“Are you mine, Ems? Come for me, Pretty Girl, and show me you’re mine,” Jeremy grinds out, the pace of his hips speeding up, his rhythm faltering.
It’s the question in his voice, even in this moment where we are as close as two people can be, that has me taking his face in my hands as we both start to fall apart.
“I’m yours, Jeremy. Only yours. Come with me. Come inside me. Mark me. Show me who I belong to. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll only ever be yours.”
Jeremy’s eyes go dark and feral.
“Mine,” he growls out. “All. Fucking. Mine.”
He punctuates each word with a punishing thrust that hurls me straight over the edge. He fucks me wildly as my entire body tightens, and a white-hot pleasure rockets up my spine and unfurls, his name tearing from my throat in a scream.
It takes three more thrusts before Jeremy’s cock swells inside me. His mouth crashes into mine as he groans out his orgasm, his hips jerking as the waves of my own still pummel me. Jeremy slows his hips, riding us both through our releases, his mouth never leaving mine, our hearts thundering against each other.
It's only once every drop of pleasure is wrung out of both of us that he breaks the kiss, lifting himself up to look at me. His eyes are still hazy with pleasure and his damp hair falls over his forehead. He is the most beautiful man I have ever known.
“That was…” I trail off, not having the words to explain what the fuck that was.
Jeremy smirks at me. “It’s not over yet.”
Before I can ask what he means by that, he pulls out of me, sliding down my body until he’s between my legs. His eyes rove my bare pussy where both our releases drip out of me. I should probably feel uncomfortable and exposed, but he’s looking at me with such intensity that I can’t feel anything except desired.
Peppering the inside of my thigh with kisses, Jeremy runs two fingers over my slit, collecting his cum and pushing it back inside me. I gasp at the intrusion, my nerve endings still on fire.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he whispers, before leaning over and sucking my clit into his mouth. His two fingers are still deep inside me, and he curls them up to hit that spot that has stars dancing behind my eyes. Jeremy is unbothered by the fact thathis mouth is on me when he just literally came inside me two minutes ago, and I don’t know why that’s so hot but holy god. My heels dig into his shoulders, my entire body bowing up as he devours me. The noises he makes as he eats me should be illegal. It’s his obvious enjoyment of this, combined with his tongue roughing over my clit, that has me exploding in my third orgasm of the night, moaning Jeremy’s name into the darkened room.
When I finally come down, Jeremy lifts his head and smirks. Still kneeling between my legs, he pulls his fingers out of me and sucks them into his mouth, and I swear I come again just a little.
“Delicious,” he says with a wink. With the heat in his eyes, his lips wet from our combined releases, and his dark hair falling across his forehead, he looks like a debauched devil. My body comes alive again, even through the blanket of exhaustion. Crawling up my body, Jeremy fuses his lips to mine, licking into my mouth so I taste both of us. It’s messy and filthy and so fucking sexy.
“Don’t move,” he murmurs against my lips. He pushes himself up from the bed and pads naked to the bathroom. I hear the water turn on and a minute later he’s back, swiping a warm washcloth between my legs, cleaning me up. The act of care after what we just shared has emotion threatening to take me under.
When he’s finished, Jeremy tosses the washcloth into the bathroom and lifts me up, laying me down on the pillows before sliding in next to me. He pulls me tight against him, reaching down and dragging the blankets up over both of us. My eyes start to droop as I lay my head on his chest, the steady rhythm of his heart lulling me to sleep. Jeremy tangles our legs together and turns toward me, wrapping his other arm around me so our bodies are flush.
“Thank you for being here,” Jeremy says in a low voice, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “This is my favorite night. You are my favorite person, Ems.”
I take in his words, but my brain is too tired to respond. Instead, I tighten my arms around him, shifting impossibly closer, because he is my favorite person too. He lets out a little sigh and kisses my forehead one last time.
With Jeremy’s words in my ear and the ghost of his kiss on my forehead, and his big body wrapped around me, I drop straight into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Jeremy
Me
Just wanted to check in on Maddy. I want to take Emma on a run before we come get her but if it’s too much, we can skip it and come now.
Rachel
Surprised to hear from you this morning. I figured it would be Emma texting me.
I wanted to text first so I would already know what’s going on with Maddy when Emma wakes up. I don’t want her to worry.
Emma’s not much of a worrier. Are you sure you’re not the one worrying?
Mind your own business. Anyway, how is she?
She’s perfect. And there’s no amount of time with her that would be too much.
