Take a Breath (Take #1) - Jaimie Roberts Page 0,56

you were the most magnificent, picturesque beauty I had ever seen. So I just stood there and watched—transfixed. When you fell into my arms all wet and naked, I nearly lost it.”

Under any other circumstances, I would have been mortified to hear about my confessions to him. My heart had let me down so badly by giving the game away to Jake like that. Now, though, I am more than glad it did. If I had kept my mouth shut, it’s possible that Jake and I would never have ended up being together.

With a smile on my face, I pull on his arm, tightening it around me. “I’m so glad my loose mouth gave me away in the end.”

He pulls me closer to him. “Me too. Now get some sleep. Goodnight, my sweet Ana.”

I melt at his words, and I know sleep will soon be upon me. “Goodnight, Jake.”

13

His kisses start to trail down to my belly, and prickly heat pinches my skin. I have had plenty of dreams about Jake, but none so realistic. I don’t ever want to wake up. His tongue is licking down towards my clit, and before I can even think straight, he’s there, licking and sucking with relish.

An enormous cry of pleasure escapes my lips, making me aware that I’m waking up. I know I’m close; I can feel that familiar sensation rising. I don’t want to wake up, because I don’t want this feeling to end.

I scream out, waking myself up to find it isn’t a dream at all. Jake is mercilessly continuing his delicious torture with his tongue. I’m close, oh, so gloriously close.

“Jake,” I cry, panting. My toes curl up tightly, and my hands instinctively grip the sheets.

“I want you to come all over my face.” He’s back on my clit again, and I can feel the familiar tingles running through me. The heat is rushing to my head, and before I know it, I come violently around him, wriggling my hips and arching my back against his bed.

“I can never get enough of your sweet cries of pleasure. You’re so beautiful when you come.”

I’m breathless, still feeling the effects of my climax. “I think I see stars,” I giggle.

Jake hovers over me and smiles. “I would reach for one if I could.”

I try getting up, but Jake halts me with one hand. “Where do you think you’re going?”

I smile cheekily at him. “It’s your turn now.” I try to move again, but Jake isn’t having any of it.

“I didn’t do that so you could return the favor. In fact, I’m returning one for you. Remember what you did to me in the shower?”

I frown. “Yes, but surely you must want—”

“Of course I do, but not right now. Later on, I promise. This right here was me worshipping you in the way you deserve to be worshipped. I never did this to expect sex in return. I already know I’ve found my vocation.”

“Oh, and what might that be?” I ask on a laugh.

He pulls his head up to my face and stares at me with those blazing green eyes. “Being with you, inside you. Feeling you around my cock. It was like you were meant to have me. A perfect fit.” My eyes glaze over, and a tear drops down the side of my face. He gently wipes it away. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“I know,” I sigh. “But you don’t know how long I have waited for you to … say those words to me.”

He tenderly strokes my hair. “It hasn’t been easy for either of us.” He rubs the tip of his nose against mine before maneuvering himself off me.

Suddenly, I think back to Bill’s words. “He’s not a predator, and his intentions were always honorable towards you. I believe he just wanted to be with you—to protect you—even if it did torture him in the process.”

I smile as I watch Jake stand up and put his boxer shorts on. I pout and he catches me, setting off his laughter. “Where are you going?” I ask.

He looks agitated by my asking. “Well, someone has to feed you, since you’re obviously not going to do it yourself. I’m going to make some breakfast, but if you have something in mind, I’d rather you tell me first.”

I ponder this for a minute and soon come up with something. “Now that you mention it, I am hungry—very hungry, actually. I think I will have the Jake Special, please. I’d like