kissed him back eagerly, already wanting more of him. Wanting to give him more of her. Just like he’d asked.
She’d never had someone ask her like that before. Jake, so strong and dominant and hard to reach, had asked her to give all of herself. He could’ve taken it. She wouldn’t have stopped him. In fact, she’d been on edge with the waiting and would’ve skipped happily to the part where he took what he wanted from her. But instead, he’d asked. Seeing this caring, sensitive side of him just made her want him even more.
His free hand roamed over her. First, just his fingertips brushing her cheek and jawline, but then lower. His palm brushed her already hardened nipple, and she squirmed, tingling and desperate for more.
She sighed audibly against his mouth, arching into his hand, and Jake growled softly, kissing her harder now. She rolled her hips against the erection swelling against her stomach. Just like she’d suspected earlier, he wasn’t holding back anymore. And she didn’t plan to either.
Jake nipped at her bottom lip, and Delilah’s lips parted, giving him more access. His tongue darted out, licking and teasing her lips and tongue, his hand moving over her chest before dipping lazily lower. His hand trailed over her belly and then down to her folds, barely brushing her before he moved on to caress her thighs.
“Jake,” she whispered, breathless and burning fast toward a fever pitch. Her nerves stood on end. Everywhere he touched left tingles and a shiver that sent shudders up her spine and into the darkest, wettest places of her body.
Jake’s mouth was greedy now, taking and tasting and offering just as much in return. His body was carved granite against hers, and she let her hands roam free over the curve of his shoulder and across his broad back down to where his waist tapered into a sexy V-shape. She cupped his ass lightly, reveling in the tight muscles that bunched and tensed underneath her grip.
Jake moved over her, both hands now exploring. One tangled in her hair while the other dipped low over her hip and below her navel. His fingers found the soft button just above her wet folds and kneaded there, sending her bucking.
“Jake,” she managed on a moan. God, she was already close, and he wasn’t even inside her yet. She rocked her hips, encouraging his hand to find her again. When he slid a finger inside her, she arched back, her eyes closing on a wave of pleasure. She rocked against the rhythm of his hand, climbing as he took her up.
He slid a second finger inside her, and she pushed into his hand, hungry for it. Hungry for him. In and out, he set a rhythm, his fingers sliding into her wetness and his mouth working hers until she was frenzied with the need for him.
“So close,” she said on a soft, building cry.
Without warning, he eased his fingers out of her, and she sank heavily onto the mattress in a cry of protest. He took his time licking her juices from his fingers and then smiled lazily down at her. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen, and she squirmed against him, her nipples almost hurting, they were so hard. Straining for his touch.
“Not yet,” he said, readjusting so that his erection hovered over her. His hard length pressed against her entrance and she panted, impatient for it.
“Please, Jake,” she begged.
Yep, she was begging, and she didn’t give a flying crap about it, either.
He hooked his hand behind her knee and drew her legs around him, guiding her until her ankles locked, trapping her center against him. When his head pushed into her, she tightened her legs around him, straining for more. Just like he’d asked of her, she wanted all of him.
In a swift motion, he drove into her hard and fast, and then slowly pulled back until she had to rock her hips forward to keep from losing him. He grinned, still a tease even as his chest heaved with labored breaths. He pushed into her a second time, hard and fast, and then slowly back out. God, it