Using his shoulders for leverage, I mimic the move, but it’s not enough.I can’t reach all of him while I’m pressed to the wall, and I want more.“Go—” I say, between kisses, “somewhere else.”I wiggle to make my point, hormones robbing me of succinct speech.
He gets the gist, because one of his arms snakes behind my back, the other secured under my rear as he carries me away from the wall.
I kiss and lick and distract him as best I can.He’s walking blind because of it, but I’m feeling a tad impatient.Clenching the back of his shirt, I tug upward, but the dang thing gets caught on his arms.
He needs his arms to hold me—an obvious problem if more than a tenth of my brain were operating.“Off,” I mumble.
Where is he taking me?I hope it’s close and not the house.That’s like a football field away.One of these nice wooden surfaces would?—
Suddenly I’m free-falling, gripping his shirt and not much else.I land on soft cushions.
My hands pat the surface beneath me.The old leather couch.Excellent.
Jaeger follows me down.Now we are getting somewhere.
I moan my approval about the new locale and whip his shirt over his head, running my hands down his wide shoulders and thickly muscled chest to the ridges of his abs.My finger traces the waistband of his loose-fitting jeans, slipping between it and his stomach.His hand freezes above the breast he’s exploring and he lets out a slow breath, his dark green eyes flashing.
I turn my palm flat—fingers pointed south—and slip beneath his boxer briefs.The back of my hand grazes his long, hard length, and my stomach flutters.
He presses his forehead to mine.“Cali,” he says deeply, his tone laced with warning.
I spread my fingers apart along his lower stomach and slide through the hair of his groin, tugging at the skin and tightening places I know are aching, because I’m aching there too.
His arms tense and shake beside my head.He’s holding his breath.“This is it,” he says.“We’re together.Okay?No more trust issues.”
I nod and leisurely lick his bottom lip with the tip of my tongue.
My shirt sweeps over my head in nearly the same second my pants are yanked down and off my feet.I’m naked in 2.2 seconds, Jaeger’s body between my thighs as he takes my nipple into his mouth.I moan and lock my legs around his back, rubbing against the muscles of his stomach.If I weren’t hormone-drunk, some of this might seem a little fast, a little brazen—even for me—but this is Jaeger and I really don’t care.
Want him.
He reaches around and palms my ass before slipping a finger inside me.In and out that thick, masculine finger goes; every third dip, curling and slipping over the most sensitive spot.
Want.Now.
I yank beneath his arms to pull him up, but it’s like trying to heave a semi truck.He swirls his tongue around my nipple one last time, eases his finger out with a couple of last swishes over the spot that has me panting, and glides his hands up my body, shooting naughty messages to every pore.
Damn it!His pants are still on.
I flip open the snap and push them down with my feet.Jaeger kicks them off and settles between my legs, kissing me.
My knees drop to the side as his fat tip rubs at my entrance.I squeeze his ass.He’s huge and silky and I want him inside.
He breaks the kiss.“Pill?”he whispers in my ear.
“On it.Have you been?—”
“Tested a year ago.The last time I was with someone.”
Screech.Whoa, what?
He nudges in a couple of inches, and I lose that train of thought entirely.Another gentle thrust and he’s stretching me.
He lifts his head and looks in my eyes as he rocks slowly, going deeper with every movement.My legs weaken, shaking with pleasure.Our breaths mingle, and I’m clinging to him, my arms like thin brackets around his large body as he moves above me.
I’m panting by the time the first spasm hits.Jaeger’s gaze turns hazy and unfocused, as if he feels my orgasm building and it pleasures him too.Another spasm shoots from my core, and then I’m bucking in uncontrolled bliss.
Somewhere in the euphoria fog that keeps rolling, I sense Jaeger’s pace pick up.He dips his head to the side and kisses my neck.He groans near my ear, the sound so sexy and deep that another quick spasm rocks me.His hips surge several more times and then slow, his breathing fast, his body jolting every couple of seconds with aftershocks.
