Page 73 of You Wish
“When this becomes an all-hands-on-deck kind of situation, I’ll let you know.”
“You sure?”
Was he? He thought he was until she took his free hand and, lacing their fingers together, guided them over the curve of her hip, up her flat stomach, over the swell of her tits, where her nipples beaded against the thin material.
And just when he thought things couldn’t get more interesting, their hands descended, retracing their path until their united fingers were at her opening.
“Still want to drive this race alone?”
Before he could let out a big “Fuck no” she guided their fingers inside and her wet skin clenched. He’d had her just two nights ago, but he hadn’t had nearly enough. They’d been racing toward some unknown destination, greedy and desperate, trying to make up for the past.
This was playful and easy. Both of them completely in the present. It was like the decade-old gap had vanished and his Georgia was back.Theywere back. And it felt good. Amazing even.
She slowly pumped in and out, her head falling back on a soft sigh. They’d never done this together and he wondered what the hell had taken them so long.
The first time they’d been together he’d been all thumbs, so excited he nearly crossed the finish line without her. But there had been an innocence to it, where the awkward moments turned endearing. It hadn’t been his first time, but one couldn’t tell by the way he reacted to her touch.
It had been hers though and he’d wanted to make it special. Memorable. So he’d reined it in, went as slowly and carefully as possible. It had been nothing short of extraordinary.
Jake would never forget the way she looked that night. Moonlight brushed over her skin, turning every curve golden,every breath luminous. Her hair spilled across his pillow like something untamed, her lips parted on a shaky breath that made his chest ache with the force of it. She wasn’t polished or guarded the way she so often was in the world—she was bare, unhidden, her eyes locked on his like she was letting him see every raw, unfiltered piece of her.
God, she was beautiful. Not in the way people tossed the word around, but in a way that reached right through him, leaving him both undone and whole at the same time.
“I like that,” she whispered sweetly when he gave a long stroke, pulling all the way out and gliding back in. And for a moment, when he looked into her eyes, he saw the same innocent teenager she’d once been.
“I know what you like, but I want to get to what you love,” he said. When she tried to tell him, he silenced her with a kiss. “I know what you like and what you love, darlin’. Just let me show you.”
He pulled her onto his lap so that she was straddling him, then he laid back. He cupped her hips and maneuvered her until she was perfectly lined up above his head.
“Now, you might want to grab ahold of something, because this is going to be one hell of a ride.”
She let out a beautiful laugh and then rested her palms on the mattress above his head.
“You like this.” He pressed open-mouth kisses along the inside of her thigh. “And this.” He nibbled his way up her other thigh, sure to nip hard enough to sting right before he got to where she wanted him most.
“This drives you crazy.” Using his tongue, he licked around the very edge of her lips, and her thighs quivered the slightest bit.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“Good. Then my plan is working.”
“Does your plan include me exploding?”
“Oh darlin’, my plan includes you shooting off like the finale on New Year’s Eve. So many fireworks you’ll be blinded for days.”
“I love fireworks,” she said through her smile.
“The why don’t we give you some.”
Jake licked her knee to her inner thigh and when he got to the place shelovedhe didn’t stop. Didn’t hesitate. There was a time for play, a time for foreplay, and a time to fucking bring it home. This situation fell under the latter.
Jake had always considered himself a tit man, but when he cupped Georgia’s ass he knew that he’d always been an ass guy, he just hadn’t met the right ass—until now. His hands were so large they covered the entirety of each globe even as he licked her right up the center.
Jake,” she groaned, her legs opening wider as he worshipped her with his tongue. The longer he went the wider her thighs opened and the more she rocked against his mouth.
It was sheer heaven, her scent intoxicating. But he could feel her holding herself back.
“I want you to sit on my face and ride it until you pass out,” he said.
