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his hands, but trying hard to be
patient.
    Faith moaned again, her back arching off the
bed. Jake moved his tongue faster, kissed her, suckled – didn’t stop even when
she reached down to grab a fistful of his hair, body rigid and then soft, like
she’d turned to marshmallow.
    “Jake,” she whispered, eyes shut even though
she was saying his name and smiling.
    He didn’t answer, just took his chance to flip
her onto her stomach, to press himself against her, every inch of him.
    Faith turned her face to the side, eyes
suddenly open, but Jake wasn’t going slow now. Now he needed to have his wicked way with
her.
    “You haven’t told me to stop yet,” he whispered
in her ear, leaning down to kiss her.
    When her tongue slipped inside his mouth he
took hold of her hands, holding her in place.
    Faith gave a half-hearted struggle before
surrendering. “Maybe I’ve liked what you’ve been doing.”
    That was all Jake needed to be pushed to the
edge. He couldn’t wait any longer. He rolled away to fumble in his bedside
dresser for protection.
    Faith gasped as Jake thrust inside her. He
wasn’t going slow , not anymore, and she didn’t want
him to. He slid inside her fast, still holding her down, making her spasm with
pleasure all over again. She could feel her orgasm building, a slow, burning
heat inside her.
    Jake was moving faster now and she loved the
weight of him behind her, on top of her, his hot breath in her hair as he
thrust. But no matter how much she was enjoying it, the heat and sweat of Jake
making love to her, she wanted to see him. Wanted to watch what he was doing to
her and look into his eyes.
    “Stop.” The word came out as more of a pant than a
sharp command, but he still stopped.
    Jake ran a hand down her spine as he pulled
back, and she saw confusion in his gaze when she looked over her shoulder.
    “On your back,” she told him, staring straight
into his eyes as she turned over.
    Jake’s eyes flashed with heat again, all hint
of confusion gone as he obeyed her.
    “You’re the boss,” he said, moving to lie back
on the bed and putting his hands behind his head.
    Faith climbed aboard, her thighs on either side
of his thickly muscled legs. She ran her hands down his chest, exploring every
inch of him, touching his muscles, before lowering herself, settling on top of
him and starting to rock back and forth.
    Jake’s hands didn’t stay behind his head for
long. As soon as she started moving, he cupped her backside, fingers kneading
her skin before transferring to her breasts like he couldn’t get enough of her.
Soon he was holding her hips and making her move faster, his body moving up to
meet hers.
    But he never looked away. Jake’s gaze was
trained on hers, and even when she knew she was close, knew she was about to
climax, she forced herself to keep her eyes open and locked on his. Even when
he let out what sounded like a growl, held her in place as they both
surrendered to their pleasure, the only thing she could see were his wicked
dark brown eyes.
    Faith collapsed onto Jake’s chest, letting him
hold her, loving the feel of his hands on her skin and his mouth on her hair. And even still, she could see his eyes… the
gaze that made her thankful she’d decided to come back to Fairview. Because
being with Jake was exactly what she’d needed, and it was a night she’d never
forget for as long as she lived.
    Jake stretched and opened his eyes. He was
greeted by a head on his chest, long hair draped across his body. He usually
woke to a dog taking up half the bed – not warm, bare breasts on him and a leg
wrapped around his own.
    He heard a noise, raised his head, then gave Faith a nudge.
    “Faith,” he said as she moaned, clearly not
ready to wake up yet. “Faith, wake up honey.”
    She lifted her head and looked at him. “You’d
better have a good reason for waking me up,” she mumbled as he ran his hand
through her hair.
    “Tom’s up. I heard him calling out.”
    “Shit!”