Moving Cat to the floor, I got to my feet and resituated myself so that I was straddling Jake’s lap. “I really have been busy,” I told him. It wasn’t a lie. “But I’ve thought about you all week.”
Something passed through his eyes a second before his smile returned, and I briefly saw the same man I’d last seen at the cabin staring back at me. Not a care in the world, content to be right where we were, right where I wanted us to be.
Well, maybe with his hands on me and without all the clothes in the way, but a girl couldn’t be choosy.
At least, not yet.
Chapter Sixty-Five
Jake
She wasn’t going to make this easy and I wasn’t going to play the game any longer.
I knew the instant Presley had wanted to change the subject, and I was beginning to think it was one of her coping mechanisms. Rather than dealing with shit outright, she resorted to something that didn’t require conversation. I’d seen it in her eyes, knew she had no intention of telling me whether something had been bothering her or if the distance she’d put between us this past week really was due to her being busy.
Regardless, I didn’t have any intention of arguing. I was trying to convince myself that I didn’t really give a shit. This back-and-forth thing between us… I’d never had to deal with it before, wasn’t even sure how I was supposed to handle it. It was a hell of a lot easier to make this about sex if that was how she wanted to play it.
I’d been that guy once; I could be him again.
It wasn’t difficult to do when the sexiest woman I knew was straddling my lap, smiling down at me. Fuck, the only thing I could think of was getting her naked and beneath me, so this was good.
“Are you gonna kiss me?” Presley whispered, her smile growing wider by the second.
“I’m thinking about it.”
“Yeah? Anything I can do to persuade you in the right direction?”
“Which direction is that?” I asked, trying to tease her the way she was teasing me.
“The one that results in your mouth on mine.”
“Hmm.” I pretended to consider that for a moment and Presley swatted me.
In a move that obviously surprised her, I flipped her onto her back, then came down over her, my mouth hovering close enough that I could feel her breath when she laughed.
“God, I’ve missed you,” I whispered softly, then leaned down and brushed her lips with mine.
The kiss went nuclear, hot and bright and incredible, and the only thing I could think of was fucking her right here on my couch. I damn sure didn’t plan to take her back to my bed. She’d been the first and only woman who’d been there, and I’d known the moment I’d woken up to find her gone why I didn’t go that route.
As much as I wanted things to be different with Presley, I didn’t think that was in the cards.
So, I would settle for this.
After slowly undressing her, I trailed my lips down her body, shouldering my way between her smooth, creamy thighs while she watched. I loved having her eyes on me, seeing how they darkened to the same color as a thunderhead.
“Jake.” As she moaned my name, her fingers threaded into my hair, holding me to her as I used my thumbs to separate her folds, my eyes dropping to the glistening pink flesh I revealed moments before my tongue dipped down.
I feasted on her for long minutes, focusing only on her, on the pleasure I could bring her. I didn’t relent until she came so beautifully, her broken cries and strangled moans echoing in the room.
By the time she came back down from her orgasmic high, I had removed my clothes and eased back over her, sliding my cock deep in one forceful thrust.
“Yes,” she hissed, her fingernails digging into my biceps.
I didn’t lean down to kiss her, forcing myself to keep my distance. I’d finally found the woman I wanted to keep in my life, but something continued to nag at me, something that said Presley wasn’t looking for the same thing I was.
So, for now, this was enough.
When she began raising her hips to meet mine, I changed the angle, lifting her legs up, her calves against my chest as I pounded into her, the smooth walls of her tight cunt pushing me closer and closer to release.