Page 39 of Long Story Short

‘Mmm,’ Jake said, his eyes drinking me greedily as he tossed my dress onto the bed behind us. ‘Remember what I said? We do whatever you want…’ he said, not touching me yet.

I looked at him and even though I was still nervous, the pull I felt towards him overtook that. ‘I want it all,’ I confessed out loud. I moved towards him and his arms met me halfway. Our lips met again and this time, there was no holding back. Jake pulled me down with him onto the bed and we rolled together, our limbs tangling up with one another as we kissed, trying to get as close as we possibly could.

‘Too many clothes,’ I pulled away from his mouth to grumble.

I felt his chest move with a laugh but Jake sat up and unbuttoned his blue shirt, pulling it off and tossing it on top of my discarded dress. I looked up at him from the bed as he reached for his belt, undoing it and pulling it off. He paused on the fly of his trousers but I nodded furiously and he smiled, unzipping and sliding them off so he was also now only in his underwear. His tall body was lean, but despite him saying he didn’t go to the gym, his chest was defined and I could see muscles in his arms that suggested he’d be strong enough to lift me. My eyes trailed down to notice that he was straining out of his boxers, just as excited as I felt.

He came back to lean over me, propping up on an elbow to look down at me on the bed. ‘You are so beautiful. Inside and out.’ He reached out to stroke my hair then touch my lips with his fingertips. Then he looked at me. ‘You said it had been three years… Are you sure you want it to be me?’

I thought about how attractive I found him, but also how attractive he made me feel. There was crazy chemistry between us. But it felt like there could be more to it. Like when Jake told me he liked me the way I was. He didn’t want me to change. He loved the clothes I wore. He thought I could do whatever I wanted. He didn’t want to let me down. ‘Yes, because you really see me.’

He smiled. ‘I see you. And I want you so much.’

‘I want you too.’

Jake’s eyes lit up and he caught my lips with his. His free hand traced the outline of my bra, slipping over the cup. I arched my back towards him and he moved from my lips to kiss down my chest, pulling my bra down to keep going, kissing my breast and then running his tongue over my nipple, hardening it instantly. He gave a contented sigh as he reached behind me and unclipped the bra, again tossing it away. He moved back, cupping my breast as his mouth returned to my nipple, and I let out an encouraging moan. My body was so eager, I should have been embarrassed but I could see by the look on Jake’s face that he was loving how responsive I was to him. He kissed down the centre of my chest then, trailing down towards my belly button. This time, my breath hitched. He carried on until he reached my underwear, kissing the fabric as I arched my back more to try to feel more pressure.

‘What now, baby?’ Jake said then. His voice gruff, his eyes black as he looked at me.

‘Take them off,’ I pleaded with him, glowing at him calling me ‘baby’.

Jake did as he was told, slipping his fingers under the fabric and hitching my knickers down my leg and throwing them on the floor. ‘Open your legs; I want to taste you,’ he pleaded then.

I paused for a second. I’d never been with a man who commanded me like that or even used anything close to dirty words. In fact, sex had always been a rushed and hushed affair after dark. But I was lying naked and exposed in the afternoon with a man who had no qualms at being honest about what he wanted to do to me. If I had been turned on before, now I was lost in lust. I opened my legs and watched as he dipped his head in between them and touched me with his tongue.

‘God,’ I cried at the contact, pleasure shooting up through my body as he expertly tasted me. I reached out and ran my fingers through his hair as he hummed against me. ‘Jake,’ I said, my legs already starting to tremble; I’d been that horny. He moved a finger inside me then and I moaned louder than I probably ever had.

Jake lifted off me for a moment to look at me. ‘Good girl,’ he said before he carried on.

I had no idea I would enjoy those two words but I moaned again and then he added another finger inside me, bucking on the bed beneath him. His tongue did things that I had only fantasised about when I was touching myself before. ‘Jesus Christ,’ I breathed as the pleasure built, and my legs began to shake for real. I found myself giving his hair a tug as I cried out, trying to gulp in air as I lost control. I fell back against the bed then, my body throbbing as I tried to come down from that delicious high. ‘That was…’

Jake chuckled as he laid down beside me and ran a hand down my arm then leg. ‘I loved seeing you lose control.’

I turned to him and bit my lip.

‘Look at you.’ He touched where I had bit myself. ‘Your hair has gone wild from your writhing. And your lips and chin are red from kissing and this…’ He rubbed his facial hair. ‘And your breathing… it’s so hot.’

‘That was so hot,’ I confessed, my cheeks turning pink at the way he was watching me but I liked his attention so much. He looked like he’d never seen anything more enjoyable. ‘I’ve never been called that before…’

Jake watched me for a moment then smiled. ‘Good girl? You are a good girl, aren’t you, Freya?’ he murmured, his fingertip still on my mouth. He applied a little bit of pressure and I parted my lips. He slipped a finger into my mouth and watched as I sucked it.

‘I want it all,’ I repeated then, catching his dark eyes with my own.

‘You can have it all,’ he replied.

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Jake’s lips met mine again as he propped himself up and leaned over me. I reached out to touch him and he murmured happily as I smiled at how aroused he was. His mouth left my lips. ‘Are you sure? You really want this?’

‘Yes, I really do,’ I said eagerly as I stroked him. I was nervous but I wanted this too much to let my three-year dry spell stop me.

Jake reached over the bed to find his trousers and pulled out a condom. ‘Take control, baby. I want this to be good for you,’ he said, lying on his back on the bed as he slid the condom on. ‘We can stop any time, okay?’ His ran his hand down my arm and entwined his fingers with mine. Our eyes met and sparks flew between us. I was certain I hadn’t felt this connected to a man in bed before.

I pulled myself on top of him, straddling his body with mine. Jake’s eyes slid over my body and the look on his face was just as thrilling as his touch had been. I felt beautiful and desired and maybe even a little bit sexy, which was something I would never have described myself as before.

When I smiled down at him, Jake shook his head. ‘I think I might be the luckiest man in the world right now.’

I shifted forward and lifted myself up, easing down on him slowly, taking my time.

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