I shrieked when Jonah scooped me up and carried me into my room. He dropped me onto my bed on my stomach and crawled up behind me grabbing each cheek of my ass and gently squeezing. “This wasn’t my original intention, but, fuck, it is now,” he growled.
Moments later, he’d divested me of both towels and was lavishing my breasts with his tongue and teeth. My hands were everywhere—pulling at his hair, clawing at his back, desperately trying to pull him impossibly closer to me.
His hand trailed down my torso to the apex of my thighs. He slowly moved his fingers through my wetness before teasing my clit with light circles.
“Jonah, please,” I begged.
I could feel him grin against my skin. “Please, what?”
I wiggled and lifted my hips trying to get his fingers to go where I needed them. “Say it, River. Tell me what your wet pussy wants.”
Any other time, I would have rolled my eyes and said something sarcastic, but I wanted him so damn bad all I could say was the truth. “Fuck me.”
“With what?” he asked as he teased my entrance with the tips of his fingers and flicked my nipple with his tongue.
“Your fingers. Your cock. I don’t care! Just fuck me!” I shouted.
He reached between us and I wanted to scream out in victory. But then he suddenly dropped his head to my shoulder. “Shit,” he swore and started to pull away.
“No,” I snapped and grabbed for his shoulders so my body followed his when he sat back on his heels.
“Just need to grab a condom. I’ll be right back.”
“Wait!” I said more forcefully than I intended and proceeded to imitate a contortionist in order to reach the tote bag on the floor beside the bed. I quickly found the foil square and held it up for Jonah to see. “I have one,” I announced proudly.
He immediately reached for it, but I pulled my hand back and shook my head. With a little smirk, I brought the package to my mouth and carefully tore it open with my teeth. He watched me like a hawk while I slowly rolled it down his length.
With his attention focused on his cock, I was able to catch him off guard and push him to his back. I climbed on top of him and grinned. “My turn,” I declared before I slid down his shaft.
I wanted to tease him, to drag it out until he was begging me to move faster, but I was too worked up. The moment he was fully inside me, I started moving. My hips rose and fell maybe a half a dozen times before Jonah took over. He curled up into a sitting position with one hand going around my back and the other threading through my hair.
The hand in my hair tightened and he pulled my head back exposing the column of my neck. His lips and teeth scraped along my skin from my collarbone to my earlobe where he gently bit down. “You,” he breathed, “will not fuck anyone else while you’re fucking me.”
I gripped his hair in return and pulled his head back until he was looking me in the eyes. I didn’t even have to say it. “Only you, baby. I only want you,” he promised.
“Okay,” I whispered and lowered my mouth to his.
And that was it for Jonah’s control. He flipped us over and proceeded to do things to my body I’d only known to exist on the pages of a dirty romance book.
Once again, we reached our climaxes together, which was something I’d never experienced with anyone other than him.
As much as I wanted to stay in his arms and enjoy being fully sated, I rolled to my side and sighed. “I need to take a quick shower and get moving. I’ve got less than an hour before I need to be at work.” And for the first time since I’d arrived in Devil Springs, I didn’t want to go to work.
“Yeah, I need to get back up there, too. Can I catch a ride with you?” he asked.
My forehead scrunched. “Uh, sure, but you know I have to work all night, right?”
He chuckled. “I know. I’m planning on spending the night in Mom’s room. They’re supposed to start warming her in the morning, so I won’t be going anywhere for a few days. If I need to leave, one of the guys can give me a ride.”
When I was ready to leave, Jonah held his hands out for my keys. “Mind if I drive?” he asked. And because he asked, I didn’t mind.
Working in the ER in a somewhat small town was hit or miss. Some nights were nonstop craziness while other nights were so slow a twelve-hour shift felt like twelve days. I didn’t have a problem with the crazy shifts, but the slow ones were straight up torture.
We had no patients and were bored out of our minds when Kennedy and I started spinning in our chairs. One thing led to another and before long I was sitting criss-cross applesauce in a chair at the nurse’s station while Kennedy spun me around as fast as the chair would go. She stopped the chair and shouted, “Go!”
I stood and walked in a straight line to the other side of the nurse’s station. I turned around with a proud smile on my face and my steps faltered when my eyes met Jonah’s. He grinned, “Huh, spinning in circles doesn’t bother you, but the sight of me makes you stumble.”
“Oh, shut it. What’re you doing down here? Did something happen with your mom?”
