Page 116 of Before You
To stop my tears of happiness from falling, I stick my tongue out to catch a snowflake, elated when JJ joins me.
I’m convinced it can’t get better than this.
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My body is on fire from the way JJ has me pressed against the wall of the elevator on our way up to the penthouse. The sheer desperation of this kiss makes my body crave the feeling of JJ’s pressed on top of me.
His lips clash passionately against mine, both of us fighting to lose ourselves in this moment and in each other. We’re both wearing too many layers, and I shift to move closer to him, but the rail is digging into my back. I groan, pulling away to laugh softly, and JJ gives me a questioning look.
“I’m sorry, I promise it’s not you I’m laughing at,” I say, untangling my hands from where they’d ventured into his dark hair.
JJ offers me his slanted smile I love so much. “No, it’s definitely me and it’s okay. I know I’m funny looking, and you’re the pretty one in this relationship.”
I lean up, kissing his lips once more. “No. The bar is digging into my back,” I explain as the elevator chimes before the doors open. JJ steps back to drag a hand through his already mussed hair, pausing to frown at the bar as if it will make it disappear.
I kick my boots off by the door, shedding my coat, gloves, and scarf as JJ does the same before following me further into the penthouse.
“Should I put a movie on?” I ask, feeling his presence right behind me. I pause in the living room, sucking in a breath when he pulls my hair over one shoulder to press his lips to the side of my throat.
“Do you really want to watch a movie?” he asks, and the hoarseness in JJ’s voice that wasn’t there before causes shivers to crawl up my spine.
“No,” I admit, unashamed of how badly I want JJ. He’s already seen every part of me—there’s no reason to pretend I don’t. My gaze shifts to see the hot tub sitting on the patio overlooking the city. “We could take a dip in the hot tub?”
“I don’t want anyone else to see what’s mine, and I’d rather show you how well I pay attention to see how many orgasms I can bring you too,” he says, kissing my throat again. My breath catches, and his deep chuckle against my throat is distracting.
“But it’s your birthday,” I protest, but it’s a fight to keep my eyes from rolling to the back of my head from the gentleness of his touch.
“I promise you, getting to touch you is a gift, and I’d like to see if I can get you to crush my head between your thighs,” he teases, causing an abrupt laugh to slip from me.
“I can’t believe Kaden asked you that,” I say, but when JJ turns me to press his lips against mine, I forget all about it.
We leave a trail of clothes on our way to my bedroom, and I’m confident there isn’t a part of my body he hasn’t touched. Shedding the last of my clothes, I look up at JJ, only to find him already staring at me.
“See something you like?” I tease, and his mouth tilts into a smile.
“I see everything I love.” JJ drags a hand through his hair, causing his dark waves to fall onto his forehead.He’s beautiful.My hands twitch at my sides, eager to touch him as I watch him stroke his hard cock, and I sit on the bed, watching as his abdomen flexes and a bead of pre-cum forms on his tip. I slip my hand between my legs, biting my lip to hide my smile when his throat bobs as I touch myself.
“Sweetheart, do you have any idea how pretty you look right now?” he asks.
“Funny, I was thinking the same about you,” I say, dipping my finger in me before bringing it up to my nipple, coating the sensitive skin with my arousal, and JJ’s patience snaps. He’s quick to close the gap between us, pressing a bruising kiss to my lips not nearly long enough before he moves to close his mouth over my nipple, sucking eagerly.
“I like the way you think,” JJ says, and I moan when his fingers drag over my aching core, but they never push into me, instead tracing a matching circle around my other nipple. I move to touch him when in one smooth movement, JJ catches my wrists, and holds them above my head against the pillows.
“You’re not going to let me touch you?” I ask, raising my eyebrows at him.
“It’s my birthday, my rules, sweetheart. If you can’t keep your hands to yourself, I’ll make you,” he says, before swirling his tongue around the path his fingers took. I gasp, arching into his mouth, and he holds my hands in place, but his grip is loose enough that I could definitely pull them free if I wanted to.Except, I don’t because as much as I like telling JJ what to do, it’s sexy seeing this other side of him.
I twist underneath his firm body as he continues painting my skin with my arousal before lapping it up with his tongue. “More,” I beg, cracking when once again, he doesn’t put an end to my misery. I know I’m not the only one desperate for more.
“Keep your hands up there,” he instructs, and I nod, because I’ll do anything JJ wants right now if it means he’ll tip me over the edge instead of continuing to let me teeter on it. He gives me a wicked smile before his mouth trails down my body, and he sucks my clit into his sinful mouth.
I cry out, but as my eyes flutter shut from the intense amount of pleasure, I remember to keep my hands above my head. He finally pushes two fingers into me, but it’s when he curls them inside me, I see stars as the pressure builds in me. “Fuck yes,” I moan, my head twisting as I fight the urge to grab JJ’s hair as he circles my clit with his tongue.
“Can you take another?” JJ asks, and my hips arch, seeking more. “Gotta make sure your pretty pussy is ready for me to fuck you.”
Oh my god, I love hearing JJ unfiltered.I feel myself stretch as he adds a third finger, curling them at the same time he applies pressure to my clit, and my body implodes from the inside out. My breathing is heavy, but I smile when JJ kisses my lips. “You did so good.”
“Can I touch you?” I ask, and he shakes his head.
