Brazen and Breathless (Untouchable #6) - Heather Long Page 0,127
once, he sucked on it before he lifted his head and stared at me from half-lowered lids. “You did fantastic, Baby Girl. You were so good for me.”
I grinned. “I like this reward system.”
“I’m a little partial to it myself.” Then he gave me another kiss, and I groaned. “But we have to go home first,” he whispered. “And we have homework.”
“Blegh.”
He laughed at me.
The meanie.
Still, I got one more kiss in before we pulled apart and he dragged on his sweatshirt and jeans. Apparently, we weren’t showering here. I glanced toward the locker room and then away, but not before Jake caught me.
“Don’t tempt me,” he growled.
I made a face, but I was still smiling. It couldn’t be any riskier than the library, right?
I flicked a look to the three guys still working out on the weight benches studiously ignoring us. “Next time?”
Huffing laughter, he snaked an arm around my waist and dragged me back against him. “Definitely,” he said against my ear. “Though you’re playing with fire if you want to do it here.”
“I trust you,” I reminded him, and his groan sent another shiver through me.
“You’re killing me.”
“You love it.”
“Hmm.” But the fact that he squeezed my ass and then gave me another kiss was all the answer I needed. We grabbed protein shakes on the way home, for hydrating and muscle recovery, and also damn tasty. Once we got back, I half-expected Jake to follow me into the shower, but he’d snuck one on his own.
Wrapped in a towel, I stared at him in the living room where he had his phone in his hand and wore just boxer shorts.
Definitely as lickable as he’d been at the gym.
“Did I do something to offend you?”
He glanced up and grinned slowly at me. “What’s a matter, Baby Girl? You got an ache?”
Eyes narrowing, I squinted at him. “I thought I was a very good girl.”
“I don’t disagree,” he murmured, sending another message before setting the phone down with the open textbooks. He had the television on to something, but I couldn’t care less what he’d been watching. “But you also said you wanted to be bad.”
“So I’m getting punished for being good?”
Chuckling, he folded his arms, and if not for the fact that his muscles were all corded and tense, I’d have worried. But no, this was a game. Jake was fucking with me instead of actually fucking me.
“Are you feeling neglected, Baby Girl?”
Yes. This was a game.
“It’s okay,” I soothed him and let the towel loosen and fall. “I’ve got new toys that’ll fix the problem. Go ahead and get started on the homework.”
I pivoted and headed back up the hallway.
Four.
Three.
Two.
Jake scooped me up before I even reached the door. He dumped me on the bed and then half-pinned me as he leaned down, nose to nose. “Toys? You really want to go the toys route?”
“That or I can call Coop. I’m sure he’d be happy to talk me through it.”
Eyes flashing, Jake chuckled, and his beautiful, sensuous mouth pulled into a grin. “Who do you think I’m waiting on? He’s doing his last delivery and then he’ll be home.” Nipping my jaw, he traced a path to my ear. “Good girls get good rewards. Think you can wait that long?”
Oh.
I groaned and arched my hips because he was already nestled right between my thighs, and that sexy chest of his that had been torturing me for the last couple of hours was hot against my breasts. Jake’s grip on my wrists was gentle, but he had both of my arms pinned next to my head and his smile grew.
“No, my baby girl is a little too wound up and impatient, isn’t she?” Sympathy filled his tone as he nuzzled a kiss against my throat, and I couldn’t help but squirm as he pressed his hips into mine. The slow grind was making me crazy.
“She was good, but she’s seriously considering bad was the way to go.”
“Fine,” he said, huffing out a sigh as he straightened. “Let’s just take the edge off, shall we? I’m sure I can keep you busy for at least twenty minutes. What’s the going record right now?”
“For what?” The damp tousle of his hair was doing really good things for him, and so were his very smooth cheeks. Someone had shaved.
“For most orgasms in that time frame? I think it was four. Might be five.” He slanted a look at me, and his grin grew. “Shall we go for six?”