More silence, and for a second, Donovan thought she wouldn’t give it to him. He hadn’t thought things through completely, because he wasn’t ready to give up, but luckily that didn’t matter.
Because, although she sounded reluctant, Kora rattled off her address and then hung up on him.
Donovan stared at the phone, grinning like a fool.
I knew I needed to do a lot of modifications on this chapter before it was complete, but for now, I was content. I’d put it out there and now I could go to Presley.
And suddenly, joining her in that big bed again was all I could think about.
Chapter Fifty-Four
Presley
Cool air wafted over my skin, pulling me from a deep sleep. It took a few seconds to clear the fuzz from my brain enough to realize I was in my bed at the cabin. And the cool air came from the blankets being pulled off me.
Opening my eyes, I noticed the sun shining bright, filling the room.
“What time is it?” I asked, my voice raspy from sleep. I turned my head to the side, trying to see Jake, but I was on my stomach, and he was somewhere behind me, over me.
A chill skittered down my spine. The good kind.
“Nine thirty,” Jake said, his lips sliding over my shoulder blade, moving toward my spine.
The warmth of his tongue on my skin had me moaning softly, spreading my legs, and allowing him to shift so that he was kneeling between my thighs, his cock settling in the crack of my ass.
“Do you know how hard it was to wait for you to wake up?” he asked, his voice low.
“If I recall, you’re the one who woke me up,” I answered, smiling.
“Are you complaining?” His lips latched on to the sensitive skin of my neck.
“No,” I said breathlessly. “Definitely not.”
“Good.” Jake’s hips shifted, his cock sliding beneath me, nudging at my entrance.
I was already wet, my body ready for him, but I was supposed to be resisting him. Wasn’t I? After all, I was the one who’d made the rule last night. For every chapter he wrote…
The blunt head of his cock nudged against my entrance, and I moved, pushing against him, allowing him to slip deeper inside.
A soft moan escaped me. “Oh, yes.”
Screw another chapter. I needed this. Him.
“Presley,” he mumbled against my neck, his chest lowering to my back as his hands slid over mine, linking our fingers. “You feel so good. So tight … so hot.”
I accepted for the first time in my life that I enjoyed the vocal side of sex a lot, listening to the rough rumble of his voice as he spoke. I wanted him to keep talking, to make me come with his words alone.
“Fuck,” he groaned, withdrawing slowly, then pushing in deep. “So wet.”
He did that to me. Seemed I was primed and ready for him all the time.
I tightened my fingers around his, pushing my hips back when he thrust forward again.
“Jake … don’t stop,” I pleaded when he began fucking me deeper.
This was one hell of a way to be woken up in the morning. His warm body covering mine, his lips tracing the shell of my ear, his dick tunneling in and out of me. The only possible way it could’ve been better was if we didn’t have the latex barrier between us. I suddenly wished we were skin to skin.
“Deeper,” I begged as the sensations slammed into me.
His hips rolled forward, his cock going deeper. He maintained a slow pace, driving me out of my mind. It felt so good. Too good.
“Pres … fuck, baby.” His hips rolled again and again, filling me, stretching me, igniting nerve endings that I hadn’t realized I had.
“Need more,” I told him, trying to push back against him.
Jake released my fingers, then the heat of his body disappeared. He pulled my hips back, forcing me up onto my knees. When I started to push up with my hands, his palm slid to the center of my back, stopping me, forcing my upper body to remain flat against the mattress.
For the longest time, Jake fucked me, keeping a brutally slow pace, the friction ratcheting me higher and higher, but it was never enough to send me over the edge. I was a mass of sensation, struggling to keep my sanity, desperate for the release that was just out of reach.
“More?” Jake asked, his voice rough, and I knew he was holding back for my sake.