“Jeremiah…” I said, looking at him in awe. “It’s perfect.”
“I had my designer come in and work on it the past few days. I wanted it to feel like home.”
As I looked at him speechless, I realizedhefelt like home.
I took a step toward him and wrapped my arms around his neck, looking up at his eyes that watched me expectantly. He was like a kid on Christmas waiting for a reaction from his parents over a handmade gift. It was another side of him I was discovering. I wanted to assure him this was more than enough.
“Thank you,” I whispered before standing on my tiptoes and pressing my lips to his.
My body melted into his, wanting, my tongue rain across his lips, coaxing its way in. He slid his against mine slowly before he pulled away and looked down at me.
“Youarehappy with it, huh?” he asked with a twitch of a smile.
I rolled my eyes before pressing my body further into his and bringing his mouth back down to mine, eager to taste him again. As our tongues moved rhythmically, his hands trailed down, settling at the small of my back as his fingertips pressed against the thin fabric of my tank top. His mouth left mine, pressing kisses up my jawline and back down the side of my neck. His hands slid down, cupping the back of my jean shorts, his fingers skimming the frayed hemline.
As his mouth continued to lick and tease my neck, my hands strayed downward. Eagerly, I slid my hand down the waistband of his sweats and wrapped it around his erection. He let out a low groan before whispering in my ear.
“You’re just getting right to it, aren’t you?” He chuckled, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.
I began moving my hand up and down his length. Slowly at first, before moving faster. His answering hardness made my insides ache to feel him, my inner thighs already growing slick.
“Sadie,” he panted against my ear.
It was enough to make my knees weak, but I kept going, pumping up and down his cock faster. His hands grabbed my ass tighter before fumbling around until his fingers undid the button, followed by the zipper, shoving them down off my hips. Next, he tore hungrily at my lace boy shorts, pulling them down in one swift movement. I gasped at how quickly he got me half naked. And how his cock throbbed in my hand.
I pulled my hand away, sliding his sweatpants down his hips until they fell in a heap at the floor. He stepped out of them and grabbed my hips, guiding me toward the bed. As we moved as one, I pulled my shirt over my head. His eyes immediately fell to the bra that cupped my breasts, nipples peaked under the lace. I reached behind and unclasped the backing, tossing the bra aside hastily. Eager to have nothing between us.
He pushed me against the soft bed. My knees buckled at the edge as I fell backward. I propped myself up on my elbows to take him all in. The rippled muscles. His hard length. The ease in which he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned stomach. I sucked in a quiet breath, my eyes falling to his cock in silent want.
He took a step forward before climbing over me, every move intentional and slow, as if savoring my naked body that writhed beneath him. He bent down, his dark hair falling across his brow as he took my breast in his mouth. He sucked gently, coaxing a low moan out of me. As his mouth became more adamant, his lips wrapped around my nipple as his tongue swirled around it, he positioned his arms on either side of me.
My knees splayed out even further on either side of me, begging for him. He pulled his lips away from my breast and lowered himself onto his elbows, so that his face was just inches from mine. Our breaths were haggard, falling into sync as our eyes met and stayed there. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around his cock, guiding it to my opening. He sunk into me slowly, his breath catching at the same time as mine. His blue eyes darkened as he slowly pushed deeper into me.
I held his gaze as he slowly pulled out, inch by inch, before plunging back in. It was the most divine, mind-numbing feeling. We had never been this close. So in sync. It was as if our bodies were one, feeling every little throb of pleasure in the slow rhythm he kept. I clenched tightly around him, my hands wrapping around his lower back, pulling him deeper into me.
He let out a throaty groan and I began trembling around him as the sound filled my ears. My fingers pressed into his skin, pulling him even closer. Wondering if he could even be deeper. In answer, he buried himself further into me before pulling out in one quick movement, and plunging back inside with urgency. He pumped faster, slapping against my budding clit.
I screamed out in pleasure as we both came to an explosive finish. Wet with his cum, he continued moving inside of me slowly as his cock twitched.
“Fuck,” he said before collapsing on to me.
We lay there breathless.
“With you living here now, I’m not sure how I’m going to help myself,” he whispered against my neck. I giggled, my back arching at the idea, pressing my breasts against his bare chest. He propped himself on his elbow and looked down at me with a serious expression.
“I’m serious, Sadie. If Ineedyou. Iwillhave you.”
I swallowed hard at the delicious thought before pulling his mouth to mine for round two.
Chapter 32
Jeremiah
“Morning,” I said from the dining room table as my eyes strode over Sadie’s pink pinstriped sleep set. It was the same one I had taken off her last night before ravaging her. While her bump has barely begun to show, her breasts have seemed to have doubled in size. It was like I needed physical restraints to keep myself from her.
“Morning,” she said sleepily, padding into the kitchen.
“Coffee is ready for you,” I called after her.
