Jensen’s head tilts back with a moan when I reach the hilt, but curses when I slowly pull back out. Her eyes latch back onto mine as her hands move to my face. “If I say it, will you go faster?”
“Maybe.”Fuck yes, I will.“I can see it in your eyes, baby. I can feel it in the way you’re squeezing me like a fist. Say it and we’ll both get that orgasm we’re wanting.”
“I’m going to come—” A moan of my name immediately comes as I thrust hard and fast into her. Her arms twist back around my neck. “You feel so damn good…I knew you would.”
All my sanity snaps, relentlessly pounding into her. There’s this feral need to consume her fully and while my first thought is to taste her lips on mine, I at least find enough sense to hold back.
Her head arches a bit and my mouth finds her neck to satisfy the need. I nip and suck at her neck until I’m positive there will be a mark left.
The sounds coming out of us both are nowhere near quiet but I don’t fucking care. It isn’t until Jensen’s sounds pause for two thrusts that I pull back, because on the third thrust her red lips form a niceOshape and her walls pulse around my shaft.
“That’s my girl.” I nip at the top of her tits and let myself go at the sound and feel of her release.
My hips slow in tandem with our plateau, then I slowly set her legs back down. Keeping my body pressed against hers until our breath evens out, I caress her cheek softly.
“You owe me a new dress,” she whispers in an exasperated breath.
I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear then place a kiss on her quickly forming hickey. “No way. I’m throwing out any other dresses you have actually, so you have to wear this one.”
Jensen giggles then rests her head on my shoulder. “Does sneaking off during Dex and Lucie’s big day make us bad friends?”
“Fuck no. Do you know how many times I’ve entertained Miles for Dex to do this exact thing? Asshole owes me.”
“Good.” Jensen lifts her head back up and this freshly fucked glint shines in her eyes. “Even if it did, I wouldn’t regret it.”
My heart pounds loudly in my chest. “I don’t think I’ll ever regret a single second with you.”
I’m terrified I might regret losing you.
Chapter 22
Jensen
“Okay, so I’m not allowed to let your sister do her tarot cards?” Beck asks as we unload our Thanksgiving to-go feast. One thing I’m grateful for today is the fact that not a single one of us even brought up the idea of cooking.
“Right, and don’t you dare tell her your birthday unless you want us to know all about your zodiac and star chart.”
“What if I do, huh? It could be interesting. And it’s something your sister likes, I’m just trying to be supportive of your family,” Beck teases.
With the last to-go box spread out on the island, I turn to him, hip cocked. “I don’t need you to be supportive. I have other needs for you and not one of them include you getting all buddy-buddy with my sister.”
Beck steps to me, his hands lean against the wood as his eyes level with mine. “Tell your sister Thanksgiving is canceled, let me fulfill all those needs for you right now.”
That is oh so tempting, especially with the memories of yesterday still fresh in my mind. Not to mention the marks. I had to throw on a turtleneck for the hickey he gave me.
I knew sex with him was going to be good, but it’s more than good—the only word I can truly think to describe it is Beck. It was every part of him that made me fall for the guy.
It was just as spontaneous and fun as he always is, but again he had me feeling everything. All the possessiveness and want for him.
When my high truly came down, I kept waiting to feel this wave of impending doom. This need to run for the hills and salvage what I can of my heart—but it never came.
I’m not sure if my rose-colored glasses are firmly back on and my mind is purely set on being in the moment, or if I’m just majorly delusional, but I’m going with the former. Beck makes being in the moment easy, so why not roll with it?
I glide my finger from the buttons of his Henley down his sternum then push hard until he relents.
“Damn, woman, you could have said move.”
“Oh, you’re fine.” I brush him off but his hand captures mine pulling me to him.
