So he did.
Using the fingers of one hand to open her and his other hand to tilt her hips up, he set about using his mouth to make her come.
Flicking the tip of his tongue at her clit, he heard her hitch in a breath as her fingers tightened in his hair. His next touch lingered longer, his tongue flattening to swipe up, lengthening the contact. He played with her for several long minutes, finding what made her moan and twist. Her breath ragged and loud, she gave herself over to him, making him want even more.
Stiffening his tongue, he fucked her with it, licking inside her with increasing intensity. Lust boiled in his blood, making him want to push her harder, higher. He wanted her to come, needed her to break apart so he could rev her up again when he got his cock inside her.
Every move of her body told him she was closer to the edge.
With his tongue inside her, he licked as high as he could, putting his thumb on her clit and rubbing it until finally, her legs tightened around his shoulders and her body went taut for several seconds before melting back into the mattress.
While she tried to catch his breath, he crawled back up over her, staring down at her face, still caught up in her orgasm.
He watched her for at least fifteen seconds until finally she opened her eyes.
“Condoms in the drawer.”
He grinned and waited a second before reaching for the bedside table’s drawer and yanking it open. The box was still sealed, which made him want to pound his chest like a Neanderthal. Wisely, he kept his mouth shut as he tore open the box and grabbed a packet.
Then he sat back and held it up in front of her.
“You want to do honors?”
Honestly, he just wanted her hands on his cock, any way he could get them there.
Looking from the condom in his hand to his cock then back to his eyes, she smiled, making his cock even harder.
Without a word, she took the packet out of his hands, ripped it open then carefully rolled the condom down his shaft with teasingly gentle fingers.
Gritting his teeth against the urge to wrap her fingers around his cock and have her jerk him off, he leaned down again, his fists into the mattress and his mouth close to her ear.
“Guide me in.”
Without hesitation, she closed her hand around him and tugged him forward. He was lucky he didn’t come right there.
Stretching out above her, he angled his hips so she could maneuver the tip of his cock to just between her pussy lips. When she withdrew her hand and put it on his shoulder, he held steady for a second, his gaze latching on to hers.
Then he started to push slowly inside.
He gritted his teeth against the urge to close his eyes at how amazing she felt around him, hot and tight. She made him want to thrust hard, to bury himself inside her and block out everything else.
But he knew if he did, he would lose control too fast. And he wanted to hold on as long as possible. Wanted to enjoy being inside her for as long as he possibly could this first time.
Maybe by the third or fourth time, he’d be willing to fuck her hard and fast.
Not now.
He bottomed out a second later, felt her suck in a breath as he pressed hard to get every last centimeter inside. Her eyes closed with a flutter of lashes as he started to retreat, her legs coming up to wrap around his hips, her feet on his ass, pressing him forward.
Leaning forward, he kissed her temple, her cheek, her lips, pulling out until just the tip of his cock remained inside her.
He slid back inside as slowly as he could, the tight grip of her pussy making every nerve ending in his body sizzle with reaction. Tight and hot, she surrounded him, making his cock swell.
Sweat popped out on his forehead from the control he was expending and the feel of her fingernails digging into his back. Her heels dug into his ass, urging him to go faster, harder.
Turning her head into his body, she opened her mouth on his neck and sucked on his skin, causing his hips to buck forward, lodging his cock inside her. They both groaned as his cock hit high inside her and the base ground against her clit.
Releasing her teeth from his skin, she rubbed her cheek against his jaw until he turned his head and settled his mouth over hers. Their lips tangled in a frantic rush as he began to ride her, long, slow, deep thrusts that left them breathless.
And then he remembered her earlier statement, what she’d wanted to do to him.
Pulling out was pure hell but he did it, even when she ran her hands down his back and tried to force him back inside.
“Jake.”
“I only want to give you what you asked for.”
“And I just want you to fuck me.”
“But that is not what you said earlier.”
She made a little sound in her throat that sounded like a growl and made his skin tighten with desire.
“Screw that. I’m telling you now. Fuck me.”
“But what if I want you to fuck me?”
He heard her breath catch in her throat and he knew she was remembering what she’d told him earlier. About being on top.
“Come, Faith. Ride me.”
He drew back to look down at her, and when she looked up at him with wide eyes and nodded, he wasted no time rolling to her side so she could climb on top of him.
It took her a couple of seconds to move but soon enough she had her knees situated on either side of his hips and had grabbed his cock to align it with her lowering body. She sank down onto him at a glacial pace and he had to remind himself that he’d given her the control willingly.
Her hands pressed against his abs, she took him in, watching him through narrowed eyes, her lips parted as she drew in air. Her expression made his heart kick into overdrive, her desire for him plain to see, even in the dim light.
Damn it, next time he wanted all the lights lit so he could see her more clearly. He wanted to watch her breasts sway and her body move above him. Wanted to watch her take him, not just feel it.
With a sigh, she sank down and engulfed him completely, her hands sliding up and down his body until coming to a stop at his nipples. When she tweaked them, he bucked his hips against hers, driving himself even deeper.
“Move, Faith. I need more.”
“I thought I got to be in charge now.”
“You are on top. That does not mean you get to torment me.”
“Why not? That’s what you were doing to me. Turnabout’s fair play.”
“There is no more play. If you do not move, I will be forced to take matters into my own hands.”
He lifted his hands to put them on her hips, but she caught them, entwined her fingers with his, and leaned forward until she held his arms spread out to the side. Her lips brushed against his, light as butterfly wings, and he thought she would kiss him.
Instead, she nipped at his chin and pulled away on straight arms.
Then she started to ride him, setting a slow, grinding rhythm that pushed him to the edge and forced him to will his orgasm to recede.
But every move she made had him breathing a little harder. His hands tightened on hers, drawing her arms up and causing her to lie flat against him. Her breasts cushioned against his chest, soft and warm, their bellies pressed together, she still managed to slide up and down his cock and drive him even closer to the brink.
When she added a little twist to her motion and her breath caught in her throat, he knew she was close to coming again as well.
He wanted to feel her come around his cock this time.
Releasing her mouth, he settled his cheek against hers, his lips close to her ear.
“I’m so close. I want to come with you. Come on, Faith. Move. Fuck me harder.”
Her hands gripped his tight, her moan little more than a rush of breath against his neck. She rode him, rubbed her body against his, and her clit against the base of his cock.
Every motion made his balls draw tighter until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned as he came, his cock jerking i
nside her.
And as he pressed deep inside her, he felt her contract around him and moan out her climax as well.
Chapter Nine
Still trying to catch her breath, Faith sprawled over Jake like a blanket.
His cock had started to soften and her body tightened around him as if to wring out that last bit of pleasure.
Of course, she might actually OD on it, but she’d go out with a smile.
Holy hell. That had been…
Amazing didn’t seem to cover it. She felt like her mind had been blown.
Don’t get ahead of yourself.
And then she told herself to fuck right off.
She was not going to ruin this moment. Hell, she just wanted to enjoy this.
While it lasts.
Ugh.
Turning her head, she nuzzled her nose against his neck, breathing in his scent. She loved the way he smelled. Loved the heat he generated. Loved the way his big, rough hands still gripped her waist, as if he didn’t want her to move.
Not that she wanted to move. She’d pretty much stay here on top of him all night, but she knew that wasn’t practical. Eventually one of them would have to get up and go to the bathroom.
“I think I will need more pizza if we are to continue all night.”
The deep rumble of his voice made her shiver but his words made her laugh. This man held one surprise after another.
“And now you laugh. Maybe I will need more than pizza.”
Rolling them both to their sides, Jake pulled her up until he slid free of her body and they were face-to-face. His smile made her core contract and ache to be filled again.
She couldn’t believe she was craving sex again so fast. Hell, she’d been celibate for most of the past year and now one bout with Jake and she’d turned into a sex machine.
This man not only screwed her body, he also screwed with her head.
In all the best ways.
Lying here in the dark, staring into his eyes, she had an almost overwhelming sense of contentment. And honestly, it kind of scared her.
Because they’d had approximately two dates and one round of sex.
Very, very good sex.
“Faith, I can practically hear you thinking. Talk to me.”
Not knowing how to put her thoughts into words, she lifted her free hand and placed it on his chest. She felt the thud of his heart against his ribs and the still-labored rise and fall of his chest with every breath.
She felt a few scars as she trailed her fingertips across his pecs then down to play with a nipple. She’d noticed earlier he’d liked that.
“And now I think you are trying to distract me.”
“I thought you liked having my hands on you.”
“I do. But I also like to talk to you.”
Fair enough. “What do you want to know? We talked during dinner.”
“Hearing you talk turns me on almost as much as having your hands on me.”
She grinned at him. “You’re the first person who’s ever said that to me. Usually—”
She cut off before she brought up another man only minutes after she and Jake had had sex. Damn, she was completely out of practice at this post-sex stuff.
“Usually?”
Shaking her head, she turned her head and rested her cheek on his shoulder.
“Nothing. It wasn’t— Never mind. Do you want more pizza? I can throw some in the oven.”
Surprisingly, he allowed her to get away with ducking his question. “Maybe later. Is there a bathroom up here?”
“Yes.” She pointed toward the door. “Through that door.”
“Do not move.”
Then he pressed a kiss to the top of her head and rolled out of bed, disappearing behind the door. Then she flopped onto her back and stared at the ceiling, smiling.
Wow. Just…wow.
And when could they do that again?
Getting a little greedy, aren’t you?
Maybe, but oh my god, Jake made her greedy. Just thinking about what had just happened made it hard to breathe.
She wanted more. Wanted all night.
And she was getting ahead of herself again. Of course, he could come out of the bathroom and say thanks and leave.
Slow your roll. You had sex. He didn’t just bang you into falling in love.
Of course, he hadn’t. But—
Oh, just shut up and bask, you idiot.
Shutting off her brain, she crawled under the covers, staring at the ceiling, until she heard the door open and his footsteps as he walked toward the bed. Turning her head, she watched him.
He’d left the bathroom light on so she could see him better. She wanted to thank him.
Jake obviously had no body image issues and why should he? The guy was ripped. Which wasn’t a surprise. She’d seen him at therapy, had watched him bench impressive weight. But to know she had permission to run her hands all over his body was such a turn-on.
By the time he got back to the bed, she’d let her gaze catalogue every bit of him, from his ruffled hair to his six-pack abs to his strong thighs and yes, she absolutely checked out his cock.
And didn’t find that to be lacking in any way. Not in size or length or width—
Jake sat cross-legged on the bed next to her and she quickly raised her gaze to this. But obviously, he’d caught her staring at his crotch, because his grin held more than a little masculine pride.
Since she couldn’t let that go, she raised her eyebrows, daring him to say something.
“So,” he said. “We eat now and come back to bed later. Unless you want me to leave. Or we can sleep. I have practice tomorrow, so I would like to have some rest. But we have a three-game weekend so I will be away and will not be able to see you. And I want to see you. The rest of tonight is up to you, but know that I am already planning more nights.”
She was trying to hide a grin by the time he closed his mouth. “Are you always this bossy?”
“Yes.” He shrugged. “But you know this so should not be surprised. Now, what is your answer? Do you kick me out? Or allow me to convince you to let me stay?”
Hell no, she didn’t want to kick him out. But she wasn’t sure she was ready for him to spend all night in her bed either.
“I…don’t know. But I know I don’t want you to leave yet.”
“Then we go eat.”
He jumped out of bed again and grabbed his boxer briefs off the floor. He was facing away from her, and she watched his ass flex as he bent over.
Sighing, she pulled her gaze away before he turned back to her.
“Come along.”
With a sigh, she scooted to the edge of the bed and took the t-shirt he handed her. He’d grabbed it from the chair on the wall where she threw her jammies every night. Just happened to be one of the Redtails promotional giveaways. It was extra-large and covered her from her shoulders to the tops of her thighs. It was not at all sexy, but the way Jake was looking at her right now made her feel like she was wearing expensive lingerie.
“I like this.”
She looked at him like he was crazy, but his expression was completely serious.
“It’s three sizes too big and hangs on me like a sack.”
His smile made her swallow hard. “Yes, but I know what is underneath. And I like the way our logo looks on your chest.”
Her mouth dropped open as his gaze popped back up to hers. Then he smiled and she practically melted into a little puddle at his feet.
“Come.” He held out his hand. “We will eat.”
She didn’t take his hand right away, just sat there, shaking her head.
In anyone else, she would find this kind of overbearing personality grating. It would put her back up and make her dig in her heels.
Not with Jake. He got behind barriers even she didn’t know she’d erected. He made her feel empowered instead of overpowered.
And none of this made any sense whatsoever.
“You’re infuriating. And impossible.
But you already know that, don’t you?”
He shrugged. “Does it matter? I will try to be less so, but I don’t think you will like me then.”
Her lips twitched. “What makes you think I like you now?”
Another man might have taken offense to that. Jake grinned.
“I believe you came twice in bed. Why would you not like me? Especially when there will be more in your future.”
A hot flush lit up her cheeks but the man wasn’t wrong. She’d never had this much fun or come so hard with another man. Not even the man she’d thought she was going to spend the rest of her life with.
And if you had married Jimmy, you never would have gotten to know Jake.
And that would’ve been a tragedy.
She took his hand and let him help her up to her feet.
Automatically, she catalogued any aches and pains, second nature to her now.
And while her hips protested a little, she marked that down to the fact that she hadn’t spread her legs like that in months.
Just thinking about it made her grin, which made Jake grin even wider.
“Maybe we should skip pizza.” Jake’s handed tightened on hers. “Food is overrated.”
Now she laughed, shaking her head, and headed toward the stairs, pulling him along with her.
“Nope. Now I’m hungry and I want to eat. And you’re going to need that fuel. Trust me.”
A few seconds passed before she heard him respond to that.
“I want to.”
*****
“Hey, not to incur your wrath, but is your leg giving you problems? You seem a little off. Or does it have something to do with the reason you didn’t come home last night?”
Jake shook his head at Brody as they rested along the boards at practice, not wanting to talk about last night. At least, not here. And not wanting to talk about last night with anyone but Faith.
“I am tired. Didn’t get much sleep last night but I am fine.”
Brody’s grin flashed out for a second as he watched the offense work on plays at the other end of the ice. The defensive players were taking a break at the moment. The other guys were still on the bench and out of hearing distance for the moment.
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