“You’re hokey, I swear.” I giggle, reaching out to touch his face. I massage his forehead and cheekbones. “Is this helping?” I ask.
“You tell me,” He presses his lips together with a smile. I kiss him gently in response. “What was that for?”
“For completing your facial yoga session for today,” I laugh again, and he returns to me with a kiss, my laugh silenced in my throat. I wrap my hands around his body, climbing into his lap. I mold into his chest, pressing kisses into his neck. Jae’s hands slide up the back of my dress, his warm hands flat on my back, the skirt pooling around my waist.
I pull back, looking deeply into his eyes.
“Thank you for breaking and entering into my apartment.”
“You make it sound like what I did was a crime!”
“It’s a crime you’re not kissing me right now,” I sigh, silenced with a kiss. His kisses are adorned with lucious licks and tastes of his tongue. The heat growing in my belly is no joke, and I feel feverish on top of Jae. I instinctively grind my hips against his, and he pushes back.
“Riley,” Jae whispers. “Can I touch you more?”
I nod swiftly, and Jae unhooks my bra underneath my dress, his fingers trailing to my front, squeezing and pushing up my right breast. He groans, and closes his eyes. I undo the front buttons of my dress, and shrug it off my shoulders.
Jae pulls down my bra, and sucks my nipple into his mouth. I gasp at the graze of his teeth on my skin. His bite is tender but hungry, his left hand squeezing and pinching my other nipple.My thin silk panties can’t take how wet I’m getting, and I’m sure Jae can feel how hot and wet I am on his bare leg.
“Where, love?” Jae asks.
“Here,” I move his hand down to graze my clitoris. “Or here,” I move his fingers to my entrance.
I’m so wound up, and so tight, I’m gutted when he slides a finger in. When I release an astonished gasp, he slides the second one in and curls up. I grasp at his shirt while he plunges in and out of me.
Fuck.
“Jae!” I exclaim, pawing at his chest and back while he massages me. I’m torn up and tender. My toes curl as he continues, I haven’t been touched like this in…in ages. I can’t think straight. It doesn’t take much to get me to the edge. My wetness drenches his hand, and I’m climbing him like a grapevine. I tense around his fingers and squeeze. “I’m?—”
“Come for me, love,” Jae whispers into my neck, rocking his hand into me.
I squeeze, and then let go with a small scream. Fuck, again.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask him, my breath hot and heavy against his neck.
“In my pants.” He sets me aside, and I immediately miss his heat. He’s back in a heartbeat though and tearing the wrapper open with ease. I lay back on the couch.
“Do you want to put it on?”
I gingerly take the latex in my hand. He kicks his pants off, and I roll it on him carefully.It’s been a while since I had to do this.Touching him is like torture when I want him inside of me.
He brings his head and body forward and comes down onto his elbows above me and I am nearly flattened in the best possible way. The tip of him presses at my entrance and I writhe under his weight.
He pushes, pushes into me gently, our voices collectively groaning as he does.
“If you need to stop, just tell me, love.” Jae’s voice is harried and urgent.
“I will. Keep going.”
He gives a gentle, timid thrust and I want to tell himmore.
It’s like he knew what I was thinking when he hikes my leg up with his right hand, bending my knee. He thrusts again and I quite literally see stars.
“It’s been so long, Jae,” I am already out of breath. “You feel so good.”
“Don’t talk, love, if you don’t have to,” he whispers into my neck, and I swivel my hips to meet his thrusts, but he’s justso heavyI can barely move underneath his weight. I don’t say a word. “You are such a good girl.”
As our bodies blend together, the lines between me and him are the same. Jae hits a point in me that I never felt before and when he hits it over and over I can’t help but unravel like a ball of string down a hill.
