Page 90 of The Jilted Lovers Club
“It takes one to know one. Fuck, Ashton!” She cries out, writhing against my mouth as I lap up every bit of her. My god, she’s sweet. The milk and honey of her essence drips down my chin as I greedily devour her. She clutches at me, but then gently pushes, scooting herself away. “I need you inside me.”
Agreed. Leaning across the bed, I grab my pants and reach for my wallet. But the condom I thought was in there is gone. Fuck.
“I’ll finish you,” I promise, dropping my pants before climbing on top of her. I run a finger along her sex, but she swats it away and tugs me against her.
“No,” she says, her mouth claiming mine as she grips me. “You. I want you to fuck me.”
“I don’t have a—”
“I was tested months ago, and haven’t been with anyone but you since. I’m safe,” she breathes against me, “and I can’t get pregnant. Please don’t stop.”
So I don’t. I slip inside her as if her body has been made to fit mine, rocking against her as my hands tangle in her hair, kissing her like my life depends on it—and fuck me, it feels that way. Therelief I experience just being inside her, as if I’ve been waiting my whole life for this. For her. I know right then that if this isn’t love, the real thing is going to explode my whole world, because I have never felt so much as I do just being inside Jordy Gallo.
We make love most of the morning, as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist. I take my time, running my hands over her skin and feeling the trail of goosebumps left in their wake. I taste every inch of her like she’s my personal nectar. I run my hands over her breasts, watching her nipples pebble into taut peaks. Then I taste each delicate bud, my tongue teasing her while she arches her back. When I get close to completion, I pull out and replace my cock with my hand, feeling her juices run over me while I pump her to orgasm. If the walls are thin, we don’t care. She cries out my name as I make her come again and again, and then moans as I clamp down on her, drinking her in while she flows into my mouth.
I will never get enough of her.
“Please,” she begs, and I enter her one last time, thrusting as she grips my hips, driving me deeper inside her. I can feel her clench around me, and I swell in response. We come together, our bodies slick with heat and sweat as we move as one.
I slow, her body melting against me as I draw her close to me. Having her in my arms feels like I’m holding the whole world. I know I can’t let her go. Not again. Not ever.
“I’m so crazy about you,” I whisper, kissing her salty forehead. She grins against me, then looks up. Her hair is wild, and she looks every bit like a piece of art. I want to sit and stare at her for hours.
“I’m pretty crazy about you too.”
“Do you have to go?” I ask. She scrunches up beside me.
“I don’t have to,” she says, “but Nina is expecting me, and it’s been long enough.”
I realize the importance of this. “How are you feeling?”
She runs a lazy hand over my chest. “Nervous,” she says, “and excited. I know it will be a little awkward being that this is Brayden’s baby, and well…” She trails off, but I know what she means. This will be like seeing her own child she could have had with Brayden. I squeeze her against me, and she kisses my chest then looks at me. “I think I’m ready, though. I know I’m going to love this little girl so much.”
“I know you will too.” I sit up, only because I know I could stay in this bed forever with her. But if she still needs to work out transportation and get to Southern California at a decent time, she needs to start moving now. I don’t even know where this leaves us, but we have time to figure that out. “Wait, what if you borrowed my truck?”
She shakes her head, giving me a curious smile. “I can’t do that, silly. You need it for work.”
“I can use Bob’s,” I point out, “or anyone else’s in town. Besides, this gives you a reason to come back to me.”
“Ugh, I can’t believe I have to leave you right after we made up. It’s so unfair.”
I grin, then nod. “It’s all a part of the plan,” I say, and she laughs, throwing herself in my arms.
“What, to make you irresistible?”
“Exactly.”
She pulls away then, looking at me with a serious expression. “Come with me.”
I gape at her. “What? No, you don’t want that. This is your trip to see your family. I’ll just be in the way.”
“You’d never be in the way. Besides, you’re the reason I can even do this—you and Lottie. Before I met you, I wasn’t even able to look at young kids because it hurt so much. But getting to know Lottie helped me heal.”
“I can’t leave her, though. I mean, Bec would totally watch her, but I don’t want to leave her that long.”
“I don’t want you to leave her, either. Bring her with us. I want both of you to come.” She caresses the side of my face, her thumb stroking my jaw. “Please come with me, I don’t want to do this without you.”
And honestly? I don’t want her to either. “Fine,” I say, “but we’re stocking up on road snacks, and I don’t want to hear anything about how unhealthy they are.”
