Page 11 of Moving to Love
In one swift move, Jeremiah grabbed her and pulled her tight to him. His breathing was ragged, and his heart was beating wildly. Seeing her this way broke his heart. He held her tight, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head every so often. Oh, he loved the scent of her, her hair, her cologne, the lotion she used on her skin.
“When I was younger, casual sex was all I wanted. No ties, no entanglements. But you’ve been on my mind so much—I haven’t been with anyone in months. I’ve been waiting for you. It isn’t casual for me, either. I need you; I want you as well, but…God, Joci…”
Joci looked up at him. She wanted to see into his soul like he always seemed to do to her, to see if he was telling her the truth. They stared at each other for a long time, gauging each other, neither one knowing what to do now. Joci wanted to be with him so badly. Had she been stupid to wait this long? She had no idea he had been waiting for her. Stunned wouldn’t even come close to what Joci was feeling about this revelation.
Jeremiah leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. He licked her lips, and when she didn’t open her mouth to allow him access, he nipped her mouth gently.
“Open up for me, Joci. Let me in.”
She opened with an escaping sigh. Jeremiah caught that sigh in his mouth and groaned. He turned his head to fit his lips perfectly over hers, pulling her body tightly to his. His tongue dipped into her and slowly swirled around. A little mewling sound escaped Joci’s throat, and he nearly came from the sound of it.
Slowly, Joci slid her arms up Jeremiah’s chest to his shoulders as she slipped her arms around his neck. Her hand automatically found its way under his hair at the nape and grabbed a handful of it. She had wanted to touch his hair, to tug on it, feel it run through her fingers.
It was soft and felt so good in her hand. She fisted it, and it tightened against his scalp. He groaned and thrust into her. She felt his growing length push against her body and shivered.
Joci dug her other hand into his hair and held on. His hands were suddenly everywhere on her. One hand was on her breast, massaging it. He pinched her nipple through her bra. At first, it hurt and she moaned, but instantly it turned to pleasure and shot right down to her lower belly and pooled around, landing in her core.
God, she needed relief—badly. She abruptly pulled her mouth away from Jeremiah’s, and he instantly loathed the loss of her sweet lips against his.
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He looked at her, her eyes half-lidded and sexy as hell. She was ready for him. This was the moment, the one he had thought of all day. The time when he needed to get her out of here with him. He needed to be gentle, but firm, without scaring her.
“Okay… Joci…gotta get control, or I’ll end up taking you right here with our kids just outside that door…” His smile stretched across his face. “I’ll make sure to file that away for later.”
He needed to do this right. Nothing was more important than getting this moment right.
“You’re shaking, Joci. I don’t want you driving like this. I’m going to have the boys bring your bike into the garage and keep it here tonight. You can ride home with me.”
He had wanted to pick her up tonight and bring her with him, but when Gunnar asked her to ride with him and have dinner, Jeremiah didn’t want to stand in the way.
Joci opened her mouth to protest, but he shook his head no. “Don’t say anything. I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks. You’re mine tonight; do you understand? From this point on… You. Are. Mine.”
Chapter 7
Joci wanted to call Gunnar and tell him they were leaving. Jeremiah was on his phone talking to one of his guys about her bike. Having him tell her they were going to be together tonight was a major turn-on. She hoped like hell she didn’t end up with her heart broken again. That would be a loss she didn’t think she would be able to recover from.
Joci took a deep breath as she pulled her phone out of her purse. She swiped her finger across Gunnar’s picture and tapped the dial icon.
“Hey, Mom, what’s up?”
“Gunnar, I’m going home with Jeremiah. I didn’t want you to worry. He’s having the guys bring my bike into the garage for the night,” she said with a quiver in her voice.
“Okay, thanks for letting me know. I’m glad you’re giving him a chance.”
What do you say to that? “I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Mom. He really is a great guy.”
She smiled, “Yes, you’ve said that…many times. Oh, please tell Sandi and Jackie so they don’t worry, okay?”
Joci looked up to see Jeremiah watching her, and her breath caught.
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