Page 43 of Worthy Now
“Don’t judge me, but I’ve heard most upscale hotels give you special treatment if you mention you’re on your honeymoon whenbooking your stay. So, if any of the staff addresses you as Mrs. Nelson, just roll with it, okay?”
I blink at him before I burst out laughing, throwing myself across the comforter. Bouncing up and down on the cloud-like mattress, I close my eyes on a soft sigh, but bolt upright when a loud pop echoes through the room.
Jake grins like the cat that ate the canary, as he pours us both a generous glass of bubbly. He stalks toward me—all swagger and sizzling sensuality—holding out a flute, before he sits on the side of the bed and clinks his glass to mine.
“To an amazing weekend with an amazing woman,” he murmurs, taking a sip and watching me through hooded eyes. I down half the glass in one go to calm my nerves. I’m not even sure why I’m suddenly so jittery. It’s not like Jake and I haven’t slept with each other, like, a million times since getting back together. But something about this moment—lounging on a bed in a swanky hotel room, being romanced and surrounded by crackling sexual tension—feels different.
I rise to my knees and slowly shuffle closer, wrapping my arms around his neck and tilting my head to the side to study his familiar features. His pupils are blown. Eyes flaring with anticipation before he sets his drink down and pushes his warm hands under the hem of my shirt, resting them on my bare back.
He regards me with the most tender expression when he says, “I know I said I had a lot planned, and I promise we’ll get to all that. But right now, all I can think about is burying myself so deep inside you, you’ll feel me for the rest of the weekend.”
Good Lord, that filthy mouth.
His gravelly voice sends an electric current straight to my aching core, and I can’t hold back the groan his promise elicits. I freaking love it when he talks dirty. Showing him just how much his words affect me, I fuse my mouth with his and devour him. He gives as good as he gets, chasing my tongue with his before he takes over, pushing me to my back and unbuttoning my jeans with a quick flick of the wrist.
He pulls away just long enough to rid us of our clothes before he continues his sensual assault. Flashing me a devilish grin, he kisses his way down the side of my throat and across the full globes of my breasts.
I give a series of wanton moans when he sucks on my pebbled nipples one by one, grazing the sensitive peaks with his teeth before he moves on to the soft skin on either side of my belly button. I squirm when he inches dangerously close to where I need him most, running his nose up the crease where my leg meets my groin before he keeps moving south, ignoring my growl of frustration.
He chuckles against the inside of my knee and takes his sweet time nibbling the tender flesh of my inner thigh. I’m a trembling mess by the time he grips my calves and spreads my legs wide, staring at my most private part with a hungry expression that has me panting. Flicking his eyes up to mine, he slowly drags the tip of his tongue over his bottom lip.
Then, without warning, he dips his head and suctions his mouth to my throbbing clit. All coherent thought goes out the window as I cry out and tangle my hands in his thick hair. He’s done teasing now, suckling in slow, insistent pulls that have my toes curling before he runs the flat of his tongue through my pussy. I throw my head back in total abandon when he spears two fingers inside me and begins working them in tandem with his talented mouth, curling the tips and hitting that spot inside me just right.
I have a death grip on the sheets, toes digging into the mattress as a drawn-out moan rips itself from my throat and I splinter into a million pieces. Jake grips my hips, holding me steady as I ride out the waves of my release. He keeps lapping at me, his deep growls vibrating against my flesh, causing little aftershocks to rock my body. My thighs are shaking uncontrollably, as Jake looks up at me with an awed expression.
“That,” he mutters, licking his glistening lips while he crawls up my body, “was the single hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
He lowers his head and delivers a slow, sensual kiss, rocking his thick erection into me and rolling his hips in a promise of things yet to come. I can taste myself on his tongue, and for some reason, knowing where that mouth has just been already has me craving more. I wrap my legs around him, digging my heels into his backside and urging him to take me. He doesn’t keep me waiting. Reaching a hand between us to line himself up with my opening, he pushes himself forward on a single stroke.
“Goddamn, why do you always feel so fucking good?” he says on a groan, pausing to savor that first moment of connection, before he stares deep into my eyes and begins to move in a slow, steady rhythm.
“It always feels like the first time with you, no matter how often I’ve had you.”
I close my eyes, a pleased smile forming on my lips, as his hot breath tickles the side of my neck.
“To be fair, most of our sexual escapades happened when we were a couple of green kids. I don’t like thinking about how you got so damn good at this, but I’m sure loving the result.”
Jake pulls back, frowning down at me before the maddening grinding motion between my thighs comes to a sudden halt.
“Are you saying I used to be a lousy lay?”
“No!” I breathe, releasing a satisfied sigh when he resumes his shallow thrusts. “You were good,” I assure him, arching my back when he hits a particularly sensitive spot. “But maybe not as worried about my pleasure…as you are now.”
He stops again and leans on an elbow. “So…what you’re saying is…” Then, he does something I don’t expect. He thrusts deep inside me, almost punishingly, before pulling back out all the way to the tip. “I was a selfish prick…” He enters me again, even deeper, holding himself there when he says, “who didn’t make you…” Slides back out slowly, “come nearly as often…” Pushes forward, “as I should have?”
His hand reaches up and wraps around my throat; thumb grazing the side of my neck as he begins fucking me slowly and so deep I start to wonder where he ends, and I begin. I’m trying to urge him on by raising my hips, needing to come so badly but not getting nearly enough friction to get me there. “Lucky for me,” he rasps against my mouth as he slides out at the same infuriating speed. “My girlfriend is the forgiving type…” In, “and has let me redeem myself.” Out. “How can I ever thank her?”
He’s holding himself just outside me, and I'm losing my goddam mind when I growl, “By fucking her, Jake. By fucking her fast and hard.”
His eyes flash with satisfaction and a strangled sound spills from my mouth as he hits me right where it counts and all the banter stops. He jackhammers into me, delivering a series of hard strokes that send me further and further up the bed until the top of my head hits the headboard. Over and over, he rams himself inside of me, bottoming out and releasing a low, sexy sound that has the first signs of my orgasm building low in my belly.
“God, yes,” I shout, digging my nails into his broad back and holding on for dear life as he takes me harder than he ever has before. I’d feel bad for delivering a blow to his ego, but it seems it only made him more determined to prove that, nowadays, it’s my pleasure before his. “I’m so close. Don’t stop,” I demand, and Jake sits back on his heels, pushing my thighs up and into my chest before he picks up the pace. His hips piston in a punishing rhythm, as he stares down at the spot where our bodies meet.
“Fuck, Tessa. Please tell me you’re almost there… I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Almost there,” I whisper, screwing my eyes shut as I focus on the building sensations that seem just out of reach.
Jake seems to notice my struggle and sucks his thumb into his mouth before bringing the fleshy part against my clit. Planting a hand on the mattress behind him, he leans back?successfully changing the angle?and finally giving me what I need to go over.My eyes roll into the back of my head, and I see stars. Clamping down on his hard cock, my hips buck violently, and Jake matches my jerky movements as he spills himself inside me with a guttural groan. His whole body goes taut and he shudders violently before he collapses on top of me, too spent to keep himself upright.
