“Oh, my God, you’re such a guy.”
“Yeah, I should hope so.” He leans in to nibble my bottom lip, and I feel a tug in my belly.
“I love you.” My hands capture the sides of his face, and I dive into his soul-filled eyes. “I’m ready.”
Suddenly, his mouth is on mine. The air shifts around us—something wild and exhilarating is loose, causing goosebumps to erupt on my arms.
He sucks deeply on my tongue and emits a low, growling noise in the back of his throat. An electric pulse shoots down between my thighs.
His lips move from mine, planting open-mouthed kisses down the column of my neck. Lifting his head, he looks at me, and my fingers curl into his hair, trying to get him to come back. I groan at the loss of his hot mouth.
“Eva.” He stares at me like he needs me more than his next heartbeat.
Then his lips are back on my flesh, in the hollow of my throat, and his fingers slide my dress strap off my shoulder, exposing my breast.
Cool air hits my nipple, and he draws my tight bud into the heat of his mouth. A quiver rushes through me as I gasp for breath and my core clenches.
“You like that, Eva?” His swollen lips glisten, and his hooded eyes are molten as he pulls away.
I’m writhing in my seat, my sex a throbbing pulse, and I ache, needing him. He flashes me his lopsided grin and hauls me into his lap. I yelp, hiking up my dress to straddle him and clinging to his broad shoulders.
“Fuuckkk, Eva.” One of his hands weave through my hair and the other grips my hip, rocking me back and forth over his growing erection.
“Jared.” My chest rubs against his, and I lean in to nip at his earlobe.
The sound of someone entering the room causes him to wrap his arms around me.
“Oh, Mr. Grange. I’m s-s-sorry,” stutters Olga, the chef. “I was checking to see if you were done with breakfast or needed anything else.”
He nuzzles my neck, groaning before peering over my shoulder through my hair at her. “It’s all right. We’re good. Thank you.”
The sound of shuffling leads me to believe she is leaving, but I stay put, against Jared, whispering in his ear. “Is she gone?”
“It’s cool, she’s gone.” He stands, still holding me to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck. “I say we take this upstairs and I promise to feed you after.”
“Yes.” My lips press into the spicy flesh of his neck, and his abs tighten, creating more friction for my core. “Hurry, I want you inside me now.”
Carrying me, he strides through the house to our bedroom where he sits on the bed with me straddling him once more. Broad, muscled, and all mine.
“I’m fucking grateful for this second chance. I’d be a fool to think otherwise.” His fingers brush back my hair and then trail a path down to my collar bone. The naked look in his eyes is intense and filled with love. “I was angry as fuck for what we lost, and I kinda still am. As irrational as it may sound, I want our time back.”
“Jared.” My fingertips sweep over the edges of his lower lip, and his tongue darts out to lick them.
“Hey, listen.” His fingers dig into my hips. “What you said about leaving the past behind us where it belongs—I’m going to do that. I’m working on it because I’ve got all I’ll ever need right here.”
Firmly holding me, his hot lips cover mine and I gasp, clutching his shoulders and whimpering into his mouth. His tongue tangles with mine, and every stroke is spine-tingling, awakening my body.
“I’m going to spend every second of my life making up for what we lost. I love you, Eva. You’re my future.”
“And you’re mine too. I love you.”
Dipping his gaze, his fingers trace a nipple through the thin fabric, and my skin tightens just as his body does when I touch him. He groans, sliding the dress off me.
When his mouth wraps around my nipple, I arch and release a needy whimper, reaching my hand into the waistband of his pants.
I wrap my fingers around him and rub up and down his hot, lengthening shaft. He groans, increasing the sucking at my breast and then slowly kissing up to my neck.
He nibbles at the hollow at the base of my throat and then stiffens, sucking, open mouthed on my flesh, as if trying not to completely lose it. My fingers increase their tempo on his pulsing erection.
“That feels so fucking good,” he murmurs into my flesh, his teeth digging gently into my neck while his hands grab my breasts.
I push down his pants to about mid-thigh, lifting my body off him to do so, and then I quickly discard my underwear. We’re completely naked, and Jared’s dark, hooded eyes are on fire. He wants me as much as I do him.
Mouth smashing onto mine, large hand firmly gripping the back of my neck, his kiss is feral, demanding. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, stroking mine, and I sense he’s on the brink of losing all control.
“Eva, I need you now.”
Hand between my thighs, he inches them apart, opening me to him. His thumb finds my bundle of nerves, circling while pushing a finger inside my throbbing pussy.
A whimper explodes from my throat, and I arch my back, one hand now behind me, resting on the top of his solid thigh, and the other clinging to his shoulder. It doesn’t take long. My orgasm ambushes me, ripping through me at lightning speed. I spasm around his finger, gasping and muscles tensing, sex quivering.
Jared coaxes every ounce of pleasure out of me. “Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”
With a quick kiss, he removes his hand and positions his erection at my opening, teasing his tip inside me.
“Fuck,” he releases through gritted teeth, looking almost pained. “Condom.”
“It’s okay, I’m on the pill.”
“I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone in nearly a year.”
“What?” I still, eyes widening.
He chuckles, teasing his crown through my slick folds as if to get me to focus, and I moan. “Eva, baby, when I told you I’m clean, I meant it in every sense of the word.”
My control snaps, my love and desire for this man ballooning inside of me, and I grasp his cock in my hand, pushing onto my knees and sliding down his shaft inch by glorious inch.
He fills me, stretches me, and a guttural moan rips from Jared’s open mouth as he clutches my hips with both hands.
“Fuck, Eva. You were made for me. So perfect.”
Driving himself into me, his hips thrust upward, and my breasts bounce with every swivel of my hips as I chase another orgasm.
“Touch me.” The words are panting gasps.
His hand slides between my legs, and an electrifying pull swells, firing through my body where his fingers touch my clit. He teases, strokes, first fast and then slow where I desperately need the friction, anything to ease the throbbing in my core.
“Jared,” I moan quietly, tingles to all my nerve endings starting to build once more.
“Eva, so sexy,” he hisses.
Shockwaves sweep through my body as I come, so long and so hard, feeling as though I may burst out of my skin.
His eyes burn into mine, not missing a beat, still stroking into me, his cock hard and hot inside me.
“We’re just getting started, baby.” His fingers flick my clit and waves shoot through my body.
“Oh, my God.” I buck, unable to stop even though I am oversensitive, ready to detonate at the slight touch.