Ohhhh.
Lord have mercy.
Jake is under the covers, between my legs, and his tongue is gliding through my sex.My throbbing sex.
“Jake,” I snake my hand under the covers and slide my fingers through his hand, clutching it as I arch my hips up.
I don’t get far.He’s got a hold of them and devouring me like I’m a dripping ice cream.
Holy hell.
As my climax explodes, my eyes still blinking awake, Jake climbs over my body and his cock slips easily inside me, already sheathed.
I love a man who plans ahead.
His cock deep inside me first thing in the morning is one of the best feelings in the world.Thick, full and powerful.
“Yes,” I moan, taking in the huge man towering over me.My fingers roam his wide shoulders as he thrusts in and out slowly, lazily.The chemistry between us hasn’t even begun to fade.I want this man as much now as I did the first time he took my clothes off.
We switch between houses and haven’t spent more than a few nights apart.If only thisthingwasn’t hanging over our heads.
His unwillingness to bring me into his world.His family.
If he did, I’d be so happy I’m sure I’d combust.
I keep hoping.Optimism keeps me hanging in there.I want to believe he’ll share what’s going on.
Because something is.
Why would he hide me from his parents?
“Shit, fuck,” Jake groans, palming the headboard, sliding the other under my hips.“Fuck you feel so tight, so...yes, fuck, Caylee.”
His hot seed pours into me as I tuck my legs around him, and his mouth smashes down on mine.
This.
This is why I hang in there.
Not just the sex, but the feeling of him close against my heart, both of them beating as one, and the way he’s looking at me like I’m the woman he wants forever.
Perhaps could even love.
One day.
I see it growing in his eyes, in the way he touches me.The way his body shields me so protectively.It’s so sexy, and it makes my heart warm.
Rolling onto our sides, his cum leaking out onto the sheets, we both grin at one another.I don’t care.I like his post-sex smile, the sparkle in his eyes.The way he runs his finger over my brow and plays with my lips.
“If we had more time, I’d wait ten minutes then watch my cock sliding between these.”
My pussy twitches.
“You assume a lot, Mr.Murphy.”
“That’s Deputy US Marshal Murphy to you.”He moves over me, kissing me deeply.
“I feel like a conversation about handcuffs should follow that comment.”
