“I’m not done yet,” she purrs.
I curse under my breath.
“It’s about to be done,” I warn her, and she giggles.“I mean it.”
“Fine,” she sighs, licking up my cock once more before she crawls up my body and straddles me.
My cock points straight up as Jem lowers her hips and slides down on it.She braces her hands against my chest, and I grip her hips, helping her lower herself onto me.She rolls her hips, swallowing the last few inches.
I curse, my fingers digging into her flesh as I pin her in place.“Fuck, Shortcake.You’re going to unman me already.”
She wiggles in my hold, and I loosen my grip as she rocks on top of me, twisting and grinding her hips.She’s a siren, and I would happily go to my death if it meant I got to be with her.
I reach up to cup Jem’s jiggling tits as she rides me.She leans forward, her strawberry-blonde hair forming a curtain around us as she kisses me.When I pinch her nipples, she gasps, leaning back and riding me faster.
Her green eyes sparkle as she watches me.She looks so fucking hot.I know I can’t hold off for much longer.
My hand slides down her side and I slip my finger between us, finding her clit and pressing down on her sensitive pearl.
“Rune,” she moans, her pace faltering as she starts to come undone.
I keep my fingers on her clit, rolling tight circles around the little ball of nerves until Jem tenses on top of me.
“Fuck,” I grit out.
Our eyes lock as we both fly over the edge, reaching our peaks at the same time and coming together.I grip her hips and hold her to me, burying myself inside her.
Jem collapses against my chest, and I wrap her in my arms.We’re both breathing hard as we lie tangled up together.I rub my hands up and down her back, molding her to me more with each stroke.
Jem turns her head and sighs.“I need to get to work.”
“Me too.”
She presses a kiss to my chest and climbs off me.I let her go, even though it kills me.She gathers her clothes, and I climb off the bed to do the same.
We’re both quiet once we’re dressed.The energy has shifted.It’s not bad, just… real.Heavy.This moment is important.
Jem gathers her things and smooths her hair.
I watch her like I’m trying to burn the image into my brain.“Text me when you get to work.”
“I will,” she promises.
We walk out together, the morning air cool and crisp.I don’t want to let her go, but I do because I have to.
She turns to me, smiling softly as we reach the cars.“I’ll see you soon?”
“Yeah.”
Leaning up, she presses a quick kiss to my lips before climbing into her car.I stand and watch as she backs out of the driveway and lifts her hands in a wave.Then she’s gone.
I stand there longer than I should, watching until her car disappears down the road.Dragging a hand through my hair, I let out a long breath.
What the hell am I going to say?How do I tell a woman I’ve known for a week and a half that I’m in love with her?That I don’t want fake.I don’t want temporary.I want her.All of her.Forever.
I shake my head and walk to my truck.
The drive to work is short.I spend the whole time trying to figure out the best way to word what I want to say to Jem.By the time I get to my office, I’m desperate for a distraction.