“I mean it, Jess. I love you.” My voice cracked, panic and dread soaking in with all the adrenaline it had taken to come in here. “But if you want me to go?—”
Before I knew it, I was on my back again as a wicked grin spread across Jesse’s mouth.
“I’m never letting you go again. Give me that mouth,” he growled before he crashed his lips into mine. I whimpered into his mouth as he cupped my ass and pulled me closer, his erection hard and heavy between my legs as he pressed into me.
“I’m about to break this cheap fucking futon. Get in my bedroom and take your clothes off.”
His hand slapped my ass with a loud smack as he popped off the bed.
I stood and let out a gasp when he lifted me by the waist and hoisted me over his shoulder.
“You don’t need to do this every time.”
“Yes, I do.” He opened his bedroom door and shut it behind him before dropping me onto the mattress. “Especially since I’m still not convinced this isn’t a dream yet. I had to move fast.”
He climbed on top of me, roaming his gaze over my body as he grasped the waistband of my shorts.
“I said, take off your clothes.”
Jesse yanked down my sleep shorts and threw them behind him. I was so wet, I felt a chill between my legs until he swirled his tongue over my clit, digging his fingers into my hips when I squirmed on the bed.
I sat up, grabbing the back of his head as I bucked my hips against his mouth. I let my head fall back, digging my heels into his shoulders as I rode his face. Jesse dove in harder, moaning as he sucked my clit into his mouth and slipped two fingers inside me.
This was already on another level than I’d ever had with Jesse. I had been too afraid of losing myself the last time I was here and about what would happen to us after. Now that I was all in, I could let myself go in ways I hadn’t before because I trusted us both enough not to go anywhere.
I was finally able to choose him—and choose us.
I arched my back as my climax hit me, grabbing a pillow to grunt into as the spasms took over my body from the waist down.
“That was the hottest fucking thing. Those legs,” Jesse panted, dragging his lips along the inside of my damp thigh.
I was a puddle on his sheets, but I managed to pull myself up.
“Lose the shorts, Evans.” I held his eyes as I pulled his boxers down, letting them fall with a soft swoosh against his carpet.
“I need a— Shit, Em,” Jesse groaned as I licked up his length and wrapped my lips around his cock. I swirled my tongue over the tip before I took him to the back of my throat. I’d done this to Jesse so many times as it was the only thing we could get away with most days, but he wasn’t the only one who wanted to show off a little skill.
“Em, please stop,” he begged as he grabbed my hair to pull me back. I dug my nails into his ass, shaking my head as I sucked him harder.
“Fuck, baby…” He gave me a slight push back until he fell out of my mouth with a wet pop.
“I wasn’t done,” I whispered.
“But I almost was,” he said, sliding his hands under my arms to pick me up and move me back on the bed. “I don’t want to know where you learned to do that, but holy shit.”
“Good?” I teased, peeling off my shirt as Jesse searched through his nightstand drawer.
“Too fucking good.” He rolled on the condom and climbed on top of me. “And from now on, you’re only ever doing that to me.”
“Is that so?” I spotted his cheeks lift in the dark.
“Oh, this is it. I told you,” he said, teasing my entrance with the tip of his erection. “Never letting you go again.”
He plunged inside with one thrust, easily sliding all the way in. We both exhaled a long breath but didn’t move, as if both of us wanted to feel every inch of each other first to make sure this was really happening.
“You’re not dreaming, Jess,” I whispered. “I’m not going anywhere. You can move.”
His chuckle rumbled against my chest as he glided in and out of me, tears pricking my eyes as he inched back and forth.
