Tell Me You Want Me

by Amelia James

  "Janie." Austin leaned down and kissed her. He pushed her knees apart, spreading her legs wider. He slid his arm under her, lifting her hips as he pressed down, thrusting and grinding, harder each time. He held her against him, using his entire body to stroke her.

  He understands. "Oh yes. More! Yes!"

  That thing she needed—just beyond her reach. Close, so close she could almost touch it. It grabbed hold of her and shook her to the core. Heat burned through her body and chills shot down her spine.

  She wrapped her body around him and held on tight. "Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God."

  ***

  Austin felt her release and then he did too, pounding into her, hoping he didn't hurt her. "Oh, Janie, I need you."

  He didn't know what he said or why, only that being with her felt better than with any other girl. He liked it—no—he loved it. What did that mean? Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, his brain shut off before he could think about that. His body took over, draining all of his strength and leaving him exhausted and satisfied in her arms.

  Chapter 12

  A feathery sigh tickled Jane's nipple, slow and steady. She opened her eyes and found Austin resting on her chest, breathing on her bare skin. She smiled and ran her fingers through his wild hair.

  He smiled at her. "I was right."

  "About what?"

  "You were definitely worth waiting for."

  She didn't wonder how many other girls he'd said that to. Rumor had it Austin never waited for anyone. "Thank you. That means a lot to me."

  She wanted to stay, but she didn't know how to ask. Maybe if she tried to leave....

  ***

  He rolled off her and pulled a blanket over them, cuddling close and kissing her. His brain still wasn't working right. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him but meaningful words escaped him. "Me too." That would have to do for now.

  They lay like that for a long time, kissing, touching, holding. He didn't know how to ask her to stay. He'd never asked anyone to stay, not even Natalie. Just ask her, dumbass.

  "Where are my cloth—"

  "Will you stay with me tonight?"

  "What?"

  "Leave them on the floor. They look better there anyway." Austin's dirty mind flickered to life. "I'm not finished with you yet."

  "Oh really?"

  "That was just the tip of the iceberg, just an initiation. You have a lot to learn, my sweet Janie."

  "Is that right?"

  Okay, brain, cooperate. "That's not what I meant. I still have a lot to teach you... um...."

  Jane laughed and climbed on top of him. "Then I am your willing student. Show me everything you know." She leaned over and licked his nipple.

  He sucked in his breath. "You seem to know a lot already." He grabbed a fistful of her hair at the back of her neck and pulled her down on his chest. "But I still have a few tricks up my sleeve."

  He pulled her hair again, this time to expose her throat to his mouth. That one simple hold had her completely in his control... and at his mercy.

  "Teach me."

  Austin nibbled her neck. "That's lesson number one: a little restraint is a lot of fun." He bit her neck and held it, her pulse throbbing under his tongue.

  "Lesson number two." He let go of her hair and shifted her so she sat upright, giving him a great view of her naked body. "All you have to do to get a guy's attention is show up naked and bring beer." Her pretty round breasts bounced when she laughed. "The beer is optional." Especially when naked looks as good as you do.

  "So what you're saying is: men are easy."

  "Uh-huh."

  She twisted her hips, making his eyes roll back in his head. "What's my next lesson?"

  Lesson? What lesson? Oh yeah. He flipped her on her back and fell between her spread legs. "Lesson number... whatever: a hard man is good to find." He rubbed his hard cock against her wet flesh.

  "Mmm... you already taught me that."

  "It's worth showing you again." He pushed her thighs apart and leaned in close, stroking his hard shaft against her. She moaned and arched, begging for more, but he held back. He slid inside her, giving her just the tip, waited there a moment, savoring her hot wet flesh, then pulled out.

  "Please do."

  He slid inside her, just enough to wet her for more. This time he watched her eyes roll back. "Lesson number... oh screw the numbers. Anticipation is a good thing." He pulled out.

  She reached for him. "If you say so."

  "You taught me that." He slipped back in, groaning as she pleaded for more.

  "Did I now?"

  Out. "Yes you did, you little tease." He slid in again, just barely—waiting, enjoying—and then he slid out.

  "You're so cruel."

  "You like it." He pressed forward just a bit, twisting his hips while she moaned.

  She didn't deny it. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to pull him all the way in, but he resisted.

  "I hope this is torturing you as much as it's torturing me." He laughed when she grunted.

  He would give her what she wanted—and more—but he wanted to make her crazy for him first.

  She twisted beneath him, making his blood boil. Who am I kidding?

  He was crazy for her.

  ***

  "Why are you smiling like that?" Jane studied his face. His usual naughtier-than-sin-itself smile looked different. Even his eyes looked strange—bright, shining... happy.

  "Because I like you. I like your sweet lips." He leaned down and kissed her. "I like your sexy neck." He nipped it. "Mmm... I like your fat nipples." He sucked each one. "I like this cute freckle here." He kissed it. "I like your soft, soft skin." He planted kisses between her breasts all the way down her stomach to— "I like this yummy spot right here." He kissed the nub between her legs, already throbbing for him.

  "I like that spot, too," she moaned.

  "And I absolutely love being right here." He sank deep inside her and softly, slowly touched his lips to hers. She melted against him and he held her close, kissing her more deeply.

  Love? She should've known she'd hear that word from him during sex, but she'd take what she could get. Jane sighed and wrapped her legs around him, holding him tight, prepared to keep him there all night, if she could.

  "But first...." He abruptly pulled out, sitting back on his knees.

  Jane sat up with him, protesting.

  "But first...." He laughed. "I have plans for you."

  "Ooo." Her protests went right out the window. "I'm all yours." When that happy smile returned to his face, she knew she'd meant that with her body and her heart.

  "I want more of this." He slipped his hand between her legs, his fingers teasing her, making her hot and wet again.

  "Have all you want." Jane closed her eyes and leaned back on her hands, offering him her body.

  His fingers worked magic inside her, touching and rubbing. He had the amazing ability to give her exactly what she wanted and to make her want more. Could she do that to him?

  She opened her eyes and leaned forward to kiss him, keeping his hand firmly tucked between her thighs. "Show me what you like."

  "Mmm... as you wish." He sat down with his legs on either side of her, draping her thighs over his. Still stroking her, he took her hand and held it against his cock, showing her how to touch him. He let go of her hand and let her explore on her own.

  Her fingers circled him with a feather-light touch.

  "You don't have to be so gentle." Her grip tightened and he moaned. "Oh yeah. That's the way to do it."

  She ran a firm hand over his shaft, listening to him catch his breath when she touched the soft warm head. It swelled in her palm, hot and hard. She looked down and saw his fingers sliding in and out of her, her fingers sliding up and down the length of him. Watching their mutual stroking made her insides flutter. What would it be like to taste him?

  She put her free hand on his chest and pushed him back on the bed, kissing his lips, his
neck, his chest. When she kissed his stomach, he moaned and she looked up at him.

  He flung one arm over his eyes and a hopeful smile curved his lips. He stretched beneath her, unable to stroke her body anymore, but she didn't mind. His hand fisted in her hair, gently guiding her kisses down his body.

  He held his breath as her kisses moved lower and lower. "Damn, Janie, that feels so good."

  She smiled on his skin. She must be doing something right, because his muscles quivered under her lips as she licked them.

  "Tease," he grunted.

  Or did he say please? Either way, Jane knew what to do next.

  She moved into a comfortable position over him and lowered her head, taking him into her mouth. The last time she gave without much success. The other guy demanded it from her, so she didn't enjoy it at all. But she wanted to do this for Austin, and he let her feel her way around him, sucking and licking, a little hesitant and awkward at first, but he responded as if he liked it.

  She liked it too—making him squirm and groan. She liked the hot velvety feel of him under her tongue.

  His hands pushed down on the back of her head, not demanding but guiding.

  She opened her mouth and took him deeper, looking up at him as she did. He almost seemed to be in pain, moaning and twisting, but then she remembered reacting that way when he'd done it to her, so she didn't stop. She hoped it felt that good for him too.

  ***

  Austin moaned while she had her way with him. He wrapped his hands in her hair, holding her head, hoping she wouldn't change her mind. He wouldn't complain if she did; didn't want to push her into anything she wasn't sure about.

  Her soft hair brushed his thighs, almost tickling him, but what she did with her mouth felt so good, nothing could distract him. He got hotter, and harder—if possible—and her body turned hot and wet where she sat on him. Her hot mouth held him with a tight grip. Oh, he really hoped she wouldn't stop. Give her some encouragement.

  "Don't stop," he groaned.

  If she didn't stop, he would explode. If she did stop, he would die. Some choice. He was finished no matter what she did to him. He couldn't let it end so soon.

  "Come here." He tugged at her hair and pulled her up.

  "Did I do something wrong?"

  Lost in her naked beauty, he forgot to answer her question.

  "Austin?"

  "Oh, Janie, you did everything right." He moved beneath her so she had to straddle his hips. "As good as that felt, I'd much rather have you like this." He lifted her up and brought her down around his hard cock.

  "Mmm... can't argue with that."

  She looked so pretty—hair spilling over her shoulders and just brushing her breasts, legs spread wide over him with his cock squeezed tight inside her. He wanted to burn that image in his brain forever.

  ***

  He pulled her down and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her, his hands in her hair. Her tongue played with his, teasing and chasing, pulling away and following.

  Jane sat still on top of him, and he didn't move either. Kissing him like that felt nice, but there had to be more to it. She broke their kiss and sat up. "Now what?"

  "Hm?"

  "What do we do now?" She had him where she wanted him, but wasn't exactly sure what to do with him.

  "Do whatever you want, Janie. You're in charge." He laced his fingers behind his head and got comfortable.

  Oh boy. She'd never been in that position before—literally—and caught herself biting her lip. No. No need to be nervous.

  "Janie." He pushed his hands under her bottom and lifted her. "Ride me." He slid up into her then pulled her down with him. "Hard."

  The man could do wicked things to her with just a few simple words. She copied his movements.

  "That's it. You're in control."

  If she wanted it faster, she would have to ride him faster. If she wanted it harder, she would have to take him harder. She moved slowly but deliberately, grinding down on him until he groaned. She picked up the pace, watching him gasp, then she slowed down again, making him writhe beneath her. A slow burn started between her legs, spreading though her body.

  She suddenly realized she controlled the power to pleasure them both, and that knowledge pleased her most of all.

  "Having fun?" Austin groaned.

  "Yes."

  "Huh?"

  "Oh hell yes!" She slid up, squeezing him tight inside her, then thrust down on him, taking her breath away. Oh that's fun. She slammed against him, driving him in deep. Wow that felt good. Let's do that again. And again and again.

  Austin snarled and grabbed her hair, pulling her down for a hard kiss but leaving her hips under her control. He wrapped his arms around her waist to steady her, and she sat up. His eyes glazed over and he seemed to be just barely hanging on to reality.

  She couldn't let him dangle like that. She had the power to push him over the edge along with her. Knowing that made her bold. "Do you like the way I ride you?"

  He nodded, unable to speak.

  Just one more push. "Do you like the way I fuck you?"

  He growled and thrust up into her, knocking her onto his chest. He kissed her hard, holding her still while he pounded her, punishing her for making him lose his mind.

  Her body spiraled out of control and her mind went right along with it. Pleasure took over, becoming her driving force. Everything else blended into a blissful blur.

  He gently rolled Jane on her back, still holding her. "Did I hurt you?"

  "No, but I think I'm going to be sore in the morning."

  "Yeah, me too."

  "Oh really?" She snuggled up close to him. "Our star quarterback got beat up by a girl?"

  He kissed her. "Hey, you play dirty."

  "You liked it."

  "Damn right I did." He pulled the blankets over them. "I don't think I can move, so it looks like you're stuck here for the night."

  "I'm not complaining." But she lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "Just promise me you'll take me home before my first class so I can change clothes. I can deal with some gossip, but I'm not ready for that rumor yet."

  "I promise."

  She kissed his cheek and laid her head on his shoulder. One warning thought slipped through her mind before she went to sleep: Don't fall in love with him. Tomorrow he'll say goodbye.

  ***

  Jane stood in the shower and let the hot water soak into her aching muscles, wishing it would soak into her aching heart too.

  Austin had brought her home in plenty of time to shower and change. He'd kissed her goodnight—or good morning—over and over, holding her close like he always did. But he didn't say goodnight—or good morning. He'd said goodbye. He hadn't called her Janie; he'd called her sweetheart. Any other girl would've been thrilled, but Jane knew he used nicknames when he couldn't remember real names. He hadn't said he'd see her tomorrow—or today. He'd just left her at the door and driven away, his goodbye kiss still fresh on her lips.

  She pressed her forehead on the cold tile. It was always supposed to end like this. She'd expected it. So why did it feel like her heart was bleeding down the shower drain?

  Enough already. She turned off the water and grabbed her towel. She'd said she would enjoy it while it lasted. A hot shiver ran down her spine and she sat down on the tub. Wow, had she ever enjoyed it. But now....

  Austin had said goodbye. Time for her to get over him and move on. She wouldn't look for him today, and would never see him again. Not. Gonna. Cry.

  The face staring back from the mirror wiped tears from her eyes.

  Okay, maybe I'll cry just a little.

  ***

  Holy hell, she could've killed me last night, but what a way to go! I can take it—oh God—maybe.

  Austin shuddered as a picture of his Janie naked and riding him took over his mind. That woman made him want to do unnatural things, and not just dirty stuff. He wanted to hold her close and kiss her sweetly. Weird.

  He'd held her al
l night, too tired to listen to his brain so he'd listened to his heart instead. He liked what it told him, and woke up with a happy smile on his face.

  He poured a second cup of coffee as his roommate stumbled into the kitchen. "What's wrong with you?"

  "Too much coffee." Jack yawned and rubbed his eyes. "Not enough sleep."

  "You need to get laid, man." Always in a good mood after he got some, Austin wanted to bust out singing.

  "Ya think?" Jack grumbled.

  "Good sex—no—great sex cures everything."

  Jack grunted and collapsed into a chair as Austin bounced into him again. "You're humming again."

  "Again?" What the hell is he talking about?

  "You always hum when you're happy."

  "Not."

  "I'm just glad you're not singing yet." Jack shuddered.

  "I do not sing."

  Jack leaned back in his chair, a smug smile twisting his lips. "You've fallen for her."

  "What?" Austin slammed the fridge shut and spun around.

  "Head over heels, off the deep end... hopeless. You've lost it, man."

  "No way. I can't fall for her."

  "Why not?"

  "You know my history. You know what my parents put me through, how bad Natalie hurt me. You don't need to ask why."

  "I'm not asking why. I want you to ask why."

  "What the hell does that mean?"

  "Why... can't... you... fall... for... her?" Jack emphasized each word as if trying to explain rocket science to a preschooler.

  "Because I..." Austin started, mocking Jack's patronizing tone, but his words trailed off when all his old reasons didn't make sense anymore.

  "My point exactly."

  Austin shook his head. "It wasn't supposed to be like this. I didn't plan on...."

  "You can't plan love."

  Austin's stiffened. "This is not love. I am not in love with Janie, all right? I like her. I like being with her, but that's it."

  "That's it?"

  "That's what I said." He didn't believe it either.

  "Good luck with that."

  "Oh shit! What am I gonna do?"

  "Hope. Less." Jack laughed as Austin landed in the chair across from him. "First, take it down a notch or four. It's embarrassing to watch."