Chapter nine
Thedancershadallvanished, though the music still played softly. She strode through the house, on a mission to be sure they weren’t disturbed. Matt was still outside with the last of the guests, but she checked the main rooms of the house just to be sure no one else had lingered. Satisfied they would have privacy, she made her way upstairs.
The hallway was dark as she crept into her old bedroom. The full-size mattress would be a tight squeeze with Jake’s big frame, but she was confident they could make it work. She flipped the overhead light out, but left the small lamp on her nightstand on. No sense in alerting anyone they were awake.
Crap. What underwear was she wearing? Should she strip now, or when he gets upstairs?
Thankfully Jake didn’t leave her to think too long. He slipped through the open door, his gaze locked on her. “Olivia.”
She went to him, reaching behind him and shutting the door. She twisted the knob to engage the lock, then ran her hands up his biceps to the back of his neck. “Wanna pick up where we left off?”
He groaned. “I was trying to tell you outside that I wasn’t planning on this. I might have a condom in my wallet, but I didn’t pack any in my bag.”
“You didn’t check?”
He dug into his back pocket. “Right, I’m going to check my wallet for a condom in front of your brother and a bunch of male cousins. Do I look like I have a death wish?” Producing the wallet, he flipped through it, and held up a foil packet. “Are you sure about this? I promised to only be your buffer.”
“Well, I didn’t promiseyouno funny business, now did I?” She tossed the condom on the nightstand and then pulled him down to her. “I want this. If you want it too, kiss me again.”
“Olivia …” Her name was a husky whisper as he ravaged her mouth, every stroke of his tongue fanning the flames inside her. His hands cupped her ass and pressed her into him, and she could feel his cock harden against her stomach. They were wearing too many clothes. She pulled his Huskers hoodie off and moaned when his hands slid up her t-shirt. He stroked her nipples through her bra, turning them into hard peaks before he pulled her shirt up over her head. Then his lips traced her jaw, up to her ear, and down her neck. Licking fire along her collarbone, he then laid kisses across the swell of her breasts above her bra. She tugged on his shirt. Taking the hint, Jake grasped the back of the neck and pulled it off one-handed, then turned his attention back to her. Falling to his knees, he kissed a line down her stomach to her jeans, then he unbuttoned them oh so slowly, and slid his hands over her hips to push them down. Looking down on him like that made her feel like a goddess being worshipped.
She stepped out of her jeans, and reached for the clasp of her bra. His hands stopped her.
“Allow me,” he whispered.
He kissed her shoulder as he slipped the strap down, then repeated it on the other shoulder. Back on his knees, he was eye-level with her breasts as he reached around her back to unhook her bra. He groaned as the fabric fell away and revealed them. She’d never had such areverentlover. Most guys treated her tiny breasts as a means to an end. Jake treated them like their own event. He massaged the left one with his hand, while his lips swirled kisses around in a spiral toward her right nipple. She dug her fingers into his hair as he spun her higher, his tongue lapping at one peak, flicking it while his hand rolled her other nipple under his thumb. Good God, she could come from this alone.
She whimpered when his mouth moved to her other breast, but his hands slid down over her stomach and yanked her panties down. He slid the tip of one finger through her folds, smearing her juices around her clit.
He broke his tongue’s work on her nipple for only a moment. “You’re so wet.”
She dug her nails into his scalp. “Please.”
“Please what?”
She met his gaze, hazy with lust, the scent of her musk filling the air. She could barely form the words. “Fuck me with your hand.”
Two long thick fingers slowly thrust in and out of her while his thumb drew circles on her clit. His mouth returned to her nipple, flicking and sucking while her knees started to give out. She dug her hands into his shoulders trying to keep her balance. Then his arm wrapped around her hips just as her knees started to buckle. Her breath came in gasps as her whole body thrummed with pleasure.
Then his thumb flicked her clit as his fingers curled and pressed her G-spot, and sheshattered. She had to cover her mouth to silence her cries. Jake slowed his ministrations as she came down, then lifted her trembling body and carried her over to the bed.
Gently laying her down, he shucked his jeans and black boxer briefs, then crawled over to cradle her in his arms. Still dazed from the best orgasm ever, Olivia couldn’t quite read the look on his face before he was laying languid kisses on her mouth.
She reached down and stroked his cock, and he broke their kiss with a groan. Now he was the one gasping, in her ear no less.
“I don’t want you to stop, but if you keep that up, we’ll never get to the main event.” He lifted himself over her, sliding his cock from her hand. “And Ireallywant to fuck that pussy.”
Olivia reached over and grabbed the foil packet, opening it with her teeth. Jake took it from her and slid the condom over his length, then bent over her once more and positioned the tip at her entrance.
“If we were alone, I’d be making you come on my face too. But I don’t want to wake your family.”
Why would he tell her this? Did he want a repeat? Olivia didn’t have time to ponder the significance before he slid into her core. Oh God. He pressed into her slowly, stretching her so deliciously. Once he was fully seated, he paused a moment to give her a chance to adjust, then he was pulling out and slamming back in. Hard. Slow. Like he had all the time in the world.
Like they were made for each other.
She dug her nails into his shoulders as a moan escaped her, and he quickly covered her mouth with his own. Lifting her hips, she met him thrust for thrust. Her orgasm built again, spiraling higher with every thrust. Faster. She needed him to go faster.
As if he could read her mind, Jake’s thrusts grew quicker. She moaned her approval into his mouth. Faster and faster the sensation built as he pounded his cock into her pussy, his thrusts becoming erratic. Then white-hot heat exploded in a rainbow of fireworks behind her eyes. She quivered under him as it was his turn to groan into her mouth, with one, two, three final thrusts, before he released her.
