Reverb (Trojan Book 2)
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Cool air hits my nipple, and he draws my tight bud into the heat of his mouth. A quiver rushes through me as I gasp for breath and my core clenches.
“You like that, Eva?” His swollen lips glisten, and his hooded eyes are molten as he pulls away.
I’m writhing in my seat, my sex a throbbing pulse, and I ache, needing him. He flashes me his lopsided grin and hauls me into his lap. I yelp, hiking up my dress to straddle him and clinging to his broad shoulders.
“Fuuckkk, Eva.” One of his hands weave through my hair and the other grips my hip, rocking me back and forth over his growing erection.
“Jared.” My chest rubs against his, and I lean in to nip at his earlobe.
The sound of someone entering the room causes him to wrap his arms around me.
“Oh, Mr. Grange. I’m s-s-sorry,” stutters Olga, the chef. “I was checking to see if you were done with breakfast or needed anything else.”
He nuzzles my neck, groaning before peering over my shoulder through my hair at her. “It’s all right. We’re good. Thank you.”
The sound of shuffling leads me to believe she is leaving, but I stay put, against Jared, whispering in his ear. “Is she gone?”
“It’s cool, she’s gone.” He stands, still holding me to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck. “I say we take this upstairs and I promise to feed you after.”
“Yes.” My lips press into the spicy flesh of his neck, and his abs tighten, creating more friction for my core. “Hurry, I want you inside me now.”
Carrying me, he strides through the house to our bedroom where he sits on the bed with me straddling him once more. Broad, muscled, and all mine.
“I’m fucking grateful for this second chance. I’d be a fool to think otherwise.” His fingers brush back my hair and then trail a path down to my collar bone. The naked look in his eyes is intense and filled with love. “I was angry as fuck for what we lost, and I kinda still am. As irrational as it may sound, I want our time back.”
“Jared.” My fingertips sweep over the edges of his lower lip, and his tongue darts out to lick them.
“Hey, listen.” His fingers dig into my hips. “What you said about leaving the past behind us where it belongs—I’m going to do that. I’m working on it because I’ve got all I’ll ever need right here.”
Firmly holding me, his hot lips cover mine and I gasp, clutching his shoulders and whimpering into his mouth. His tongue tangles with mine, and every stroke is spine-tingling, awakening my body.
“I’m going to spend every second of my life making up for what we lost. I love you, Eva. You’re my future.”
“And you’re mine too. I love you.”
Dipping his gaze, his fingers trace a nipple through the thin fabric, and my skin tightens just as his body does when I touch him. He groans, sliding the dress off me.
When his mouth wraps around my nipple, I arch and release a needy whimper, reaching my hand into the waistband of his pants.
I wrap my fingers around him and rub up and down his hot, lengthening shaft. He groans, increasing the sucking at my breast and then slowly kissing up to my neck.
He nibbles at the hollow at the base of my throat and then stiffens, sucking, open mouthed on my flesh, as if trying not to completely lose it. My fingers increase their tempo on his pulsing erection.
“That feels so fucking good,” he murmurs into my flesh, his teeth digging gently into my neck while his hands grab my breasts.
I push down his pants to about mid-thigh, lifting my body off him to do so, and then I quickly discard my underwear. We’re completely naked, and Jared’s dark, hooded eyes are on fire. He wants me as much as I do him.
Mouth smashing onto mine, large hand firmly gripping the back of my neck, his kiss is feral, demanding. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, stroking mine, and I sense he’s on the brink of losing all control.
“Eva, I need you now.”
Hand between my thighs, he inches them apart, opening me to him. His thumb finds my bundle of nerves, circling while pushing a finger inside my throbbing pussy.
A whimper explodes from my throat, and I arch my back, one hand now behind me, resting on the top of his solid thigh, and the other clinging to his shoulder. It doesn’t take long. My orgasm ambushes me, ripping through me at lightning speed. I spasm around his finger, gasping and muscles tensing, sex quivering.
Jared coaxes every ounce of pleasure out of me. “Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”
With a quick kiss, he removes his hand and positions his erection at my opening, teasing his tip inside me.
“Fuck,” he releases through gritted teeth, looking almost pained. “Condom.”
“It’s okay, I’m on the pill.”
“I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone in nearly a year.”
“What?” I still, eyes widening.
He chuckles, teasing his crown through my slick folds as if to get me to focus, and I moan. “Eva, baby, when I told you I’m clean, I meant it in every sense of the word.”
My control snaps, my love and desire for this man ballooning inside of me, and I grasp his cock in my hand, pushing onto my knees and sliding down his shaft inch by glorious inch.
He fills me, stretches me, and a guttural moan rips from Jared’s open mouth as he clutches my hips with both hands.
“Fuck, Eva. You were made for me. So perfect.”
Driving himself into me, his hips thrust upward, and my breasts bounce with every swivel of my hips as I chase another orgasm.
“Touch me.” The words are panting gasps.
His hand slides between my legs, and an electrifying pull swells, firing through my body where his fingers touch my clit. He teases, strokes, first fast and then slow where I desperately need the friction, anything to ease the throbbing in my core.
“Jared,” I moan quietly, tingles to all my nerve endings starting to build once more.
“Eva, so sexy,” he hisses.
Shockwaves sweep through my body as I come, so long and so hard, feeling as though I may burst out of my skin.
His eyes burn into mine, not missing a beat, still stroking into me, his cock hard and hot inside me.
“We’re just getting started, baby.” His fingers flick my clit and waves shoot through my body.
“Oh, my God.” I buck, unable to stop even though I am oversensitive, ready to detonate at the slight touch.
As if sensing it won’t take much to push me over the edge again, Jared’s thumb presses on my clit in a circular motion while he thrusts and spills into me.
“Oh, fuck!” he shouts at the same time my own climax rushes over me.
I collapse into his hard, slick chest, and he peppers my fevered flesh with kisses and whispered words of love.
Epilogue
Anything for you
Six months later
JARED
“Do I have you forever?” My low rumble causes her to shiver.
“Always.”
Eyes closed, she smiles, wiggling her ass into my groin, and I groan, nipping at her neck. She’s tucked in my arms on a blanket, and I’m wrapped around her small body. Spooning.
The roar of the surf is background music to our afternoon slumber. Quickly becoming a habit.
We sold my house, or as Eva likes to call it, the monstrosity, and bought a beach house in Malibu.
She loved how Silas and Pansy are only steps from the ocean and wanted the same. The house came with a private beach—even better.
Rolling onto her back, she squints and lifts her hand to her forehead, shielding her eyes from the glare. “Why do you ask?”
“Our story wasn’t easy, not a fairy tale.” I croon, stopping to kiss her forehead. “A love like ours thrives even when it shouldn’t. Even when darkness and drought plot its demise. Worth every tear, every opposition, every demon.”
She pushes, sitting up and crossing her legs, and I go with her. “No matter the battle. I’ll slay all the dragons. Fight all the wars. Anything fo
r you.”
“You finished it.” The awe in her tone is hard to miss.
Nodding, I kiss her once more. “Yeah, it just came to me.”
I’ve been working on my current album and “All the Wars” is my final song for my career as a singer. My first solo album launched with much success a couple of months ago, and a few songs are rocketing the charts, but my future isn’t on stage.
That life is no longer for me. I’m thinking about working with other artists and helping them write songs and launch their careers.
Music will always be my love. How could it not? Eva is my favorite song.
“Sing it to me. All of it.” She’s glowing now, cupping my face.
“I don’t know.” I squint, glancing out at the ocean. “I might need to make you work for it.”
“Work for it?” She quirks a brow and purses her lips, now more alert.
“Yeah.”
“And what did you have in mind?”
“I don’t know. Like maybe you spoil me for the rest of the day.”
It’s an ongoing joke between us. Since downsizing, she insisted on no house staff. I protested, but truth be told, we don’t need the help. Our home is much smaller than what I lived in, and I only ever had staff because I didn’t want to live alone.
So we do almost everything, cooking and cleaning, and I mock grumble about it, always trying to get her to do things.
“I’ve got a better idea.” She springs to her feet, lifting her arms over her head.
My throat instantly dries at the sight of her long hair falling down her back as her pert tits rise and fall with her slow, steady breathing.
Fingers twitch to touch the sliver of bronze skin peeking out from where the hem of her T-shirt has ridden up. Her long, slender legs flex and tighten, and she stretches one side of her body and then the other. Fucking fantastic.
“Do you want to hear my idea?” She straightens, cocking her hip and jutting out her chest. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me, and her naughty laugh and wicked grin say it all.
“Eva, don’t start something you have no intention of finishing.”
“Who said I had no intentions?” She turns, sprinting from the blanket down the beach, and peers over her shoulder to yell, “Catch me and I’ll do whatever you ask.”
“Why you—” I jump to my feet, taking off after her, laughing.
She’s fucking beautiful. Long waves of dark hair flying behind her, and visions of a younger Eva flash through my mind. The first time I ever laid eyes on her, running down the street on that hot summer day. She was something then and still is now.
Her ass, tight and luscious, bounces as she runs, and I’m yanked back to the here and now. It’s as if her body, every move or smell or touch, is directly tied to my dick. I harden and swell and I can’t think straight. Never can around this woman.
“Jesus, Eva,” I grit out, picking up my pace.
I will catch her. I always do. And I will keep her close forever.
Note to Readers
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Jared and Eva’s story doesn’t have to end here. Check out these deleted scenes from their high school days!
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Want more from the boys after Trojan?
Both Gray and Eli’s books are coming in 2021. If you haven’t already, start reading Silas and Pansy’s wild and quirky story about finding yourself and stumbling upon love in Clutch!
Other books by S.M. West
Standalones
Made to Love
Prophet
Real Liars
Trojan Series
All can be read as stand alones
Clutch
Reverb
New York Knights Series
Reckless Night
Fallen Night
Captive Night
Relentless Night
Broken Night
The Love Lock Duet
Love Block
Love Lock
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S.M. West writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and whatever her heart desires. She's a self-professed junkie of wine, chocolate and travel and can always be found planning her next adventure!
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