Fever (Breathless #2)(93)

“Jace,” she said on a soft moan. “Baby, please.”

It was the first time she’d ever used an endearment and he liked it. He liked it a hell of a lot. He’d never considered himself a man who wanted his woman to call him cutesy names. He himself had never used them with another woman. But with Bethany, the words came so easily. Affectionate terms that slipped from his lips before he even knew they were coming.

“Say it again,” he said huskily.

She lifted her head, her eyes soft with love and warmth. “Say what?”

“You called me baby.”

A smile curved her lips and her eyes shone as her smile broadened. “You liked it?”

“Yeah,” he said gruffly. “I did.”

“Baby,” she whispered.

He closed his eyes and licked over her sweet pu**y again, enjoying the intense shiver his mouth forced from her.

“Tell me how you want it,” he said. “Do you want to come in my mouth or do you want me inside you?”

“I get a choice?”

There was amusement in her voice and he lifted his head to see the teasing glint in her eyes. God, he loved this. The comfortable, easy rapport that had built between them. He could well imagine them laughing and loving this way for the next several decades.

“Yeah, baby, you get a choice. Either way, you come, so I figure it’s a win-win for you. And it’s a win-win for me as well. Either you come all over my tongue—definitely no downside to that choice—or you come with my dick so deep inside your pu**y that my balls are straining to get inside you too. Definitely not a downside.”

She laughed softly and her head fell back against the pillow, a contented sigh escaping her chest. “Well. It is a hard decision because you have such a wicked, wicked tongue. But I really love it when you’re inside me.”

“Say no more,” he growled as he shifted up her body until their mouths lined up.

He kissed her, stroking his tongue deeply over hers, allowing her to taste her essence, the sweet musk he carried on his tongue.

“Help me inside you, baby. Guide me in.”

He nearly lost it when her fingers curled around his rigid c**k and then with her other hand she spread the folds of her pu**y and positioned the head of his dick at her opening.

She paused a moment, stroking lightly with her fingertips, sliding them up to cup his balls. She massaged and rolled gently until he was damn near panting with need. He was so close to spending himself all over her pu**y before he ever got inside her.

She did that to him. Made him crazy with need. Made him forget his control, his patience. He closed his eyes and held his weight up off her with his forearms.

“You ready?” she whispered.

“Little tease,” he whispered back.

She grinned and then arched up, sheathing him an inch. Then her hand left him and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him down so he was flush against her body.

“Take me. Make love to me, Jace.”

He slid inside, slow and gentle, pushing until his hips met the backs of her thighs. She hooked her ankles around his back, moving with him, countering his thrusts.

He kissed her lips, moved to the corner of her mouth and then kissed a line down her jaw to her ear. He nibbled playfully at the lobe and then sucked it between his lips, mimicking the attention he’d given her br**sts.

She went wet around his cock, bathing him in instant heat.

“My baby likes that too,” he murmured.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. “My ears are so sensitive.”

He licked the lobe and then traced the shell of her ear until she shivered violently beneath him. Her pu**y contracted and then clenched tightly, sucking him deeper.

“She really, really likes that,” he said with chuckle.

Her teeth sank into his shoulder and it was his turn to shudder and tighten over her.

“Hmmm, my baby likes that,” she said smugly.

“Hell yeah, I do. I like your teeth, your mouth, your tongue. Any part of you I can get, baby. I like it all.”

“In that case . . .”

She nipped her way up his neck to his ear and then back down again. His nerve endings sizzled and went haywire. His c**k surged forward, hammering into her until he feared hurting her. But he was beyond control, his body taking over his need and instinct to find release.

“Get there,” he gritted out. “Get there, baby. I’m close. Won’t last much longer.”

She circled his neck, hugging him against her as she lifted her body to his as if seeking more.

“I love you,” she whispered, the words fluttering over his ear.

Those words. God, those words. It was the only thing left he’d wanted from her. The one thing she hadn’t given until now. It was the most beautiful sound he’d ever heard in his life.

Euphoria filled him, spreading to the darkest recesses of his soul and shining light on every shadow.

“Bethany,” he choked out. “God, baby, I love you too. So damn much. Come with me now.”

“I’m already there.”

The sweet words, her sweetly whispered I love you still echoing in his mind, sent him into free fall. His se**n erupted from his cock, jetting deep into her pu**y, the heat and friction nearly painful in its intensity. And still he kept coming and coming, his orgasm an unstoppable force. He bathed her pu**y in his release and then he pushed deep and held himself locked against her, wedged as deeply as he could manage. He remained there, wanting to plant himself into her womb.