“I want you to admit you have feelings for me too damn it. I know you do. We’ve been pussy-footing around each other for a long time now and I can’t take it anymore. I want to be more involved.”
“How much is more involved?”
“Do you really have to know all the details?”
“Humor me okay, I’m not thinking on all cylinders right now.”
“Okay fine, I want to kiss you like every time is the first, each day I come home after a long day at work, and waking up to your sleeping face would be the cherry on top. But before you ask, because I know you need to know, I want much more.”
He didn’t want to talk any more however. He wanted to show her how he felt and he didn’t care about getting sick. He moved his hands to her face and held her still as he lowered his lips to hers. He persisted, she returned his advances with vigor. Their tongues tangled in a dance that he was anxious for their bodies to experience as well. She never admitted she’d wanted him too but when her fingers dug into his back, she’d pretty much given it away. She just needed someone to take charge and give her what she was afraid to ask for.
When they broke apart for air, Seth threw the comforter off them both and sat up on his knees to strip his shirt from his body. Jenna’s beautiful green eyes bore into him like daggers piercing his skin and it made him crazy horny for her. She watched with intensity as he threw his shirt and started on the buttons of his jeans. Never before had he been so anxious to touch her. He had to stand on the bed to get his pants off and thecontrol slipped quickly when, as he lowered his pants to reveal skin, he witnessed her tongue slide out to moisten her lips.
He took a step closer then got down on his knees and reached for her night shirt as she sat up. There were no words needed as she raised her arms above her head giving him permission to undress her. He probably should have noticed before now but wondered if she’d been without her underwear all along. He didn’t dare try to go there the night before or he wouldn’t have been able to stop.
As he worked the t-shirt over her tousled hair, he was hard-pressed to look away from the amazingly perfect breasts before him. Her nipples were a taut with a light pink tint and his cock ached at the thought of sucking them into his mouth. Seth moved above Jenna’s legs, essentially trapping her, not that she would try to escape. His hands slid under her back side and slid her body closer to him so that she could lay back. Then with one knee at a time, he separated her legs until he was situated between them. His gazed lingered at her core until he noticed her body squirming.
He didn’t want to waste even one more precious second as he was already short on control. He wanted her like there was no tomorrow. With his head bent close, he took one peak into his mouth and suckled. Running his tongue around the peak, he lightly pinched the pink skin between his teeth, pulling until it popped free. As he tended to the other, his hand plucked at the tender nipple he’d recently left. When he pulled his mouth from her chest, he raised both hands to knead her breasts together, kissing the beautifully malleable mounds.
Shifting himself to match her position, his heat hovered at the entrance and he could feel her shifting below him and rocking into him, silently begging for more.
He kissed her again like it was the first time. He imagined it would feel like that every time after as well.
With no preamble, he nudged until her luscious folds gave way and allowed him entrance. He didn’t go slow; his body wouldn’t allow it. He pushed into her in a slick second, seating him deep inside her warm core. She moved before he, demanding a rhythm he was all too keen on matching. With his hands steadfast on each side above her shoulders and his lips locked to hers, he drove into her with reckless abandon. There was no need to be gentle, she wouldn’t want it. She had always been the strong one.
Her fingernails dug into his skin from shoulders to his hips, holding him close. The sight before him when she came was angelic and as her walls gripped him, he lost what little control he still possessed and plunged with her.
When her fingers finally relaxed, he moved to his side, pulling her with him to wrap her in his arms. With a free hand, he pulled the covers up over them and they both drifted off in peaceful silence.
Chapter Five
Never in her life had Lacie slept face down in the sheets of her bed, but that’s exactly how she woke this time.
Alone.
Was last night all a dream?
“If that was a dream, it was the best damn one I’ve ever had. Even my legs are sore.”
She looked around the room, noticing her bedroom door was shut and there was a sparkling beam of light breaking in through the window. How long had she slept? And where was Seth? No way was her imagination that fantastic and descriptive. He’d rocked her world and she was damn well going to believe it. She only had to find him.
There was a chance she was awful and he’d run far away and that would be super sad on many levels she didn’t want to think about. Or he could have just wok early and let her sleep. Either way she had to know.
After a visit to the bathroom and a fresh set of clothes, she opened the door to the smell of bacon cooking in the kitchen.
“Morning sleepy head.”
Oh no! He was here, thank god, but he sounded awful.
“Is it still morning?”
“It’s just shy of noon, are you hungry?”
“I am but what’s wrong with you?”
“What do you mean?” As soon as he’d gotten the words out, a trio of sneezes wracked his body. She could tell the moment the first word slipped from his mouth. He was sick.
“You poor baby, you’re getting sick.”
