Understood (Unspoken #1)(9)



His hand snaked around her neck until he palmed the back of her head. He burrowed his fingers into her mane of hair, and he pulled her closer.

“You taste so sweet,” he murmured.

“Are you going to get undressed?” she asked.

He smiled. “In a hurry, sweetheart?”

Yeah, she was in a hurry. She couldn’t wait to see his body. Feel his naked skin on hers.

He rose from the bed and stood just a foot away. With slow, measured movements, he pulled his flannel shirt from his waistband then began unbuttoning.

Her pulse sped up as he parted the lapels and she caught her first glimpse of his muscled chest. He shrugged out of the sleeves and let the shirt fall to the floor.

Holy moly. He had the most gorgeous chest she’d ever seen on a man, bar none. Broad shoulders, bulging arms, an abdomen with a pronounced six pack. She nearly had to wipe the drool from her mouth. Never. Never had she imagined anything close to the reality staring her in the face.

He lowered his thumbs until they hooked into his waistband. His fingers worked at the snap. Then she heard the bite of the zipper.

She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until it all came rushing out. He lowered his jeans, his underwear coming with them. The thatch of dark hair at his groin came into view and then the thick base of his cock.

The material of the jeans pulled at the straining flesh until finally he sprang free. Her eyes widened in shock. Her gaze shot up to meet Jake’s.

He grinned. A cocky, self assured grin. “I’ll fit, sweetheart. You’ll take all of me. In your mouth, in your pu**y, and in your ass. And you’ll love every minute of it.”

Heat flooded her, rushing to her cheeks. Her clit hummed and strained. She shifted to try and alleviate the discomfort between her legs. She ached. Jake had asked if she ached. But she wasn’t sure if the word did justice to the very real pain she felt.

The bed dipped as Jake crawled up beside her. His big body hovered over hers until, finally, he collected her in his arms and pulled her up tight against him.

“You’re beautiful. I’ve dreamed of this moment. Longer than you’ll ever know.”

Her lips were temptingly close to the curve of his neck, and she gave in to the urge to sink her teeth into the corded muscles that formed the ridge between his shoulder and the base of his head.

He flinched and emitted a low moan. Emboldened by his response, she nibbled a path to his ear where she swirled her tongue around the lobe before nipping sharply at it.

“Goddamn, Ellie!”

She smiled and continued her assault.

“You’ve got to stop, sweetheart. I won’t last a nanosecond if you keep that up.”

He gently pushed her away until her head rested on the soft pillow. He lay above her, his green eyes blazing with a need she knew mirrored her own.

She reached up a hand to trace the lines of his face, stopping when her fingers reached his lips. He sucked one of the digits into his mouth, nibbling lightly at the tip.

He seemed patient, something that surprised her. Jake wasn’t the patient type. He was demanding, sometimes even surly. He tended to be abrupt, and he had no tolerance for procrastination. Yet, he lay there, regarding her with a lazy air.

“Why are you staring at me?” she asked.

“You’re beautiful, that’s why. I’ve never met a woman who makes me shake like you do.”

She smiled. She couldn’t help it. What woman wouldn’t want to hear that she affected a man like Jake?

“I want you to love me, Jake.”

With a harsh groan, he bent and slid hot, hungry lips over hers. Gone was the patience. He devoured her like a man starved.

She twisted restlessly underneath him. Her skin burned. She wanted. God, she wanted. It consumed her, tore into her like a jagged blade.

His mouth worked fervently down her neck to her chest until his lips closed around one pointed nipple. As he sucked the tip into his mouth, she cried out.

She felt the pinch between her legs as streaks of electricity raced from her abdomen.

“Feel good, sweetheart?”

“Oh God…”

He chuckled before sliding his hard body down hers, kicking the covers back as he went. He stopped when his mouth was even with her sensitive belly, and he ran his tongue around the indention of her navel.

Tiny goose bumps prickled over her flesh as his tongue trailed lower. And lower still.

Her breathing sped up until she was panting. His fingers trailed through the curls surrounding her pu**y and gently spread the folds.

He touched his tongue to her clit, and she bolted upward, a sigh of pleasure escaping tightly compressed lips. Over and over, his mouth feathered across the quivering little bud until she was mindless in her ecstasy.

One finger circled her opening before dipping inside the slightest bit. Then with a quick movement, he sucked her clit between his teeth and nipped as he plunged the finger deeper.

She went wild, her hands curling tightly around into the sheets. Her head flailed from side to side as her eyes closed tight against the burst of sensation that swept over her.

“Jaaake!”

He ignored her, sliding another finger in to join the first. They slid easily in and out of her wetness.

She was close. She was on the brink of something truly wonderful. But before she could reach out and take it, he stopped.

He slid back up her body, his muscular thigh parting her legs. His cock, heavy and thick, nudged into her slick folds.

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