“I mean, Icouldinvite him but honestly, I think having your brother on our first date would make things a little awkward.”
“You know what I mean,” I giggle.
He chuckles and kisses the top of my head. “We can handle Harry however you want, baby. But just so you know, your brother has no say in who I do or do not sleep with. And he sure as Hell doesn’t have a say in who you get to sleep with.”
“I know that. I just don’t want to,” I hesitate, “disappoint him.”
“Why do you think this would disappoint him?” he questions, not sounding hurt, just curious.
“Because Ialwaysdisappoint him.”
“That’s not true.”
“Still, I think maybe it’s best that we don’t say anything right now.”
“Sure thing, little elf.” He kisses my hair again. “We should probably get up.”
“Probably,” I groan.
“But first,” he rolls so I’m on my back and he is on top of me. “Breakfast.”
He plants a quick kiss on my lips before moving down my body, pulling my shorts down my legs and discarding them. Anticipation coils in my belly as I feel his hot breaths against my centre. He plants a wet, open-mouthed kiss to my pussy. The moment he touches me, my veins fill with fire and my uterus skips a beat. Using his thumbs, he parts my folds and delicately traces his tongue around my entrance, up to my clit but doesn’t touch the sensitive nub, choosing to tease me by circling the area I want his attention.
“Jake,” I whine, sliding my fingers into his thick hair and pressing him further into me.
I can feel his chuckle against me and it has me wiggling needily. “Oh, little elf, you’re so easy to tease.”
“I don’t want to be teased,” I complain, grinding myself against his beard andoh sweet figgy puddingthat feels good.
He grabs my hips with bruising force, stilling me and unwanted self-consciousness hits me right in the chest as his fingers dig into too much flesh. I do not have visible hip bones even in a lying down position. “Patience, Nel.” He smirks up at me over my belly from between my legs before frowning at whatever he sees on my face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I say quickly, looking up to the ceiling so he can no longer read my face.
But he’s not giving up. “Nel, what’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry I don’t have a great body like you.” My cheeks are on fire, tears burning at the back of my eyes and I hate myself for it. I’ve worked hard to embrace and love the body I have; I was confident enough with my last boyfriend, but Jake has been the epitome of perfection in my mind for so long that I’m certain I don’t stack up.
“You don’t have a what?” He rears back like I’ve just said something offensive.
“Oh, God,” I moan, covering my face with my hands. I have just ruined what was promising to be a very good moment.
I feel the bed dip and move as he climbs back over me and he uses his face to nudge my hands away. As soon as he has access, he claims my mouth, kissing me with slow and deliberate movements. The baseball bat in his boxers grinds against my bare pussy, making me forget my own thoughts.
“What in the ever-loving fuck made you think that I wasn’t completely in awe of your body?”
“I don’t look like you,” I say lamely.
His smile makes me blush again. “Well, that’s a good thing, because facial hair and hanging fruit don’t really do it for me.”
I try to glare at him but my mouth quirks up involuntarily. “You know what I mean.”
“No, I don’t. Explain it to me, Nel.”
“Eurgh, Jake. Come on, don’t make me say it.” He just stares at me expectantly. “How many girls have you been with who need the seatbelt extender on the aeroplane?”
He sighs heavily and lets his head drop to my shoulder as though trying to hide his frustration. “Nel, it doesn’t matter who I have or haven’t been with in the past. All that matters is that I want you. I have for a long time, and I don’t see that changing any time soon.” Rolling his hips, he works the length of him along my sex and I gasp at the welcome friction. “I happen to think your body is hot as Hell.” Another grind of his hips and I’m panting. I lift my legs and wrap them around his hips, using my heels to push his underwear off his arse and down his legs. “Your body does things to me, Nel.” His voice seems to have dropped an octave and his bare cock rubs along my lower lips. “I want to leave my mark on every inch of you. I want toworshipevery inch of you. The more inches, the more there is to fucking worship.”
My heart hammers and my tears make an appearance but not for the same reason. This man is perfect. “Jake, I need you inside me.”
