Jake (Downton Cowboys #2) - Miley Maine Page 0,36

world has evaporated and all that exists is this wonderful feeling. This bliss, like being suspended in an ocean, floating seamlessly, effortlessly, just one with everything around me. I feel loved, wrapped in a gentle embrace that makes me feel safe.

Jake shifts and moves away. My eyebrows draw together as I push myself up on my elbows and look at the door. He re-emerges a few seconds later with a glass of cool water and hands it to me.

“You read my mind.” I smile.

“Trust me, I had two myself right now.”

I laugh at that and guzzle the cool liquid that slides down my throat then reach for him, insatiable and thirsty for more.

“We’re not done yet,” I say as I kiss his lips, his hands already tracing across my skin.

“I wouldn’t imagine it,” he replies against my lips.

He smiles against my lips, lowers himself against me, and lifts my shoulders up into the air, moving them into a spread-eagle position. To my surprise, I whimper, my head tossing and turning as I try to see what he is doing. He presses his mouth to my core and blows, his hot breath sending molten hot lava coursing through my veins.

I moan.

“You like that?” he asks.

I can only whimper back.

His tongue darts out, licking and swirling, a pattern only he can distinguish, until I can’t see straight. Thick and heavy desire settles over me like a fog. He keeps my legs up, even as my muscles strain against the movement, and I squirm underneath them. My body responds a few seconds later, another orgasm washing over me until I go limp, and he releases me.

Then, his mouth is all over me, nibbling and licking, from my neck all the way down to the tips of my toes. Goosebumps rise to greet him, and I lay flat on my back, my lungs burning with effort, and struggling to keep my eyes open. I push my hair out of my eyes and look at him, looking for all the world like he’d stumbled across the world’s greatest treasure.

Jake is taking his sweet time, discovering every inch of uncharted territory, alternating between his mouth, and his fingers. Occasionally, he pauses, looks up at me, sending another rush of desire washing over me before he returns to the task at hand.

Yes, he definitely knows what he is doing.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he says between kisses.

“I definitely hope so,” I giggle.

Soon, he crawls over me and settles himself between my legs. He reaches behind him and secures my legs around his hips. He bends down and kisses me, his tongue darting in and out of my mouth, leaving me panting for more.

Finally, he pushes himself into me, starting at a frenzied pace, pumping harder and harder until I am chanting his name. I pant and yell, pleasure pulsing through me. Still, I sit up, push Jake backward, and straddle him, giving him a full view of my breasts, bouncing up and down, and on prominent display.

“My turn,” I sigh as he slides in.

“By all means.”

Even covered in slick sweat, he is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, hell-bent on pleasing me without a thought for himself. I lower my head, capture his lips in mine, and begin moving my hips. Up and down then sideways and pausing every so often to run my fingers down the length of his chest.

He watches for a while, his mouth slightly open then his eyes flicker shut. Jake digs his nails into my thighs then begins to move in slow circles. I run my hands across the length of his chest, down his torso, and reach between us.

Jake twitches in response, a low growl in the back of his throat. I smile and fondle them even harder, his eyes flying open as a response. His hands fall to my hips, and he guides me with practiced ease, the two of us riding towards the finish line together.

One hand reaches for my breast while the other moves down the slope of my back and over the curve of my hips. He squeezes then goes for the other breast. As if sensing my impatience, his mouth replaces his hands, and I arch my back, giving myself over to him completely.

I don’t know what it is about Jake that has my stomach in knots or has me feeling like I want more, but I just can’t get enough. Each touch, every stroke, and every kiss leaves me on edge.

Suddenly, he begins