“I’d say that shouldn’t take too long with what you were wearing. There wasn’t a lot to it.” In the moonlight I could see that he was beginning to unbutton his shirt.
“I was trying to decide if I should put on pajamas,” I explained as he came to a stop in front of me.
His smile was deep as he reached for me, then ran his hands up my arms to pull me in for a full body hug. Damn that was nice.
“Absolutely your call on the pajamas, babe, but from my standpoint, they’d just be a waste of time,” he said. Looking down at me, he ran his hands over my back, caressing it. “And I know we kind of made a mad dash up here, but if you’ve changed your mind…”
Smiling up at him, I relaxed. The man was far more kind than I originally gave him credit for. And heck no, we weren’t going back. I ran my hands up his now-bare chest, shoving his shirt off his shoulders. “So, no pajamas it is.”
Jake shrugged his shirt off before running his hands over my dress, his gaze locked on mine. “Does this thing have a zipper?”
I smirked. “Nope, I just pulled it on.”
Nodding, he reached for the hem and pulled it up and off. Within seconds I was standing in front of Jake Spencer in a small scrap of underwear. I would say that I felt self-conscious, but that would be a lie. His eyes raked over me from head to toe, then back. “Damn, Ivy. You’re gorgeous.” In my twenty-eight years on this planet, I’d never felt so wanted, desired.
“So we’re doing this,” I whispered, running my fingers over his stomach muscles, lightly tracing the line moving from them to his waistband. I itched to unbutton his pants, slide them down. My eyes rose up to his, and I found him watching me.
Brushing my hair back and tucking it behind my ear, he kissed the top of my head. “We’re doing this, Ivy.” He paused then, seemingly lost in thought. “I think we’ve been moving toward this for months.”
“Meaning we were always going to end up here?” I whispered, pressing light kisses to his chest, paying close attention to his nipples. I lightly bit one and was rewarded with a moan. Nice.
“Always,” he said as he picked me up and moved toward my bed. Lowering me to the bed, his eyes raked over me. I felt wanted, desired. Jake quickly unbuttoned and dropped his pants and underwear in one fell swoop. I leaned up so I could get a good visual, but Jake’s hand landed on my stomach as he pushed me back. “Give me a minute, babe. Need to make sure you’re ready for this round.”
I let myself flop back on the bed while my mind replayed thethis roundcomment. That worked for me. Just as my brain adjusted to our extended plans, his mouth lowered, and I felt his tongue at my collarbone. I dropped my head back to the bed, arching up my breasts toward him. Oh Goddess, it had been a while. Jake proceeded to nip, caress, and kiss around my neck, driving me crazy with want.
“Jake,” I croaked. He slid a hand over my breast, thumbing my nipple as he continued my undoing. I felt lost in a wave of desire, needing contact at my core to finally climax, but he was keeping all touch above my waist. It was maddening.
“Jake.” I was more insistent.
His eyes came up to meet mine, and there was a twinkle of humor there. The man knew what he was doing to me. “Yeah, Ivy? I’m kind of busy here.”
“I need you,” I breathed out, no longer caring what that sounded like.
Jake pressed a long kiss to my lower stomach, then looked back to me. “I’m here, Ivy.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, my thighs rubbing together, trying to find some type of contact. “Not there,” I growled.
Jake bit his lower lip, clearly fighting a smile. “Maybe you need to be more descriptive.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Fine, I can just take care—” And I started to skate my hand down to the promise land.
Jake immediately batted my hand away, and his mouth was at my core. Oh. My. Goddess. His tongue made slow laps around my clit, then slowly moved down to my entrance, then back up.
He paused and looked at me. “That what you were looking for, babe?”
“Mrmph,” I groaned.
As the sensations intensified running through my body, he slowed down, building the anticipation, moving to kiss my inner thighs before pressing a kiss to my happy place. And wowza, was it happy. I let out a long, low moan, keeping it as quiet as possible.
“Damn, Ivy. I think you’re close already,” he murmured, continuing to give some well-placed suction to my clit that made me want to come out of my skin.
Clearly, I’d lost the ability to form a coherent thought. What I wanted to say was,Yes, there, right there. Never leave this spot. Instead? I opened my mouth and “Gahhh” came out.
I heard Jake chuckle, but he resumed—thank you, Goddess—and I wondered if I might black out. My orgasm continued to build, I felt it coiling tighter and tighter in my belly until Jake tilted my hips and slid one finger in.
“Ohmygoddess” came out in one breath. A wave crashed over me as I felt my body trying to clench Jake’s finger. I both wanted to pull his mouth to me more fully and felt too sensitive at the same time. Jake’s mouth continued more gentle kisses until I came down from that incredible high and found him hovering over me in a plank position.
“You good, Ivy?” He kissed my nose and pulled back to take me in.
