Page 75 of For Fox Sake

I reach out, cupping her face in my hands and dipping my head to hers.

Our lips meet, mesh, move together.

Her hands grip my shoulders.

I brush my tongue against hers, over and over, until the pads of her fingers are digging into me and she’s gasping into my mouth.

Pulling back, I reach behind me to pull my shirt up and over my head, then we’re kissing again, the silky fabric of her bra rubbing against my bare chest and setting every nerve ending aflame.

Our mouths go from sweet, to sensual, to straight-up erotic. A tidal wave of desire sweeps over me. I lift her into my arms, turning us toward the bed and laying her down before coming over top of her, kissing along her jawline and then down her chest.

I brush my lips over the smooth material, gently sucking.

She arches underneath me, her breath coming out in pants.

“Jake.”

I keep moving, kissing over the soft skin of her belly to the top of her jeans. I fumble with the button, flicking it open and then unzipping to wiggle them down her thighs and off, chucking them over the side of the bed.

I slide my hands up her thighs, spreading them wide enough for me to settle in between.

Her fingers grasp and twist the bedspread underneath her.

She still has her panties on. Just a tantalizing swath of black cotton.

Nerves coil in my gut. It’s been so long. What if I suck at this? “I haven’t done this in a while, so...”

Heart pounding, I smooth my fingers up and down over her panties.

“Oh, yes,” she moans.

Well, she likes that.

“Show me.” I take her hand, moving it between her legs. “Show me what you like.”

Her fingers move. Lust squeezes me in a vise. Only two of my brain cells are functioning, and they’re both too horny to think clearly, but I bang them together a few times and focus on Ryan’s movements, paying attention to the places she touches, how she touches, the motions and the force behind them.

After a few minutes of careful study, I take over. The undies get yanked off and thrown on the floor with the pants, and then I use my mouth and hands and fingers.

I don’t stop until Ryan is trembling and shaking underneath my mouth, smothering her groans with one hand as release overtakes her.

I kiss my way back up her body and collapse next to her on the bed.

“Holy shit,” she breathes. “For someone who hasn’t done this in a while, you did a stellar job. Gold star.”

I grin up at the ceiling. I don’t suck. Awesome.

She rolls into me, kissing my shoulder, her hand running down my stomach to the top of my jeans.

She smirks at me, her eyes drowsy, and shoves at my pants.

I clench my jaw. She must be exhausted from traveling all day, plus staying up late playing games with Ari. “We can stop now if you want,” I murmur.

She stops pushing at my clothes and blinks at me. “What?”

“If you’re tired, we can just sleep.”

She shakes her head. “No. We’re doing this. I am not too tired for this.”

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