Honestly, I didn’t mind him being smug about this. I certainly would have been if I was him. He truly was magnificent, his pubic hair neatly trimmed and packing the kind of heat that explained why he radiated thatBig Dick Energyso clearly.
Once he’d rolled the condom on, he sat down on the bed and scooted up until his back was leaning against the headboard. Then he extended a hand to me. “Come here.”
I rose on legs that were still shaky and laughed when he tugged me into him. Kissing me again, he wrapped an arm around my hips and dragged me up, helping me move one leg over his lap so I was straddling him.
My mouth didn’t leave his as he lifted me into position, but as soon as I felt him nudge at my entrance, I finally pulled away to look into those blue eyes. His head dropped back, his lids heavy. His chest was flushed, rising and falling fast, and I moaned as he pushed in.
Sliding against every sensitive part inside, he didn’t give me time to adjust before he started moving, his hips rocking almost like he couldn’t help himself. I matched his pace, quickly falling into the mesmerizing rhythm he was setting.
One of his hands slid into my hair again, gripping it hard as he thrust into me from below. I leaned into his touch, my fingers curling around his shoulders, and I moved with him. I felt my fingernails digging into him, but when I started pulling back, he shook his head.
“No, you’re good,” he ground out, holding me firmly in place. “Shit, Jacque. You feel too good.”
I moaned in response, most of the way out of my mind at the sensation of having him inside me. Somehow, he hit me everywhere all at once and it wasn’t long at all before I felt another orgasm brewing.
“Jesse,” I whimpered, a sound I’d never made before. “Oh God, don’t stop.”
His response was to use his grip on my hair to bring my mouth crashing back down to his. He kissed me hard, but it was sloppier now, his own muscles tensing along with mine. Neither of us said anything as we chased our respective releases, finally going over the edge together and only breaking apart to push our foreheads together right at the very end.
CHAPTER 23
JESSE
Icould get used to this, lying in bed with Jacqueline. The sex had blown my mind, but the afterglow wasn’t half bad either.
We were both still naked, tangled in her sheets, each with a cup of coffee on the nightstand. Soft, early morning light was filtering in through her windows, still a little gray after last night’s rain, but with the sound of her laughter in my ears first thing in the morning, I wasn’t about to complain even if there was another storm rolling in.
“You didnotask an A-list actor to take a picture of you with some snowboarder,” she said, swatting my shoulder from where she was leaning on her pillows. Those golden eyes were sparkling and relaxed, one of her legs draped over my thighs. “I don’t buy that for a second.”
“It was a really good snowboarder and it was right after the X-Games,” I replied with a shrug, bringing a hand up to my chest to cross my heart. “The guy is a legend. Who cares about an actor when you’ve got an athlete likethatat the same party?”
She chuckled, her head shaking slightly and the expression on her face soft all of a sudden. “You really are something else. Do you know that?”
“I’ve been told. People usually just don’t mean it in a good way.” I smiled, leaning over to brush some of her tousled hair behind her ear. “Who knew it could be so much fun getting naked with someone you’ve become friends with?”
She laughed. “I think most people know that.”
I widened my eyes dramatically. “Are you sure? That doesn’t seem right.”
“Well, it wouldn’t, Mr.If It Moves, I’ll Shag It.”
“That’s not true.” I dragged my fingertips along her jaw, then lower down. “The only person I’m interested inshaggingright now is you, and you’re not moving at all.”
“I could be.”
“Damn right.” I grabbed her hips and tugged her down, then kissed her until she looped an arm around my neck to pull me closer.
I didn’t know how long this particular phase would last, but now that I’d shattered the boundaries of our fake relationship, I was insatiable. Hell, just last night, seeing her in that dress had nearly driven me crazy. Seeing her in it and knowing I’d never get to take it off with my teeth? Torture. Pure, undiluted fucking torture.
I felt her smile against my lips, and I groaned and kissed her harder, rolling closer until my chest was fused to hers. One of my hands skated up and into her hair, the other gliding down to her hip.
“You cannot actually be serious about this,” she murmured between kisses, her voice already husky again. “We haven’t even finished our first cups of coffee yet and we went to get them straight after the last round.”
“Who needs caffeine when I could be having you?”
I meant it, too. Jacqueline had become like an addiction to me. The way she tasted. The sounds she made. How sheresponded to absolutely everything. I couldn’t get enough of any of it.
Licking a line around one of her nipples, I tugged the sheet she’d been using to cover her chest all the way down and cupped the other breast in my hand. I’d realized very quickly that she wasn’t one of those delicate flowers in bed, and when I pinched her nipple, the shudder that ran through her confirmed it all over again.
