One and Done - S. Briones Lim Page 0,87

harder?”

“Mmm, yeah,” I breathed.

For someone who was a late bloomed virgin, I definitely found my footing in the bedroom. Besides my first time with Jesse and second time with him in his car, we’ve had sex every single time we were together and then some. Let’s just say all that wait was well worth it.

I pushed myself up and quickly rolled onto my knees, sticking my ass into the air. Jesse with his expert skills, quickly ran his finger from my clit up to my lips, teasing me until I cried out for more.

“Patience, Rocky, patience,” he clucked.

He pulled back, leaving me whimpering in disappointment. Chuckling, he gripped onto my waist and gave one powerful thrust, filling me up completely. I had no choice but to gasp out in exhilaration. “Yes!”

Jesse leaned forward, leaving a trail of soft bites up and down my spine. I was right on the edge of ecstasy, but I didn’t want to finish this way.

“Stop!” I screeched.

“Huh?” Jesse immediately pulled out. I turned in time to catch him scratching his head, but before he could get a word out I pushed him onto the mattress and quickly straddled him. His lips curled into a sensual smile. “If you wanted to change positions you could have just asked.”

“What fun would that be?” I gulped, slowly sliding onto him until his thickness impaled me. Positioning myself into a good angle, I began to ride, grinding my hips until all the friction sent me over the edge.

My eyes were squeezed shut, but I felt Jesse grip my hips, pounding upwards in a fury as he joined me in my orgasm. Even with my head up in the clouds I couldn’t help but grin, knowing he enjoyed it as much as I did.

I climbed off of him and collapsed onto the mattress, squirming over so that my body molded against his. Quietly, I reached out and brushed his long strands from his eyes.

With a thoughtful smile on my lips, I whispered, “If living with you means doing that every night, then I wonder what took me so long.”

Opening his eyes slowly, a lazy grin appeared on his face. “Believe me; I’ve been wondering the same thing.”

Chapter 35

Rocky

The sunlight streamed in through Jesse’s curtains, momentarily blinding me. Yawning, I stretched my arms in the air, surprised not to feel Jesse’s warmth next to mine. Unlike the first ‘morning after’ experience, this time I felt confident knowing Jesse did not leave me for good. Taking my time, I padded toward the bedroom door and smiled when I heard the distinct pop of bacon on the stove.

“Aww, of course he’d cook for me.” A wistful smile played on my lips as I pushed through the door. As expected, Jesse was bent over the stove, but at the first sound of my footsteps he lifted his head and caught my eye, grinning from ear to ear.

He eyed my bare legs and whistled. “Whew! If this is what I get to wake up to every morning, then thank God for cohabitation!”

“Shh!” I giggled, suddenly feel self-conscious of my choice of attire. With only a threadbare shirt that rested on the top of my thighs, I was barely covered. “You’ll wake the neighbors.”

“Ah, I think we already woke them up last night.” He shot me a wink, further warming my core.

Ignoring the blood that rushed inside me, I scuffled to the nearest chair and plopped down. A yawn escaped my throat and I blinked away the last remnants of sleep.

“Ah, don’t tell me you’re still too tired to move your stuff in.” Jesse walked over, placing two platefuls of eggs and bacon in front of me. Though a smile played on his face, I couldn’t help but notice the slight jab in his words.

I tried to brush it off, but couldn’t help but feel my grin falter.

Whatever he’s feeling is your fault.

Clearing my throat, I inhaled the delicious scent of bacon, quickly changing the subject. “This is good. Thanks.”

He grabbed a napkin, whipping it through the air to unfold it. A light puff of air hit my face as he sat down next to me. “Best thing about living with a chef? You get meals like this every morning—”

Ring. Ring.

I blinked in surprise and glanced over at the counter where his cell phone was going crazy. “It’s only a little after eight on a Saturday. Who would be calling you?”

Jesse shrugged, but a fleeting look of worry touched his handsome features.

I shook my head and