Jake nipped at her bottom lip and Delilah’s lips parted, giving him more access. His tongue darted out, licking and teasing her lips and tongue, his hand moving over her chest before dipping lazily lower. His hand trailed over her belly and then down to her folds, barely brushing her before he moved on to caress her thighs.
“Jake,” she whispered, breathless and burning fast toward a fever pitch. Her nerves stood on end. Everywhere he touched left tingles and a shiver that sent shudders up her spine and into the darkest, wettest places of her body.
Jake’s mouth was greedy on hers now. Taking and tasting and offering just as much in return. His body was carved granite against hers and she let her hands roam free over the curve of his shoulder and across his broad back down to where his waist tapered into a sexy V-shape. She cupped his ass lightly, reveling in the tight muscles that bunched and tensed underneath her grip.
Jake moved over her, both hands now exploring. One tangled in her hair while the other dipped low over her hip and below her navel. His fingers found the soft button just above her wet folds and kneaded there, sending her bucking.
“Jake,” she managed on a moan. God, she was already close and he wasn’t even inside her yet. She rocked her hips, encouraging his hand to find her again. When he slid a finger inside her, she arched back, her eyes closing on a wave of pleasure. She rocked against the rhythm of his hand, climbing as he took her up. He slid a second finger inside her and she pushed into his hand, hungry for it. Hungry for him. In and out, he set a rhythm, his fingers sliding against her wetness and his mouth working hers until she was frenzied with need for him.
“So close,” she managed on a soft, building cry.
Without warning, he eased his fingers out of her and she sank heavily onto the mattress in a soft cry of protest. He took his time licking her juices from his fingers and then smiled lazily down at her. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen and she squirmed against him, her nipples almost hurting they were so hard. Straining for his touch.
“Not yet,” he said, readjusting so that his erection hovered over her. His hard length pressed against her entrance and she panted, impatient for it.
“Please, Jake,” she begged.
Yep, she was begging and she didn’t give a flying crap either.
He hooked his hand behind her knee and drew her legs around him, guiding her until her ankles locked, trapping her center against him. When his head pushed into her, she tightened her legs around him, straining for more. Just like he’d asked of her, she wanted all of him.
In a swift motion, he drove into her hard and fast, and then slowly pulled back until she had to rock her hips forward to keep from losing him. He grinned, still a tease even as his chest heaved with labored breaths. He pushed into her a second time, hard and fast, and then slowly back out. God, it was excruciating and amazing.
Frustrated and straining for more, she reached up and yanked him down to her, pulling him all the way inside her. She cried out in pure ecstasy at the feeling of being so full with him. He paused, waiting for her to adjust. She rocked against him, letting him know she could take it. He set a steady rhythm that had her writhing and straining beneath him, their bodies fitting together like they’d done this a thousand times before. His hands cupped her breasts, kneading and flicking at her hard nipples as he moved inside her.
She’d never been touched with so much hunger before. She clutched desperately at his neck and shoulders, the pressure inside her building fast. So close now. His size filled her so completely and the pressure was delicious, building fast toward climax.
“Now, you’ll come for me,” he said, his hand reaching around to cup her ass and hold her tight against him as he drove into her.
And just like that, she did.
Her orgasm rocked through her, sending them both up and over at the same time. Jake went rigid and she felt the first wave of warmth pooling inside her. She cried out for him, her legs locked, her insides absorbing the aftershock of both their orgasms. Jake’s mouth stayed on hers, swallowing her moans until finally, they were both still.
She smiled up at him, watching the rise and fall of his chest as they both worked to catch their breath. She’d just broken her first and only professional rule and she couldn’t bring herself to feel a shred of guilt over it. Not when he was staring down at her like that, all heavy-lidded and sexy and sweet. Her polar bear… She couldn’t believe it.
Jake had been right. Maybe some rules were meant to be broken after all.