Page 39 of The Forbidden Texan
Next, Emily took Jake’s arm and they told everyone goodbye and Jake thanked her parents for dinner. As they walked to the car, he held her arm. “Too bad Thane couldn’t see that. This is what he’d hoped for.”
“Word will get around, you’ll see. And you did quite well for a guy who doesn’t spend time with family.”
“Right now, the only person I want to spend time with is you,” he told her. “Come to my condo and let me show you the view tonight. It’s special.”
She was silent a moment, knowing she was supposed to go to her place and that that would be the sensible thing to do. “Jake—”
He placed his hand on her nape, caressing her so lightly. The moment he touched her she wanted to be in his arms and kissing him.
“My place, okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered, unable to resist because this was the beginning of the last week at the Long L for her. Next Sunday night Jake would be on his ranch and she would be in Dallas with the family, and she wasn’t going to see any more of him. That hurt. From the first moment that they’d decided to do more than just work together, she had known that she would be hurt, but it had seemed far away in the future.
As they drove to his place, she fell silent, lost in thought. Jake had fit into her family tonight and he seemed to have had a good time, but she knew that he was making an effort because of his promise to Thane. His friend and half brother. She was certain Jake hadn’t changed his feelings about families, marriage, kids. She forced herself to stop thinking about it when he pulled into his underground parking spot.
They rode up in silence and he unlocked and opened his door, letting her go ahead. He followed her inside and reached out to take her arm.
She turned as his sport jacket fell on the floor behind him. He drew her into his arms and she went eagerly, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him as if tonight were their last time together.
There was a desperation in holding him. She held him against her heart, pressing her body against his until she leaned back a fraction to unbutton his shirt and pull it out of his trousers.
As she did, he peeled off her red sweater and tossed it on a chair. “I want you, Emily. You have no idea how much I’ve thought about you and how much I want you.” He carried her to his bedroom, where a small lamp already shed a soft light in the room.
Jake stood her on her feet, looking into her eyes, and she couldn’t get her breath. She thought he probably could hear her pounding heartbeat.
She stepped back, unfastening her skirt. As she wiggled her hips, her skirt fell around her ankles and she saw his chest expand from a deep breath.
While he shed his shirt, his hungry gaze was on her breasts in a skimpy lace bra and her lace panties that she still wore. She stepped out of her heels, watching him, wanting him more with every second. Next, she unfastened and tossed away her bra and removed the panties.
Watching her with a smoldering intensity, he finished undressing, turning to run his hands so lightly over her body.
“You’re beautiful and I want to touch and kiss you slowly, so slowly,” he whispered trailing light kisses from her throat to her breast. Then his mouth finally covered hers and his arm went around her waist to pull her against him, bare body against bare body. She gasped with pleasure and longing.
When he kissed her, she felt as if he would devour her. His hungry kiss made her heart race as his tongue went deep, thrusting over hers, possessive and demanding.
While he kissed her, he carried her to his room, yanking away the duvet and placing her on the bed. Kneeling on the mattress beside her, he showered kisses on her, circling each nipple with his tongue while his hands caressed her body with feathery touches. He ran his tongue lower, teasing, stirring her to want him desperately. Her fingers tangled in his thick hair while she arched her hips beneath him, giving him more access to her.
He shifted lower, the tip of his tongue running down between her legs. At the same time that his tongue stroked her, he caressed her slowly with his hands on her legs and belly.
With a cry, she sat up to push him down on the bed, moving over him to kiss him the way he had her. She ran her tongue over him, taking her time, knowing she was exciting him and trying to pleasure him as he had her.
“Jake, I want you,” she whispered. “Get a condom.”
“Wait, darlin’. Just wait and let me love you.”
“I’ve waited a lifetime for you,” she whispered. “I can’t wait any longer.”
He sat on the edge of the bed and picked her up to set her astride him. With his hand stroking her nape so lightly, he kissed her. As he did, his other hand went between her legs to toy with her, rub her and then slide his finger into her softness, making her cry out and move on him.
“I want you,” she whispered urgently, sliding off him and standing to look at him. She stepped close so he could take her breast in his mouth and run his tongue over her nipple. While he teased her, she trailed her hands across his muscled shoulders.
He picked her up to place her in bed and he turned to get a condom, moving between her legs to put on the condom as she watched him.
“I can’t wait now,” he said. “Next time tonight, we’ll take lots of time.” He lowered himself, entering her slowly, and she felt a wave of sexual longing sweep over her. She arched to meet him, running her hands on his shoulders, then down his smooth back as she thrust with him while he filled her.
She wrapped her long legs around him, her hands squeezing his bare butt, trying to pull him deeper, closer. Holding him, she cried out in passion and need.
He thrust hard and fast, making her move with him. They pumped and suddenly release burst over her with her climax so intense that she cried out in ecstasy. Holding him tightly and moving her hips fast with him, she tried to give him the same pleasure.
