Holy fuck. This woman is perfect.
She moaned when I sucked the other nipple into my mouth, her breathing already growing choppy. My body lit up like someone had thrown a stick of dynamite at me. Instantly, I was rock hard all over again, practically mewling when I ran my hand from her breast to her pussy.
“Already so wet for me,” I murmured without lifting my mouth away from hers. “What do you want, baby? Tell me.”
She stilled underneath me, only her hips rocking ever so slightly, like she couldn’t keep them from doing it. “You, Jesse. Just you.”
That hadn’t really been the question, but while she was definitely loud, she wasn’t particularly verbal.It’s okay, though. We’ll get there.
Something—or potentially past experiences withsomeone—seemed to be making her hold back. “Whatever you want, you can always tell me, Jacqueline. It doesn’t matter what it is, you can have it. I’ll never judge you for it either.”
She muttered something incomprehensible, her lips parted as her hips kept rocking, grinding herself against my hand. Her eyes were shut, a furrow already forming on her brow.Shit, she’s gorgeous like this. So fucking sexy.
I tensed when I felt one of her arms moving, wondering for just a second if she was going to push me away, but instead, she wrapped a hand around my shaft and I nearly lost it right there.Without a word, she started stroking me, matching the pace I was setting on her.
Deciding that meant this was what she wanted right now, I kissed her again, my hand moving in time with hers. “God, Jacque. You’re so good at this. At everything, actually.”
Both of her eyes suddenly opened, her movements not stopping even as I saw genuine surprise registering on her features. “Really?”
“Yeah. Really.” I swallowed hard, already praying to the gods of stamina to give me at least another minute, but I was already getting close. Too close to reassure her right now.
She picked up her pace and I groaned, my heart hammering in my ears as I mirrored her. Her breathing changed, suddenly shallow and fast, and my muscles tensed. Her free hand flew to my shoulder, her body starting to tremble under mine.
At the pinch of her nails digging into my skin, I felt the base of my spine ignite. “Shit, Jacque. Fuck.”
She let out a long moan in response, her hips bucking just a few more times before she was screaming my name. I let go the second she did, unable to hold back when I could feel her, smell her, and see her features contort when her lips stilled under mine.
In the aftermath, we both collapsed back, but her head landed on my shoulder and my arm closed around her possessively. I was still catching my breath when my phone rang on the nightstand.
Jacqueline didn’t move, warm and curled up against me, her breathing remaining as even as it’d begun getting just a minute ago.Worst timing ever.
I dragged a hand over my face, but I carefully untangled myself from her before whoever was so desperate to talk to me woke her up. She made a soft sound and shifted but kept dozing as I grabbed my phone and silenced the ringer.
One glance at my screen let me know that I was going to have to actually take this.Alex.
I slid out of bed and walked naked to her living room, answering once I was probably safely out of earshot but keeping my voice down just in case. “Yeah? What is it and can it wait until later?”
There was a pause on the other end before he sighed. “Yeah, it probably could’ve. Sorry. I didn’t realize it was still so early. Cameron’s been up for at least an hour. Maybe more.”
I exhaled slowly, some of my irritation with him immediately melting away. “Well, if it’s Cameron’s fault, I’ll forgive you. What’s up?”
“I just wanted to say thank you.”
I stopped walking so fast, anyone watching might’ve thought I’d forgotten how to do it mid-stride. “Excuse me?”
“I saidthank you,” Alex repeated slowly, like it physically pained him to have to say those words. “For being the distraction we needed to keep public pressure off Zach. You really stepped up and it’s working.”
“It is?”
I knew the press had had a field day with us in Hawaii, but I’d been too distracted to keep up with what they were saying. Plus, I hadn’t really wanted to look at pictures of her because I’d been trying to forget how attracted I was to her, not reminded of the face I’d been struggling to keep out of my dirty dreams.
“Yes, it is,” Alex said. “Everyone is very interested in your relationship right now. Fake or not, it’s keeping their focus.”
“Why would you think it’s fake?” I asked innocently. “Jacqueline is?—”
“Not your on and off girlfriend of the last few years,” he finished for me. “Regardless of what you said at the dinner, I have been paying enough attention to you for enough years to know that story isn’t true.”
I sighed but glanced back at the bedroom without meaning to. The bedroom where my fake girlfriend was currently asleep after yet another round of spectacular orgasms.Yeah. About that. I’m not so sure it’s fake anymore, but hey.
