Page 94 of A Love That Broke Us
I shake my head, grinning.
What do I get out of it?
Jensen
Is that even a question? Cum find out.
A laugh slips out of me.
Hmm. Idk. I’m not convinced yet.
Jensen
I’ll go down on you.
It’s a no brainer, baby.
Get over here. I’ll eat you out, then fuck you. And if you’re a good girl, I’ll hold you after.
Oh my God. Wow.I shift in my seat, already wet, anticipation fluttering low in my core.
Annnnnnnd tsunami.
Cumming!
I hop off the couch, excited, needing him, and insanely turned on. He hasn’t been this flirty in a long time, andGod, I’m so here for it. I practically run down the hall, turn into the bedroom, shut the door behind me, and twist the lock.
Jensens propped against a stack of pillows, shirtless, a sexy grin resting on his lips. “I knew I could lure you in here.”
I walk over to the bed and bend down, kissing him gently before pulling back. His hand wraps around my ass.
“Where’s your ibuprofen?” I ask as he pulls me in for another kiss. “I’ve got a bit of a headache.”
“Ah, that sucks. I’ll get it for you.” He starts to move, but I press a hand to his chest.
“You don’t have to get up. I can get it.”
He swings his legs over the bed anyway. “Yeah, but it’s buried in my backpack somewhere. I’ll find it.”
Standing, he walks to the other side of the room and begins siftingthrough his backpack. He glances at me with a smirk. “Take your clothes off. I want you in your underwear when I get back over there.”
“Yes, sir.” I say, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it aside, my eyes never leaving him.
He cocks a brow, then twists the lid off the bottle and dumps a few pills into his hand—some brown, others white.
“What else you got in there?” I ask.
“Tylenol and my muscle relaxer.” His eyes flick to mine. “I just keep it all in one bottle so I don’t have to carry three around.”
“Makes sense.” I peel off my leggings as he screws the lid back on, his gaze locking on me.
“Get on the bed,” he commands. “And put your sleeping mask on.”
My bottom lip rolls between my teeth. I love when Jensen goes all Dom on me. It’s not something I ever expected to like, but I do. I love it. Crawling across the bed, I grab my sleeping mask and slide it over my eyes, anticipation coursing through me.
Seconds later, my legs are yanked from beneath me, and I’m dragged to the edge of the bed. He sits me up, his lips ghosting over mine.
“Open your mouth.”
