Page 109 of To Love Jason Thorn

The panties got caught up in my shoes andhe practically snapped them off, startling another gasp from me. The lightscoming from his backyard were enough for me to see his dark eyes burning withheat. Heat for me. His big hands kept caressing my thighs, but otherwise he letme have my look as we panted, out of breath.

His eyes still on me, he licked his lips,slipped his hands in between my thighs, and spread them wide open, making spacefor his body.

I leaned forward and rested my foreheadagainst his. Our eyes were open and I was falling so deep with him—no turningback, done for life deep.

“Will you be wet for me when I touch you?”he whispered against my mouth. His fingers were toying with me, caressing animaginary trail from my knee up toward my pussy, never quite touching, butgetting too damn close for me to sit absolutely still.

My heart beating out of my chest, I nodded.“So wet,” I whispered.

“Good,” he muttered in a thick voice, andfinally, finally his fingertips touched me right there.

My eyes closed. I moaned and threw my headback.

His hand left me and he cupped my neck,bringing my forehead back to rest against his.

“No, baby. I want you to look into my eyeswhen I make you come. I want you to remember.”

As if I could ever forget him touchingme…

He gave me his finger again, but this time,he didn’t caress or play. He pushed two of his fingers inside me, literallytaking my breath away, and pressed his thumb firmly against my clit.

My legs shaking, I closed my eyes and tooka deep breath. He wasn’t moving and I needed him to move really bad. It wasn’tgoing to take more than a few seconds for me to come. A few thrusts and I wasgoing to lose it.

“Please,” I whispered and cupped his face, staringinto his eyes like he wanted me to do.

“You want me?” he asked, his voiceunrecognizable.

“Yes,” I sighed. I’d wanted him for years.I’d longed for him when he was sleeping in my brother’s room, so close butstill far away. Then when years had passed, I’d longed for him secretly, watchinghis movies, holding him close to my heart even when he was impossible for me tohave. “Yes,” I repeated with more feeling.

“Then kiss me, Olive.”

This time, I didn’t hesitate. Holding hisface to my lips, I kissed him softly. His fingers gave me a small thrust andhis thumb rubbed my clit, just as softly as my kiss. I hooked my legs aroundhis waist and pulled him closer to me. Tilting his head with my hands, I kissedhim deeper. It was still soft, but I thrust my tongue deeper into his mouth totaste all of him, to play with his tongue.

His fingers started thrusting deeper, mywetness seeping out of me all around his fingers, and I mewled into his mouthas I tried to push my hips forward to take more of him.

When he hit a specific spot, I tore mymouth away from his and held on to his shoulders, my fingers curling in.

“Holy crap,” I whispered, spreading mythighs wider. “Jason.”

Warmth started to creep all over my body,every inch of my skin erupting in goose bumps. I was almost there, so I toldhim exactly that.

“I’m so close,” I murmured, my eyes close.

He added another finger into me and Iarched my back.

So fucking close.

It was going to be one of those long,intense orgasms. Nothing crazy, at least nothing too crazy, but stillone of those sweet, I’m burning all over in a good way kind of orgasms.

He gave me his fingers with slow, deepthrusts as his thumb ghosted over my clit, making me practically lose my mind.

Letting go of his shoulders, I leaned backand propped myself on my hands, opening my legs even wider, asking for more.

“Jason, please,” I mumbled when he didn’tquicken his pace and let me fly.

“You need it hard?” he asked with a lowgrowl to his voice.

I bit my lip and nodded.

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