Page 77 of Unofficial

Taking another forkful of the tiramisu, she looks him right in the eyes and drops it onto her chest. "Oops."

Damn her. "Jess-"

"I should probably clean this up," she says and unbuttons the rest of her blouse before tossing it onto the floor.

His eyes focus on the custardy dessert dripping down into her cleavage, and he pants. But the moment she reaches behind her and frees herself from her bra, he can't hold himself back any longer. His mouth finds the dessert as he leans her back onto the couch, and her fingers run through his hair.

"Kade," she moans. "Yes. This is what I want."

Licking everything up, he moves to take her right nipple into his mouth, kissing it as though it was her mouth while he plays with her left one in the palm of his hand. "Jess," he moans and kisses his way to her other nipple.

"I need you," she whispers. "I've wanted nothing but this for months."

Kissing down her belly, he unzips her skirt from the side and slides it off with next to no effort. Her eyes look down to watch him as she sits in only her panties, and he needs to kiss her. Needs her mouth on his, and he moves back up to her lips.

Jess wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him with a passion that sets him on fire. He wants this. Her. Needs her, but he also knows not to risk having her wake up in the morning regretting the decision.

You can’t just leave her unfulfilled. His hand slides down beneath her panties, and her legs open wider as he rubs her swollen lips, his middle finger sliding between to feel her soaking wet need.

She moans into his mouth as he grazes her clit, and his jeans feel like a painful chastity belt. Or at least what he imagines one might feel like. He needs her as much as she needs him, but only one of them will be left relieved and sated.

Reaching further down, he palms the hood of her need as he slips his middle and ring fingers inside. The feeling of her slick heat around him makes him groan, and she pulls her mouth from his.

"Kade, oh, yes."

His hand moves, giving her some of what she desires. Her eyes watch him as he slips down a little to suck on her left tit again, wishing he could have all of her. To get what he plans to give her, but this moment of pleasure isn't worth the potential pain tomorrow.

"I have to taste you," he says and moves to kneel on the floor while shifting her to the upright position.

Her chest heaves with anticipation, and she can't stop watching him, making it even sexier than he could imagine. Moving her panties to the side with his finger, he lowers his face to her sex and takes her into his mouth the way he knows she likes. The moment her fingers claw into his hair, he knows it won't be long now.

To get better leverage, he hooks his arms under her thighs and lifts her up to angle her just right. As uncomfortable as she may look, her moans and mews tell him it's exactly what she needs.

"Kade!" she cries out, her hips moving against his face as her juices wet his chin. "Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

His tongue circles her until she comes down from her high, and he slowly moves her to a more comfortable position. Her sated expression as she stares at him with such adoration makes what he's about to do even more difficult.

"Your turn," she says with a small smile.

"No, baby, not tonight."

Her brows furrow, and he just stares at the sexy woman in front of him wearing just her panties. "What?"

"This was for you, not me."

Her hands move to rub along his fly, and he involuntarily shifts his hips and moans.

"I don't know if all of you agrees with that statement, Kade."

It takes all his self-control, but Kade backs away from her touch and reaches in to adjust himself into the least painful positioning of his manhood possible. "Not tonight, Jess."

Jess reaches for the blanket on the back of the couch and covers herself. "Why?"

"Because I still have over a month left."

"I'm telling you to forget the rule, Kade."

He shakes his head. "You created that rule because of me. I didn't tell you about my past with Sam to get you into bed."

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