“One night.” She pushed the words out in between his kisses. “One night and then we can be just good neighbours.”
He didn’t respond, just picking her up, waiting for her to wrap her legs around him, and then carried her through the gate to his house. His back door was unlocked, of course, a quick fumble with his hand opening the handle and taking her through, his lips peppering kisses where he could, his hands wandering as he held her.
His hard cock pressed against her through his jeans, evidence that he was feeling the same as what she was, which was a lot of fucking heat right now. The door slammed closed behind them and Jake finally placed her down onto his sofa, the one she’d admired when she’d snuck into his house and seen him in the shower.
“We have just one night?” His eyes burned into her as she lay back onto the sofa, pulling his T-shirt off over his head, then moving her hands straight to his belt.
“Just one night. Maybe the morning.” She pulled at his belt, keen to act and not think because somewhere in her brain she knew this wasn’t a good idea. This was her neighbour; they were going to be neighbours for a long time, given that neither were going anywhere. She would see him – she’d have to see him – most days.
“Best make the most of it then.” He undid the rest of his jeans himself, losing them to the floor.
His boxer briefs did nothing to disguise his erection, the one that she’d already had one close encounter with, one that she hadn’t managed to forget. Lainey brought her hand up, cupping part of its length, hearing a quiet sudden intake of breath from him.
“You’re overdressed.” Jake stepped back, folded his arms, and gave her a gaze through narrowed eyes, as if he was appraising what was in front of him. “You look pretty, but you’d be prettier with no clothes on.”
Lainey sat up, pulling off her top, trying not to care that she was wearing a bra that should’ve been thrown away a couple of years ago.
Clearly Jake didn’t care. His hand had headed south to his cock, gripping it through the thin material of his underwear and rubbing.
She bit her bottom lip, feeling heat build between her legs, need almost imploding.
“Take off the rest.”
She paused, stilling herself. “You need to ask nicely. I don’t work well with demands.”
Jake’s eyes blazed. “Pretty please, let me see you naked. Let me see those pretty tits.” He dropped his stare from her eyes to her chest, letting it linger there, unabashedly unashamed.
She’d grown up wanting to spend time with horses and live in jodhpurs and sweatshirts, so the art of the tease was never something she’d studied. Maybe that was why Hugo had needed that show-pony of a woman.
Jake didn’t seem to need that. She saw his expression darken as she slipped her hands to her back and unclasped her bra, pulling it away to expose breasts whose nipples had hardened into tight nubs.
“You’re beautiful.”
His words were gruff, almost too quiet to be audible. She didn’t respond, half shy under his gaze, however appreciative. She didn’t feel beautiful: her curves weren’t luscious, her frame boyish in comparison to her sisters and the amount of exercise she did made her look sporty, nothing like what she knew a lot of men found attractive.
But it seemed that Jake wasn’ta lot of men.
He moved swiftly, with the grace of a big cat, and she figured he was almost as dangerous. Skinny jeans were pulled off between them with no grace whatsoever, her underwear still inside them. Jake didn’t waste time, positioning her on the sofa and ignoring her attempts to take control, which she was pretty sure she liked. He pressed kisses to her stomach, then headed straight down to between her legs, taking a languid lick, his tongue then pressing into her entrance. As soon as his attention was on her clit, sucking and lapping, she felt her orgasm begin to build, her fingers weaving through his hair, pulling and pressing to encourage him where she wanted. Jake held onto her hips, her legs over his shoulders, allowing him to dictate the rhythm, bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm that she wasn’t going to be able to control.
Her cry was loud and free when she came, her body bucking against him and she had to push away the flush of embarrassment she felt at being so blatantly turned on.
He didn’t give her time to say anything, transferring his kiss to her mouth and she could tell he was deliberately making her taste herself on him, one of his hands bearing his weight, the other sliding between them to press where his tongue had just been, pushing a finger inside her, then another. He was priming her to be ready for him, and she knew that was needed.
She pushed her fingertips into the elastic top of his underwear, moving it down, shifting her hand to the front to free his cock.
“I need a condom.” Jake pushed himself off her. He stopped when he was a couple of feet away from her, roaming his eyes up and down her body. She stretched for him, wanting him to see, wanting him towant.He’d held the power while he’d gone down on her, but now this was hers to own.
He didn’t keep condoms in a handy place in his lounge. Or in his jeans pocket. He hadn’t been planning for this and when he came back into the room, she could tell he’d been rushing. When he returned, he paused again, stroking his cock, before unwrapping the condom and sliding it onto his erection, all the time watching her.
“I imagined you playing with yourself while I was gone.” He walked over to her, watching her tits, then her face, then between her legs.
She let them fall open wider, exposing herself. Jake lowered himself over her, the sofa wide enough to allow some manoeuvring. He took a nipple into his mouth and ran his tongue over it, a bolt of electricity zooming to her centre.
His hands ran over her skin, ensuring she was warmed up and ready for him, clever fingers, playing with her entrance.
“You’re so wet for me. Whatever you say, Lainey, you’re soaking for me. Just me right now.” He breathed the words as he took his attention away from her breast. “I won’t let you forget this.”
That was the problem, she realised, as his cock breached her opening, giving her enough time to get used to his size before he entered her further. She wasn’t going to forget it.
