Love In Secrets (Love Distilled #3) - Scarlett Cole Page 0,86
to last long and I’m barely fucking moving.”
“I can tell,” she murmured against his ear. “I can feel you pulsing and twitching inside me. I want to feel it when you come.”
“Words aren’t helping,” he growled.
Cassie’s soft chuckle warmed his heart. “So, come in me, Jake. Take me how you want to.”
He pressed up on his forearms, his face looming over hers, and began.
A frantic pace, in and out, feeling her walls grip him, feeling her lubrication increase. Desperate for her to come first, he reached between them, circling her clit. “I’m gonna need you to come real . . . soon.”
“I’m so close.” Cassie pressed her thighs against his hips, squeezing against him. The friction between the two of them increased.
“Love,” he warned. Fuck, he could feel his orgasm building. His body began to tighten. He hammered into her, faster and faster, dragging his cock along her lips before forcing his way deep inside her.
He was going to pass out from the glorious heat of it.
“Cass. Oh, fuck. Cass, yes.” Thrust after thrust of his release as his hips lost any kind of rhythm. It was overwhelming. It was more.
But it became everything when Cassie joined him. Gripping his ass to hold him where she wanted him as she writhed her hips against him.
“Jake,” she yelled, and then sucked in air, large gulps.
As he continued to twitch against her, he lowered his head to the pillow and kissed the side of her neck.
Her hands moved from his ass, stroking up and down his spine before moving in large circles designed to soothe.
Neither of them said a word.
Aftershocks of her orgasm squeezed him.
Fuck, he didn’t know if it was Friday or February. Probably couldn’t have spelled his own name if he was asked.
He had no idea how long they stayed there as their bodies cooled and their breathing returned to some semblance of normal. Eventually, he knew he had to move. He reached for the condom as he pulled out and Cassie groaned. “Stay,” she muttered sleepily.
“Back in a minute.”
He looked around for the toilet, which was incredibly easy to find given the apartment was basically a rectangle with a kitchen and bathroom. When he returned to the bed, Cassie was wiggled beneath the covers.
He climbed in, held his arm open to her, and felt a wave of relief when she snuggled against him.
“Why did you come, Jake?” she asked him.
“I missed you. I thought I loved my life before you and I got together. I had a good relationship with my sisters, loved my work. Was always happier with family rather than with friends, but Connor and Anders came along and suddenly I had a bigger family. I didn’t want you to leave, but I convinced myself that if you did, I’d be fine.”
Cassie propped herself on her elbow, resting her head in her palm. “And were you?”
Just be honest.
“No. I wasn’t. Remember when we talked in my living room and you said it was inertia. I was back to rushing through life in a straight line with nothing to shove me off course. Same thing every day. Wake up, shower, drink coffee, drive, distill, eat, sleep. I’d see Liv and Em and the guys. It was all the stuff I’d done before, but it was completely empty without you.”
Cassie flopped back down. “Same. Totally the same.”
“What do you mean?”
“I came back, and my apartment seemed smaller than I remembered, and all the things I used to do didn’t feel . . . I don’t know . . . fulfilling, I guess. Everything felt superficial.”
“And work?”
“Elijah gave me my job back.”
It was kind of weird the way she said it. Like there was something more to it, but now wasn’t the time to push. “That’s good news, at least. Are you still on the school or back on The Grosvenor? I know how much it meant to you.”
“Both. But the best part of being back is definitely seeing my baby go up in the sky.”
Silence fell between them.
“Is this a temporary fix, Jake? A way to scratch the itch of us?”
He’d been waiting for that question. “I hope not. I’ve never been to New York or lived outside of Colorado. I’ve never been to college and lived in a dorm, which I guess is a lot what this feels like. I was saying no to something I didn’t know anything about. I owed it to both of us to at least come and visit.”