Page 126 of Absolute Certainty
Jay shut his eyes, letting another curse fall into the space left between them.
Sitting up underneath her, he brought his lips to her breast, then drew her nipple into his mouth. She moaned, trailing her hands to his hair and rolling her hips against him.
Once, twice, chasing the friction as his mouth worked her breasts.
She curved her hands around his shoulders as she lowered herself on top of him.
“God, you’re unreal,” he breathed.
Hewas unreal.
Jay’s body was magnetic—on top of her, underneath, wherever—being with him was a dream.
“You—you feel so good,” she divulged, tugging on his hair and nudging him to look up at her.
Sahar’s mouth moved to his for a messy,needykiss as she rode him faster, the ripples of her orgasm swelling through her.
They came together, his name rolling off her tongue with urgency.
Later, Jay insisted he wanted another taste of her, dragging her up and onto his face, his scruff and mouth and tongue adding a whole new form of pleasure in this position.
The wayhe looked at her while they were sprawled in her bed at the end of the night nearly broke Sahar.
No one had looked at her like that before.
His fingers trailed along her forehead, gently moving to her cheek. “I—” he started to say, but the words suspended in his mouth as Sahar bolted upright.
Whatever he wanted to say had to be a fleeting thought. He hadn’t seen all of her yet. He hadn’t witnessed the parts of her that pushed her exes away. He was lovestruck from multiple orgasms and serotonin running through his brain.
He hadn’t seen the aftermath of when it all wore off—the inevitable crash and burn.
Eyes narrowed, he tried to read her. “Sahar?”
Tears threatened to unleash. Her heartbeat thundered in her chest. Sirens outside wailed, and the sounds of people yelling about all sorts of things in the distance rang through her ears.
“Sahar?” he repeated.
Frantically, she shook her head. “We can’t do this.”
He blinked rapidly, trying to read her. He was always trying harder than anyone else ever had, but she was being pulled away by a current while he was left at shore.Fuck.
“Do what?” he asked, his voice even, like he was trying not to push.
She gestured in the space between them. “This. Us.”
His dreamy gaze turned cold. Bewildered. Sahar was actively hurting him, and she couldn’t even tell him why.
She hated herself for it.
Blinking again, he took a breath. “What on earth is happening right now?”
She bit down on her bottom lip, battling the tears that had filled her eyes. And then she jumped off the bed, her entire body shattering.
He rose with her, carefully keeping a distance.
Stop fightinghim,a still, small voice inside of her whispered.
“Sunshine, talk to me,” he all but begged.
