“Holy shit,” I squeak, feeling him everywhere.
“Fuuuuck,” he moans into my ear, dotting wild, wet kisses along the column of my throat.
“Jake…”
“You feel that?” His voice is thick with restraint. “That’s us, baby. Perfect.”
I can’t even respond, my head tipping back with each wave of heat spiraling through me. My breath leaves me in a shudder as he moves, and he cups my face to hold me steady. “Look at me,” he murmurs.
I meet his gaze and everything stops for a beat, every inch of him pressing into me. He’s looking at me like I’m the only thing in the universe, something precious to behold.
“God, you feel amazing.” He finds a rhythm, each movement driving me higher. “Like you were made for me, Charlie. Only me.”
I’ve never been looked at like this—like I’m everything. His gaze burns into mine, anchoring me as if he’s afraid I’ll slip away. The intensity of it drags a sigh from my throat that feels like surrender.
“Yeah, that’s it, I wanna hear you.”
“Jake,” I moan, arching up to meet him. Every touch of his skin against mine feels electric, like he’s rewiring something deep inside me. “You feel so good. Don’t stop.”
“Fuck,” he rasps, his voice fraying at the edges as his gaze flickers down to where we’re joined. “Tell me where you need me, baby. Right here?” He circles his hips, drawing a desperate cry from my throat. “Yeah, thought so.”
“Harder.” I grip his shoulders, nails biting into his skin as I meet each thrust. He watches me like he’s committing every reaction to memory, like he’s hungry to give me exactly what I need.
“You want harder?” His lips curl into a wicked grin. “I’ll give you everything, Charlie girl. Every. Fucking. Inch.”
We move together, my body responding to every word, every touch, as if we’ve done this a thousand times. His lips graze my neck, teeth catching my skin, and I clench around him.
“Such a good girl, taking me so well.”
“I’m… I’m close…”
“Then give it to me,” he commands, his grip tightening on my thigh as he pulls me flush against him, his own movements becoming erratic. “Come for me, Charlie. I wanna feel you come all over me.”
My release tears through me, his name a broken cry on my lips as I shatter. I cling to him, my body trembling as waves of pleasure ripple through me.
“That’s it,” he groans. His hips falter as his own climax overtakes him, body shuddering as he buries his face in my neck, hot breaths dragging over my skin. “Fuck, that’s my girl.”
Everything around me falls away and rebuilds in a heartbeat, and in this moment I know there’s no going back.
“You're so gorgeous when you come, you know that?”
All I can do is let out a breathy chuckle in reply. He brushes my damp hair from my forehead, pressing a lingering kiss there as his hand skims down my neck.
After a moment, he pulls out, his gaze softer now but still filled with that same possessive intensity. He stays close, hand tracing light patterns along my back as his breathing slows. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”
“You might need to pace yourself,” I tease, though my voice comes out breathy.
“You okay?”
I manage a nod, pressing a kiss to his collarbone.
We fall into a comfortable silence, his hand dragging slowly up and down my spine, grounding us in the moment. But then I sense a shift in him, like he’s about to say something deep. Something important.
So of course, I ruin it by sitting up.
Jake’s hand shoots out, catching mine. “Where are you going?”
“Just… need the bathroom.” I give him a weak smile, slipping out of bed and grabbing my robe.
