He gently takes my face in his hand, stroking my cheek with his thumb. “That’s because you haven’t been with me. When you’re with the person you’re meant to be with, everything is heightened. It all clicks into place.” He kisses my forehead, and then peppers kisses down my jawline. “As much as I want to take you into my bedroom and devour every inch of your body, I’m not going to fuck you tonight. We’re going to take this slow. Make our first time together worth the wait. Instead, tonight is going to be all about me eliciting as much pleasure from yourbody as possible… And I won’t even need to get you naked to make you come.”
My jaw drops. Excuse me? What? Did he just? How is that even possible? Is he some sexual savant? Shit. Am I falling for a man who’d be a gold medalist if giving orgasms were an Olympic sport?
“Oh, really. Why don’t you…” My phone rings obnoxiously with my mom’s ringtone, pouring cold water over us.
Jake groans. “I’m probably going to hate myself later, but you should answer it. She won’t stop calling until you do.”
I groan. “I know. Her timing is the literal worst.” I reach over to the end table, where I dropped my purse earlier, and pull out my phone.
“Hey, Mom. What do you need?”
“Are you coming home soon? I can see you’re back; Jake’s truck is parked in his driveway.”
Great. She’s resorted to stalking me. It’s like high school and college all over again.
“I should be home in twenty minutes or so. Jake and I were just talking. Did you need something?”
Jake’s eyebrows arch, and a wicked grin slides across his face as he leans in closely to my other ear. “Talking? Is that what you think we were doing? I’ll show you talking,” he murmurs.
Jake drops to his knees in front of me, sliding his hands up my thighs as my mom prattles on about what happened in the movie she watched tonight.
“What are you doing?” I mouth to Jake.
Without saying a word, he winks at me as his head disappears under my dress.
He cannot be serious.I’m on the phone with my mom. He wouldn’t dare.
I gasp when the heat of his mouth presses against my core.
Oh. My Fucking. God.He’s going to do this right now.
“Mom, can we talk about this later?” I ask, stammering as Jake runs his tongue and fingertips up and down my inner thighs, slowly stroking my panty-covered pussy.
“I guess. I thought you’d want to hear about the movie,” she says exasperatedly.
“Definitely do. As soon as I get home, in a little bit,” I reply, clenching his head between my thighs as tension builds in my body that I can’t explain. Every inch of me is on fire.
“Okay, Katherine. See you soon,” my mom says before hanging up.
I drop my phone, arching into the couch. “What are you doing?”
“Fulfilling my promise,” he murmurs against my pussy. For the next few minutes, he strokes my center through my drenched panties, running his tongue along my inner thigh and over my sensitive core. Never once removing my clothes. Determined to show me how much pleasure he can elicit from my body.
“Fuck,” I moan, arching my back farther, desperate to get closer to his mouth and hands. “Oh my God, Jake. This feels?—”
A wave of indescribable pleasure explodes within me. Everything goes black for a second as twinkling specks float in my vision, leaving me devoid of all logical thought. Unable to utter a single word. Consumed by the new sensations spiraling through every inch of my body.
“Holy fuck,” I pant, slowly coming to my senses. “What was that?”
Jake pops his head out from under my dress with a gorgeous grin before standing and pulling me to his chest. “Me proving a point. How easy it is to make you come without taking off any of your clothes.” His mouth crashes onto mine, kissing me with an abundance of passion while helping me stay upright as my legscontinue to shake. “Just wait until you see what I can do when you’re naked.”
forty-six
“Tell me everything.I’ve been dying for details. The short texts you’ve sent are nowhere near enough,” Chelsi says over the phone as I peruse my closet for an outfit to wear on my first official date with Jake tonight.
“We’re basically acting like teenagers whenever we have a moment alone.” I sigh, rejecting another sweater option. “The reprieve I had at work was short-lived and only lasted for a weekend. I’ve had early mornings and late nights all week, which has made it nearly impossible for Jake and me to have any quality time together.”
“What does that mean?”
