Olivia wanted to tell him he had to do all of the cooking from now on, but held back. That line was loaded with an assumed future and expectations he may not be ready for just yet.
“Well, since you’re cooking, I’ll set the table.”
Forcing herself to move away from his delectable body, Olivia got their plates and silverware ready. She’d just opened a cabinet and was reaching up for two wine glasses when she felt his arms around her, pulling her back against his chest.
Jake’s warm lips kissed the sensitive area just behind her ear. Smiling, Olivia closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side to give him better access.
“Better not start something you can’t finish,” she teased.
“Oh, there’s no doubt I’ll finish”—his stubble brushed her skin, sending waves of goose bumps spreading from head to toe—“but I’ll make sure you go first.”
Jake spun her around quickly, his words and the sudden movement causing her breath to catch. Her hands flew up to his shoulders, but the strong arms encircling her waist kept her steady.
Jake leaned in but didn’t kiss her. Instead, he spoke in that panty-dropping voice again.
“You burn me alive with your touch, Liv.” His lips brushed along her jawline. “You start a fire in me that I never want to put out.”
Oh. My. God.Olivia was starting to wonder if too much pleasure could be lethal.
She tilted her head again, moaning as his open mouth landed on the place where her neck and shoulder met. His tongue darted out, and he licked her there before gently nibbling the delicate skin.
Olivia gasped, and felt his lips curve against her soft skin.Damn him.He knew he was teasing her, and she was incapable of hiding just how much she was enjoying it.
Reaching up, her fingers pulled on his hair. Even from behind the denim barrier of his jeans, Olivia could feel his cock twitch against her belly. His body’s reaction to her was intoxicating, causing her sex to clench with anticipation.
“W-what about the food?” she murmured, eyeing the stove. She smiled when she saw the burners already turned off.
Jake lifted his head, his lips barely brushing her ear as he spoke.
“The food can wait, baby.” He took her small lobe gently between his teeth. “I can’t.”
His words demolished her control. Olivia attacked with vigor, her mouth slamming roughly into his. Their tongues collided, twisting and thrusting violently.
Olivia was wild and crazy, and within seconds, they were in her living room, a trail of clothing scattered on the floor behind them. Thank God, she didn’t have neighbors.
Standing in front of Jake, his back to her couch, Olivia used both hands to push against him. He could have easily stood his ground, but he let her take the lead and allowed his body to fall back.
A naked woman on a mission, Olivia quickly straddled him, lifting herself up just enough to be able to wrap her hands around his throbbing shaft. She started to position him at her entrance and then...
“Wait!”
That one word stopped her cold. Olivia looked down Jake, wondering why he was putting a halt to things.
“Condom,” he ground out.
Oh. That.
“I’m on the pill,” she blurted, more than ready to get the show on the road. “I, uh, got on it shortly after we got back. I was thinking that if we...well, anyway. I’ve been on it for almost two months, and I haven’t been with anyone besides you in over two years. We all had to be tested before we left for Toamasina, so I know I’m clean.”
His cock got impossibly harder in her hands. Excitement filled his eyes, and Jake looked up at her like a kid who’d just been offered his favorite toy.
“Homeland makes us test every six months. I hadn’t been with anyone else for a long time before you, and there’s been no one since. I swear on my life, I’m clean Olivia.”
Smiling back at him, Olivia repositioned the head and sank down slowly. Very. Slowly.
****
“Ah,fuck,” Jake croaked out as his dick slid into Olivia’s tight sheath.
