Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 89503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Instead of putting it on and getting busy, he surprises me by climbing next to me in bed. He lies on his side facing me and studies me like he’s seeing me for the first time.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” he says, brushing a strand of hair off my forehead.
The tenderness of his voice wraps around my heart—a place it has no business, but it’s too late to keep it out. “Thanks.” I look up into his eyes and smile at him without an agenda. “You’re pretty damn gorgeous yourself.”
He chuckles. “Thanks.”
I reach up and play with the unruly hair at the nape of his neck. “I learned something new about myself tonight.”
He hums, running a fingertip down my arm.
“I didn’t know …” I stop myself and restart. “Well, to be honest, I’m not sure that I’ve ever yelled during a sexual encounter before. Not that I can remember. But I didn’t know I was that girl.”
“A screamer?” he teases. “You’re definitely loud. That’s something we’ll have to take into consideration next time in case Gus is home.”
His gaze finds mine as we grapple with the phrase next time. I hold my breath, waiting on a wave of panic to hit, but it doesn’t. If anything, it’s relief that settles over me.
“Next time, huh?” I ask, grinning at him.
“I mean, I hope. You didn’t sound disappointed, but if I’m wrong …” His smile stretches from ear to ear, mirroring mine. “If I’m wrong, tell me.”
“You know I would.” I laugh, laying my palm against the back of his head. “But you also know that I’m not. Not even a little bit.”
He dips his head toward mine, capturing my mouth with his. I moan against his lips as he guides me back on the bed.
His hand slips under my jaw, fingers curling behind my ear. I tilt my head back, arching toward him, giving in to the kiss that I’ve been craving since the first day I saw him at the farmers’ market. Even then, before I really knew him and had written him off, I wanted to know what it was like to be touched like this. Kissed like this. Adored like this.
Because that’s what this really is. Jory isn’t just going through the motions so he can come. He isn’t trying to get me off so he can move on with his day. He’s taking his time, putting me first, and showing me that I’m worth the effort. Worth the patience. Worth savoring.
Jory Plath is in the business of adoring me tonight. Even more surprising is that I’m in the business of letting him.
He pulls away, his eyes sparkling.
“You’re a hell of a kisser, Plath,” I say, giggling.
He winks. “There’s more where that came from.”
He sits upright, the condom in his hand. I look at it, and then I look back up at him.
My heart pounds as I sit up, wondering if the idea rolling around my head is okay or foolish. It’s what I want. I’m not even sure why, but I do. And I’m afraid to think about it too much because that’s a great way for me to get in my own head.
That’s never good.
Besides, I’ve trusted the process tonight, and it hasn’t let me down.
“Hey,” I say, swallowing. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“After I found out Jasper cheated on me, I went to the doctor to make sure, you know, that everything was okay.” I take a deep breath. “And it was, and I haven’t been with anyone since, and I never miss a birth control pill.”
Jory stills. “Well, I can assure you that I’m tested for everything under the sun routinely for work. And I haven’t been with anyone since the first of the year when the season started.”
Holy shit. He’s gone without sex longer than I have.
Slowly, I reach for the condom. He holds it in the air until I snatch it from his hand. With the crack of the foil wrapper, a grin settles against Jory’s lips.
“So, maybe we don’t need to use this?” I ask, holding it between my thumb and forefinger. “Of course, if you want to, I totally get it.”
He laughs, capturing my mouth with his. “Shut up.”
I giggle, falling to the mattress as he climbs on top of me.
“You are seriously going to be the death of me,” he says.
“I’d like to come once more before you pass away.”
He shakes his head. “As you wish.” He nudges my legs apart with his knee.
I open for him as the desire for round two builds in a furious fashion.
The head of his cock pushes at my opening, parting my soaked flesh. I shiver as he stares into my eyes and presses deeper. The girth of his dick feels like it’s splitting me in two … and it’s divine.
“Oh,” I moan, gripping his thick shoulders. “That feels so, so good.”