Jake pulled her underwear and leggings back up, helping to put her back together before meeting her dazed expression with a contented smile.
“You taste sweeter than pie.”
Her knees felt weak, and if it hadn’t been for the building holding her up, she would have fallen over.
Jake stood up, wincing as he palmed his very obvious erection.
“Do you want me to…?”
“No, Kitten. When you choke on my cock, I don’t want it to be quiet.”
Her lips parted as she felt a flood of arousal at his words.
Holy fuck.
How did she not know how much of a dirty mouth Jake had on him?
His hand tugged her closer to him, tilting her chin up with a finger. The street lamp glowed behind him, which shrouded his face in darkness. He should look scary, menacing even, but she’d never felt safer than she did right now. With his head bent down, she gripped his strong shoulders, meeting his lips with hers. She tasted herself on his lips, which should have felt wrong or dirty—but she had never been more turned on, knowing what he’d done to get her taste all over himself.
“Come on. Let’s get out of here.” Jake held her hand as he led her away.
She knew in her heart, with absolute certainty, she would follow him, wherever he went.
Twenty-Six
JAKE
Icould die right here, right now, and be a happy man.
He certainly would never forget, for as long as he lived, how Gia looked when she’d unraveled for him beneath the moonlight. She was exquisite. No, that wasn’t the right word. No words in his vocabulary could adequately describe the sight of her and what she did to him.
She was a goddess reclaiming her power while he knelt, awestruck and helpless, at her feet. With her head thrown back, the smooth column of her throat exposed, her cheeks flushed with pleasure, she’d reveled in her climax. Had he not been so focused on his task of making her come, Jake would have loved to sit back and watch, but as it was, her muffled moans and gasps beneath his palm had nearly been his undoing.
With the hint of a self-satisfied smirk on his face, the taste of her sweet cunt still lingering on his lips, Jake steered a dazed Gia through the dissipating crowd to the neon glow of theExitsign. He returned greetings to the gawking crowd with a hand resting securely on Gia’s lower back as they went. It wouldn’t take a genius to guess something had happened between them.
Once the noises of the fair had faded to a dull roar, he tucked Gia into his side, his heart skipping when she leaned into histouch with her arms snaking around his waist. They walked side by side with her face buried in his chest, her trusting him to lead the way home.
Except he kept walking past The Lotus. And then past the street where her parents lived. She’d glanced up briefly to take a peek at her surroundings, but only offered him a tight squeeze with her arms.
Good girl.
Tonight would change everything.
The certainty settled deep in his bones. There would be no turning back for them after this.
At the end of Main Street, they veered to the left, taking the side street that led to his lake house. Though it was much cooler than it had been when he’d left earlier, the shiver racing down his spine had more to do with anticipation than the weather.
They walked past his neighbors’ houses until they neared his at the end of the strip. Marley had left the porch light on. There were no other lights inside that he could see from the street. Jake guessed Marley was fast asleep by now. He wondered how the feral cat was doing.
The screen door squawked as he gently pulled it open, then he turned to Gia with a finger to his lips to be quiet. He didn’t want to wake Marley up or scare her.
He felt silly, sneaking into his own house like a teenager trying to sneak a crush into his bedroom. Except this was something he’d never done before. The one time Gia had been at his house was the last time he’d seen her. Having Gia in his bedroom again filled him with a strange giddiness, because this time, his home was free from depressing memories. If he had it his way, he’d never let her leave his house without first splashing every single wall with her laughter. Or, better yet, her moans.
But tonight he’d have to settle for having her in his room.
The front door clicked shut behind him. He toed off his shoes and grabbed Gia’s hand as he led her down the darkened hallway. On his right, he noticed the soft glow of a light in the living room.
Gia peeked around his body to see what had stopped him. “Is that Marley?”
