He increases his tempo, driving faster and harder into me as powerful sensations overwhelm
my body. My hands can barely manage to grip his shoulders, and I can hardly feel my fingers and toes with all the blood rushing to my core. It’s like a colossal sexual storm is brewing inside me, and everything’s getting wet.
Jake groans and grabs my wrists, pressing them above my head as he pumps into me, and I feel myself lose control, writhing beneath him as he continues to push into my core.
My outburst of pleasure escalates his passion, and he unleashes a guttural groan, burying his cock inside me, filling me with warmth.
The weight of his body presses against mine briefly before he rolls onto his side, nuzzling the nape of my neck.
“That was amazing,” he murmurs into my ear.
“Who woulda thunk it?”
His brow furrows. “Thunk what?”
“I just had the best sex of my life, courtesy of my gran. She’s the only reason I’m here, after all.”
He grimaces. “That is morbid, and yet, accurate.”
“She’d totally approve of this, ya know. She’s been asking about you each day, hoping you’ll mow the yard again.”
“Will this be added to my list of ‘chores?’”
I chuckle, and return with, “Well, you are the groundskeeper.”
Chapter 6
Jake
Everyone is born with certain gifts. Some have genius-level intelligence, while others have the uncanny ability to inspire others.
I’m not too humble to say I’ve been blessed with good looks and charisma. To most people, that’s obvious. But those aren’t my only gifts.
I can read a person like a book. It’s one of the reasons I’m so good at coaching. I know what’s on a player’s mind, even when they don’t.
And after listening to Ashlyn’s romance novels on audiobook, I knew exactly what she needed, and how she wanted it.
And I knocked it out of the park.
It took everything I had to leave her side and go to my own room, but I didn’t want to freak her out by telling her I’ve developed feelings for her. Which I have. It would be so much easier if she were just another jock-chasing cheerleader type. Not that there’s anything wrong with them, but it’s no longer fulfilling.
So I went to my room and suffered a restless night, wondering what she was thinking on the other side of our shared wall.
It was a night of deep contemplation—one of revelation.
Weird feelings crept in. Feelings I’ve never had for a woman. Up until Ashlyn, I plenty liked
the women I kept company with, but it was easy to see them go. A relief. I felt very little for them outside the realm of friendship.
So when Ashlyn set off a nuclear bomb of emotion deep inside me, I was entirely unprepared.
And I don’t know what to do.
It’s not like I’m keen on the idea of letting my sister in on the details of my love life, but she’s the only person I can run to. The only one I can trust.
Jake:I need your advice. I also need you not to kill me.
Casey:What did you do?
