Changing Course (Wrecked and Ruined #1)(36)

"Did you use me for my body?" I tease and when her head snaps up to my eyes, I can tell that was the wrong move. The hurt and embarrassment are written all over her face, which makes my heart sink and, honestly, thoroughly baffles me.

"Jesus Jess, are you alright? What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?" Even before she can answer, my mind flies to all the possible answers. Did I push her too far? I wasn't expecting anything from her tonight. She was more than a willing participant in that, or at least that's what it felt like.

"It's just...I'm just...I don't know."

"No way. We just spent the last hour getting to know each other intimately, you're not locking up on me now. Talk to me."

She lets out a resigned breath before answering. At least she's rational. "Why did you stop me?"

"Stop you? I didn't stop you?"

"You pulled away from me, just before you, um...finished," she says, glancing down to my stomach, reminding me that I'm chatting while still covered in come. Wonderful.

I stand up and head into the bathroom. I grab a wash cloth and quickly cleaning myself off. When I walk back into the room, she's already half-dressed.

"What are you doing?" I knew she was bothered by something, but I didn't expect her to be bolting out the door already. "You aren't going anywhere until you sit and talk to me. This is crazy, Jess. You aren't running out of here after what we just did.”

"You're you, Brett. And I'm just inexperienced little Jesse Addison." She stops talking, as if she just explained it all.

"What does that even mean? I'm sorry, but you are going have to stop talking in code and just tell me what's going on here. I'm obviously not following the bouncing ball." I can see the gears turning in her mind. She has some sort of internal debate going on, and it almost worries me.

"I didn't realize I was doing a bad job, when I was um, doing that to you. It's just that I've not done that a whole lot, and I just...you made some noises, so I thought I was doing a good job. Maybe next time you could tell me what you like. I mean, if there is a next time. I understand if there isn't though. I'm sorry, you had to, you know, finish it yourself. I could probably get better." She rambles out as fast as she can. It may make me an *, but when I see this beautiful woman standing in a bra and panties, and acting self-conscious after giving the best head I've ever had, it causes my eyes to go wide and a smile to spread across my face. I mean, she's upset that I didn't come in her mouth. This might be the best conversation I have ever had in my life.

"No." I answer shortly. I know I must be grinning like a mad man because I can see her eyes narrow at me. I love the way she goes from shy to pissed, with only one smirk from me. If I ever do break this conservative woman out of her shell, she is going to be quite the handful. That thought only makes my smile widen. Cause and effect, pissing her off more. We stand staring at each other. Arguing with no words. It's an evil stare down, my humor versus her insecurities, but I need to wave the white flag before lightning bolts shoot from her eyes.

"You are absolutely, one hundred percent, not allowed to get any better at sucking my dick." Her cheeks flash pink and her eyes widen at my dirty words. I purposely try to poke the beast a little more. I love seeing her mad. It's adorable and a little terrifying too. But most importantly, it's sexy as hell.

"Gorgeous, you've had me in your mouth once. I'm already half tempted to quit my job and lock us both in this apartment for the rest of our lives. We can survive solely on protein shakes, beer, and Chinese takeout. So no, you are not allowed to get any better. If you do, it might convince the other half of my brain to follow through with that ridiculous plan."

I pause walking over pulling the dress she was holding in front of her out of her hand. "I'm honestly a little afraid for you Jess. If your mouth was any preview of how it's going to be when I get inside of you, there is a very good chance you may never see the light of day again."

I reach down dipping my finger into the top of her bra brushing against her nipple. "Did you want me to come in your mouth?" I look down to find, just as I hoped, all anger and embarrassment erased from her face. All that's left is pure heated desire.

When she doesn't answer me, I take it one step further pushing a hand into her panties. "Did you, babe?" I ask again and push the tip of my finger inside her. She lets out a loud gasp reaching forward using my biceps to balance. Leaning her head against my chest, she nods.

"Jesse, you have to stop worrying so much. I like you, and I enjoyed the hell out of everything you did tonight." I wrap my free hand around cupping her perfect ass. "I loved everything about what happened in that bed. Have a little faith that I'll be honest with you. If I don't like something, you'll know right away. However, I want you to be comfortable enough to try. Okay?" Again she only nods.

"Now, I want to get you naked and try all of that again, just to make sure we both enjoyed it as much as we think we did. Purely for research purposes. For the betterment of science." She lets out the most amazing giggle. I swear I can feel it in my soul.

It really should terrify me. If I was a smarter man, this would have been the moment I realized things were moving entirely too fast. I would have put some space between us, backed up, and recognized I was getting in too deep. It's been two dates. My soul isn't supposed to be anywhere near this yet. However, I'm not a smart man, so I suck in a deep breath and revel in feeling something again for the first time in over four years.