Page 83 of The Fall Line


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His tongue makes tight circles and the feeling of the elastic band being pulled taught inside me grows more intense. All of my senses are homed in on his mouth on me, working me the way my fingers did last night, but evenbetter.

“There. Yes, ohfuck,”I breathe.

Jett looks up at me, quirking one eyebrow.

“Who knew sexy Poppy would be such a potty mouth,” he says with a devious smile, as he slides two fingers inside me. He works them in slowly, gently, and the sensation is new but not uncomfortable the way I’d imagined it.

My hand reaches down, and I grab the couch cushion, anchoring myself as he strokes my front wall and pleasure courses through me, through all of my limbs.

I don’t know how Jett is doing what he’s doing, but my vision is going blurry and is filling with stars all at once, and whatever it is, I don’t want him to stop. I tilt my hips and buck against him as he places his mouth over the sensitive spot, his tongue flicking in time with his fingers curling inside me.

Whatever shreds of hesitation, embarrassment, self-consciousness are gone, replaced by a laser focus on the sensations and every ounce of pleasure Jett is giving me.

God, he’s so generous with his tongue. Licking and lapping me until my body is squirming and shifting under him. Suddenly, my orgasm erupts within me, like a balloonbursting, and I cry out, not bothering to muffle it with my hand this time. I allow the pleasure to take over, my body writhing as all my muscles contract and tighten, and then fully relax back into the cushions.

I lay my head back on a throw pillow, allowing my breathing to settle. I’m buzzing, pulsing, as the intensity of my orgasm is replaced by a satisfied glow.

Jett sits up on the couch now, and it’s only now that I realize he’s still fully clothed. In the dim light, my eyes land on a distinct shadow on the crotch of his jeans.

“Did you…”

Jett scrubs a hand down his face, a muscle in his jaw flickering as he tries to regain his composure.

“Yeah,” he admits. “Not the first time.”

“After the wedding?” I ask, recalling how quickly Jett let me slide down the wall after pinning me against it and retreated to his room. Like he was hiding something.

He nods, and a cheeky smile takes over my face.

“Just can’t control yourself?” I nudge his shoulder with my bare foot, and he flashes me a withering glare.

“No.” He gives a slight shake of his head. “Fuck, this doesn’t happen to me. I just…”

His voice trails off, but he turns his head to look at me, lying half naked on the couch. His eyes rake over my body, my still swollen sex, and then they snap back up to my eyes.

“You do something different to me, Poppy.”

CHAPTER 33

JETT

“You’re distracted today,”Mark points out as he supervises my weighted calf raises.

We arrived in Whistler this morning, and have spent the afternoon since getting checked in to the hotel at the training facility here.

“Just thinking about the qualifier tomorrow,” I lie. I would love to say that I’m so focused on this competition that I can’t even keep my mind trained on the rehab exercises that will ultimately make or break my win. But that wouldn’t be true.

This event might be the biggest moment of my pro-skiing career, and all I can think about is my wife.

The image of her laying on her couch, legs open, her perfect pussy clenching around my fingers… Blood rushes south and I shift on my feet so I don’t embarrass myself in front of Dan and Mark.

“Speaking of, we need to go over your strategy.” Dan pipes up, unaware of where my mind has gone.

I try to bring my thoughts back to the present moment, and not think about what I would be doing if Poppy was here with me on this trip. I doubt we’d even leave the hotel room. What I wouldn’t give to have Poppy naked in the king-sized bed with me, helping her explore every inch of her body and seeing just how far her pleasure can go.

I give my head a shake and sit up on the edge of the table now that Mark is done with my warmup.

“We need to be aggressive,” Dan carries on. “You have to make up for some points lost with your landing last week. If you perform perfectly, you can still qualify.”