But the side of me that likes his rough hands, unyielding grip, and his wider frame pinning me down rides the dizziness of this moment too.
Give me his mouth over air in my lungs.
Give mehim.
Jack kisses me for another hot second. Then he pushes me back on the bed and reaches for my waistband.
It happens in slow motion.
And yet in the blink of an eye.
He tugs and I flex my hips.
And then I’m naked, propped up on my elbows, watching him contemplate my dick with a gaze beyond hunger.
He really wants this.
And it shouldn’t shock me.
He wanted itbefore, and I gave it to him. Taught him totake it. But thoughts of the past elude me right now. My breath comes in laboured waves, anticipation searing my nerves, and it takes the last scrap of brain power I have left to say it one more time. “You don’t have to?—”
“Shh.”
Jack braces a forearm on my trembling thigh and wraps his hand around my length, gifting me instant, eye-rolling pleasure. And honestly, it wouldn’t take much for me to detonate from this alone, but knowing he wants so much more has me amped to a higher plane.
His free hand moves to clamp my other thigh, and he guides me into his mouth. His tongue snakes over my tip and the world narrows to sensation.
Heat.
Slick friction.
Devastating gentleness that fast morphs into something else—a rough intimacy that lights me up, and a groan from the pit of my soul rumbles through me, until I catch it, snapping my lips shut.UntilI remember I don’t have to. Mal’s been out all day and Skylar should’ve left for work by now.
We don’t have to be quiet.
A reality that settles in my bones as Jack takes me deeper. As he takes his time bringing me to the edge of something apocalyptic.
My eyes are heavy.
I force them open and find Jack’s gaze molten with affection. With a love as old as the earth but in this moment feels shiny and new.
Aching breath ravages my chest.
Jack releases me to claim some air of his own.
I reach down and stroke his cheek with my thumb. “Okay?”
Jack smiles, and gods, it’s the best moment of my life. “I’m good, Sol. Are you?”
“Can I hold your head?”
“You can do whatever you want to me.”
My dick reacts before I can, jerking with enough animation Jack laughs—a sound that almost sends me careening back in time. But then his mouth is on me again and I’m lost once more to the heavenly slide of his mouth and tongue. To the testing scrape of his teeth, the grazing shock of divine pain that has my pelvis bowing from the mattress, my hands flying to cradle his skull.
I’m flat on my back.
I can’t see him anymore. But it doesn’t matter, my vision is too hazed. I’m nothing but full body shivers and shakes as he brings me to the edge of a cliff. “Jackie, I’m going to come.”