“Him and Brielle?” I stare at him. “No, I don’t think so. From what I know, Brielle can’t stand him.” I pause. “Wait… you know what? I don’t know what’s going on. I’ve noticed she’s been weird.”
“I don’t know why she can’t stand him,” he says, slipping his fingers down inside my panties and rubbing me. I immediately start shaking.
“Do you think they have a thing? Do you think?—”
“I don’t know, but he was asking me earlier if I knew what her situation was, and obviously I don’t.” He shrugs. “Maybe there’s something there.”
“Should I call Brielle? Should I call her now and?—”
He gives me a look. “I would hope that you’re more focused on what’s about to happen between the two of us.”
“Well, what’s about to happen between the two of us, Mr. Heathcliff?”
“Why do you call me Mr. Heathcliff?”
“Because that’s your name and I’m polite.”
“Since when have you been polite?”
“Since forever,” I laugh.
“I’m glad that you’re here,” he says, pulling off the rest of my clothes. “I’ve been wanting you to be here for a really long time.”
“You mean here in your apartment, or?—”
“I mean, here in my bed.” He growls, and plays with my naked breasts.
He kisses me on the lips again, then moves his face down. I feel his right hand on my breast, playing with my nipple, and his lips go to the other breast and suck. I close my eyes and allow myself to enjoy the feeling of him against me. I know I’m crazy. I know I shouldn’t be here. This is possibly the second worst mistake I’ve ever made, but I don’t care. Life is short, andI’m young, and if I’m honest with myself, I’ve never gotten over wanting to be with Jack. Yes, I want him to take me seriously in the office. He still hasn’t scheduled a meeting to discuss my thoughts on the hotels, but right now I don’t want to think about that. Right now I want to make love. When his lips meet my belly button, I moan out loud. I open my eyes slowly and see him staring at me. His teeth grab the top of my panties and pull them down. I moan slightly as I open my legs. He growls as he rips the panties off and licks up my inner thigh.
I feel his fingers touching me softly, caressing and teasing.
“Do you want to make me come right now?” I ask, laughing slightly.
He responds by licking the top of my clit. I moan and reach down, grabbing his shoulders.
“I want you to come multiple times. Don’t you understand that?”
Before I know what’s happening, he sticks his tongue inside of me, and it feels marvelous. A million different pleasure points ignite, and I can’t think or feel about anything other than the pleasure coursing through me. I come within minutes and I can see that Jack seems delighted. He licks me dry as if I’m free-flowing champagne, then kisses back up my body to my lips. He pulls off his pants and throws them to the ground, hovering over me.
“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Katherine,” he says, then he plunges into me, hard and fast. I wrap my legs around his waist as he thrusts faster and faster. My breasts bounce against his chest, and he’s grunting and groaning along with my whimpering. I’ve never felt so connected to anyone in my life.
“Fuck, this is so hot,” he says, going faster until I think I can’t take it anymore. I hear myself screaming, but it sounds like the voice isn’t even coming from me. I erupt, and then I feel him stilland thrust inside me one last time, his body shaking before he collapses on top of me.
“Fuck, that was hot,” he says, kissing the side of my face and then my lips.
I run my fingers down his neck, play with his silky hair, and stare at him.
“I mean… it was okay,” I tease.
He growls. “I can go again.”
“You can’t go again right now. Not even you can be ready that quickly.”
He tilts his head, chuckling. “Give me five or ten minutes.”
“Jack, you don’t have anything to prove to me.”
“I know,” he says softly. “But I never know if this is going to be the last time I get to experience you.” He touches the side of my face lightly. “Your body is a gift.”
