My head falls back, and my eyes close. Christ, she’s killing me. Every bite and every scratch is winding me tighter, and every teasing lick and kiss unravels my mind. When her breath drifts across the head of my cock, I grasp handfuls of her hair, not even caring how my agonized groan echoes through the office.
She presses lingering kisses along my length and flicks the tip of her tongue across my balls. I slide back in the chair and widen my legs to give her better access, but my jeans are tangled around my calves, and I grunt in frustration.
Without missing a beat, she rolls on a condom, and before she’s even finished, her mouth encloses my head, hot and wet. The vision of her between my spread thighs going down on me is fucking insane.
It’s like the first time.The last time. As though there’s not been anyone since her. I give a strangled groan as she wraps her hand around me and sucks me in deep. She cups my balls and strokes her fingertips over me, her head moving in tandem with my desperate thrusts.
Pressure builds, blinding me to everything but Jas. Her mouth and tongue own me, and I don’t want this to ever stop. A desperate roar burns my throat.Not yet.But it’s too much, and I can’t hold back.
Fingers tangled in her hair, I fuck her sweet mouth, and she takes it all.Everything. I slump back, breath harsh, heart thundering, sucked dry.
I don’t know how long it takes before I can focus, but she’s sitting back on her heels, watching me with the most beautiful smile on her face I’ve ever seen.
It’s not over yet.
We’ve got all night.
Chapter Thirteen
Ty
After work the following day, I’m outside Jas’s apartment block before I know it. It didn’t even occur to me to go back to my place first, as though this is where I need to be.
I lean my forearms on the handlebars of my bike and exhale a long breath. The last two nights I stayed with her felt so right. Didn’t even question it. The apartment’s shabby, almost stripped bare, and the single bed we share makes my body ache like a bitch, but a strange sense ofhomeseeps through me every time Jas opens the door.
Something I’ve never once felt in all the time I’ve lived in my own house.
I’m not stupid. I know it’s nothing to do with the apartment. All day I’ve been looking forward to coming home, and this run-down building, in this shitty neighborhood, is home.
Because of Jas.
She’s leaving in two days.
I swing my leg over the bike and make my way inside. Long ago we planned on setting up house together, and I couldn’t wait for the day when we had our own front door we could shut on the whole, damn, unforgiving world.
The stairwell is littered with garbage and doesn’t smell too good, but the elevators didn’t work even back when we were dating. I stand outside her apartment, and there’s a strange tightness in my chest, an irrational need to get as far away from here as possible. Because Jas doesn’t live here, this isn’t our home, and in two days it’ll be nothing but an empty reminder of the past.
She opens the door, and the strong odor of bleach and soap wafts out.
“Hey.” She kisses me, and I wrap my arms around her, burying my face against her neck. “Are you okay?” Her whisper brushes against my ear, and it’s a wrench pulling back from her.
“I’m good.” I can’t let go of her as she backs into the apartment. I told her there was no need to scrub the place—it’s not like the landlord cares one way or another—but she wouldn’t listen. I grasp her wrist and examine her hand.
“I wore gloves.” She kisses me softly, and the need toget awayengulfs me again, but this time, with the antiseptic stench drenching the air, it’s like a powerful punch to the gut.
“We’re going out. Grab your coat.”
She stands there, an inquiring smile on her face. “I’m not dressed for going out. I guess I could get changed.”
I sweep my gaze over her. In jeans and a shirt that she’s tied off at the waist, she’s perfect. “You don’t need to get changed.”
“Why not? What’ve you got in mind?” Even as she questions me, she picks up her jacket and shrugs it on.
I link my fingers through hers. “We’re going for a ride.”
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Jasmine
