Page 35 of Moving to Love
They kept on walking, and LuAnn yelled out, “Enjoy it while you can, Joci.”
Joci’s steps halted briefly, but he kept pulling her along. As soon as they got to the building, Jeremiah unlocked the service door, and they quickly slipped inside. He turned to her and looked her straight in the eyes. “You will enjoy it; I promise you that.”
He strode quickly to the truck, Joci at his side, and opened the door for her to slide inside. He slid in right behind her and quickly turned the key in the ignition.
Joci smirked at him. “You seem to be in a hurry, big guy.”
He looked at her out of the corner of his eye and hit the garage door button. “When my woman is wet and ready, I’m not wasting any time. Besides, I’ve been hard as a rock all evening thinking about you naked.”
She leaned back and looked at him. “Sheesh, it’s scary how much we think alike.”
After pulling into his garage, he turned the ignition off and twisted slightly in his seat. “Go inside and undress. Take a bubble bath and relax. But in half an hour, I want you kneeling in the middle of the bed and waiting for me.”
She looked at him, her brows raised high into the bandana she still wore. He smirked, “Ahh, you like that?” He smoothed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “You are my woman in so many ways.”
He hopped out of the truck and reached in to help her out.
As soon as she was on the ground, he swatted her on the ass. “Thirty minutes, Joci. Don’t keep me waiting.”
Joci walked quickly to the bedroom, pulling her shirt out of her jeans as she walked. She couldn’t help but smile as she turned the water on in the tub. She looked around and found bath soap on the counter and squeezed some into the bath. She finished undressing while the tub filled.
As she slid into the warm, soothing, floral-scented water, the day floated over her. All in all, it had been a great day. She could have done without LuAnn. But he certainly didn’t seem interested in her either, and yet, he seemed to have a connection to her. In some ways, it was a bit sad that LuAnn seemed so starved for attention. She was pretty. She’d be a knockout if she didn’t trash herself up so much. There was a story there, she’d bet.
She finished her bath, dried off, and climbed into the middle of the bed with a smile on her face. This was so damned exciting. She read about foreplay like this, but hadn’t experienced it. The butterflies swarming in her stomach couldn’t be eased by placing her hands on it and gently pressing in.
She heard Jeremiah walking down the hall toward her, and her breathing sped up. She bit her bottom lip and squirmed.
The handle turned on the door, and her breath hitched. “Joci, you’re so fucking beautiful. You take my breath away.” He stood in the doorway—filled it, actually. His large arms were a sight to behold. The tattoos and the muscles wrapped around and created a myriad of places for her eyes to inspect. His shirt was still tucked into his jeans, but the zipper and button were undone as if he had opened them while walking down the hall toward the bedroom.
She licked her lips. “Actually, I was just thinking the same thing about you,” her voice quivered.
He smirked. “Your voice is shaky. Are you excited, Joci?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
Joci licked her lips again. “I’m excited, Jeremiah.” Her voice was breathy, but she couldn’t help it. He was a force. Tall and broad. Commanding. The way he looked at her took her breath away. Intense but…loving?
Jeremiah took a couple of steps closer and leaned across the bed until he was nose to nose with her.
“What are you excited for, Joci?” His smile grew. “I want to know what you want.”
She took a deep breath, and she squeaked. “I’m excited for you to touch me, to make me come, to slide inside of me.”
Jeremiah hissed out a breath. “Yes, I’m going to do exactly that and more.”
He stood and pulled his shirt out of his jeans. His eyes never left hers. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He pushed his jeans down his hips to fall on the floor. Her eyes focused on his rigid cock, and she squirmed again.
“Look at you, Joci. Your nipples just beaded up looking at my cock. I think you’re turned on. Are you?”
She sucked in a breath, and he smirked at her.
“Yes,” she said, her voice barely audible.
“Turn around and come closer to the edge of the bed. Put your hands behind your back.” His voice was soft, but it was issued as a command.
Joci turned around and scooted herself to the edge of the bed. She put her hands behind her back and held her breath. Jeremiah reached around and rolled her nipples between his thumbs and fingers. She groaned, and he pulled her against his hardness. Almost instantly, her hands cupped around his balls, and Jeremiah sucked in a breath.
