“Your mouth is perfect,” I said, picking her up and carrying her to her bedroom. She wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding against me, and my limbs almost shook with need.
“Jonah,” she said, her face open and filled withlove?Her lips remained parted, her expression reflecting exactly what I was feeling inside, but nothing came out.
I set her on her bed carefully and kissed down her jawline, over her collarbone, and bit down. She moaned and placed her hands under my shirt, digging her nails into my stomach.
Her touch lit my goddamn soul on fire.
There was no way I could walk away from her. None.
I had to prove to her this could work, and that would start right now, showing her how amazing we were together. Because we were good enough to risk telling my teammate, a senior on the team. I had to get her to agree too… but what if she didn’t? What if she wanted to end it like we planned? God, could I handle that?
Sharing our space together? Smelling her floral scent and hearing her laugh with someone else?
No. I couldn’t.
Thinking about this being our last week together made my chest hurt, and I kissed her harder, needing her touch to reassure me. She had to be into this… I didn’t know what I would do if she wasn’t.
21
Ryann
My body seemed to hum with pleasure wherever Jonah put his lips. My neck tingled as he grazed the sensitive area with his teeth and tongue. He pulled the hem of my shirt up with his strong yet gentle fingers. I sucked in a breath when he cupped my breasts, tracing the outline of my nipples over the lacy fabric, and I squirmed with need.
“Mm,” he said. The syllable coming from him felt hotter than any compliment I’d received. From him, it meant more.
“Take it off,” I demanded, the inferno roaring through my body wanting everything faster, quicker, harder. My pulse pounded between my legs, and the firmness of his body weighed me down in the best way. “Please,” I begged.
“No,” he whispered, moving his mouth down to the center of my chest and biting my nipple over my clothes. “Slow, Ry. I want to go slow.”
My heart skipped a damn beat when he said that, and his brown eyes filled with warmth as he stared at me. His hard length digging into my thigh was the only sign he was even remotely as turned on as me.
He waited a beat, his gaze caressing my face with an entirely new expression. My hormones messed with my mind, because there was no way he was looking at me withlove.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he said, sliding down my body and making no moves to remove my clothes. He touched and teased every part of my exposed skin. His tenderness caused my insides to feel warm and I wanted this to last. He traced his fingers up and down my arms, over the part of my stomach that showed when my shirt rode up, and he even teased the belly button ring there. “This drives meinsane,by the way. This little ring.”
“Yeah?” I said, breathless and needy and terrified out of my mind. Would this be the last time we do this? Was his reason for going slow because the season started Friday, and this was it? Panic clawed its way past the aggressive urge to touch him, and my throat got tight.This can’t be it.
“You have no idea,” he said, bending down and flicking the ring with his tongue. He swirled his warm mouth around the ring so many times I lost count. My panties were absolutely destroyed, and we hadn’t even gotten past first base. “Mm,” he moaned again, moving over my shorts and to my thighs where he continued his slow caress all the way to my feet.
I writhed with need. Each stroke of his finger over the bottom of my foot, around my calf, or behind my knee sent a lightning bolt of desire straight to my core. My orgasm wouldn’t take long, and even now, it lingered in the background. “Jonah, I need…”
He slid a finger into my shorts, teasing the outside of my panties as he arched a brow. “What do you want?”
“For you to touch me.”
“I am.” His wicked grin sent a thrill through me when he slid the material to the side, only to let it snap back in place. “I like seeing you needy for me.”
“Damn it, Jonah.” I arched my hips up toward him, seconds away from bringing my own hand down there before hefinallygripped the edge of my shirt and tugged it off me. I let out a shuddering breath when his gaze zeroed in on my bra.
He slid the strap off my shoulder, letting his fingers follow the movement until he repeated the process with the other. I gasped when he yanked the cups down. The cold air tickled my pebbled nipples, but the chill didn’t last long. He pinched each one, sending a spark of lust all the way to my toes. “You like this, huh?”
“God, yes,” I covered his hands with mine and made him squeeze me harder. His eyes lit up and his mouth became slack as we pleasured my breasts together. It was so damn hot.
He growled in protest when I let go, and he bent down, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking ithard.So hard. It was wet and warm and drove me crazy with a frenzied need. He bit down and teased the tip to the point I cried out, but it only made him go slower.
“Jonah,” I begged again, yanking his shirt over his shoulders. He released his mouth on me for a second, removed his shirt, and blessed me with his impressive chest. I clawed at it, unable to fulfill this growing desire inside of me. He finally broke.
I reveled in making the focused, intense Jonah Daniels struggle with control.
