I could do was sit and stare. A smirk was in place as he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down.
“Wouldn’t you prefer me to undress you?” I asked.
“Want you too much. Can’t wait.” He pulled my face to his again, kissing me hard and leaving me breathless.
I lay back as he got on top of me, his lips moving along my jaw and to my ear. I whimpered as he sucked on my earlobe. My head spun in the best way. I’d been sober for five years, but Jay was proof of my addictive behavior. I craved him in a way I’d never craved anything else. And god I wanted more. He made me soar with just a kiss. I couldn’t imagine what I’d feel once he was actually pounding into me.
“So glad you want this,” Jay said, his fingers dipping below the waistband of my pants.
“Mm. I do.” My eyes fell shut as he took hold of my erection. “I want it. I want you.”
His tongue swept across my nipple as he stroked me, and I nearly shot off the bed. I met his gaze, my lips parting as another whimper escaped. His eyes appeared to grow brighter after that, as if the sound was fuel to his internal fire. As if he lived off sex and the pleasure he gave.
“I see you’re prepared,” he murmured against my skin, his gaze darting to the nightstand with the condoms and lube.
“Always.”
“Safe sex is sexy.” Jay sat up and grabbed the lube, popping the cap. The sound made me even harder, as did that smoldering look in his eyes. A look that told me of all the wicked, delightful things he was about to do to me.
“You have a lot of sex, I reckon.” God, why did I say that? Ireallydidn’t want to know the answer.
His gaze flickered to mine again before he looked away. “Yes.”
Had he been with anyone recently? I put a stop to those thoughts real fast. It didn’t matter one way or the other what he did. Specifically,whohe did.
“I don’t,” I admitted, my voice shaky. With nerves? Lust? Probably both. “It’s been a while for me.”
“Don’t worry.” He smiled softly, and my heart jolted at the sight. “I’ll take good care of you.”
Jay tugged my pants down and tossed them aside before getting between my legs. My nerves jumped higher. Sex was like riding a bike, right? It had been a while, but my body would remember what to do. I hoped.
