Until the End (Sea Breeze #9)(63)

“JESS, f**k, baby.” His voice was strangled as he pounded into me harder.

My orgasm slammed over me, and I grabbed the dresser before I screamed his name and pushed back against him.

“Fuuuuuck!! GAAAHH, FUCK YES, Jess,” Jason cried out as he jerked behind me, filling me with his release.

I fell forward and rested my head on my arms. He was still buried deep inside me. I could feel his c**k jerking with each shot of come.

He began caressing my back, then moved around to rub my br**sts, then my stomach. “You are incredible. I swear to God, I don’t know how I manage to leave this bedroom.” He chuckled, then slowly pulled out of me. “Stay,” he said in a whisper. “Let me see my come run out of you and down your legs.”

I trembled and stayed still. Jason could be extremely naughty when he wanted to be. Tonight he was definitely being a bad boy.

“There it is. Right down those creamy, smooth thighs. Damn, that’s pretty,” he breathed, dropping to his haunches and putting a hand on each of my butt cheeks and spreading them so he could see better.

“You going to let me move anytime soon?” I asked.

He ran his finger over the folds now coated with his release. “This makes me want to f**k you again. Damn, Jess, I will never get enough of you.”

“Then let me move and we’ll go take a very long shower,” I suggested.

Jason stood up. “Deal.”

Jason

Jess stood in the kitchen with a frown on her face as she stared at the recipe in front of her. Lately she had started cooking meals every night. I tried to tell her she didn’t have to, but she really wanted to. So I was letting her. Times like this, when she looked adorable while trying to figure something out, made it worth it. However, sometimes actually swallowing the food she made was difficult.

I walked up behind her and grabbed her expanding waist. “Need help?” I asked, and she yelped.

“You scared me. I didn’t hear you come in,” she said, dropping the recipe and turning around to kiss me.

“Probably the fact that you have the radio so loud the neighbors can hear it,” I replied.

She laughed, then grabbed the remote to the stereo system and cut it off. “Sorry. It helps me think. What are you doing here? I didn’t think you would get home until eight. I was just now starting on dinner.”

I leaned back on the counter and brought her with me to stand between my legs. “I decided the study session could suck it. I wanted to take my girl out tonight. I missed you.”

She gave me that sexy smile I had been in love with from the first moment she flashed it at me. “I thought I gave you some extra loving this morning to keep you happy through the day.”

The blowjob I had woken up to had been fantastic. “Baby, all that did was have me thinking about this sweet mouth all day,” I told her, leaning in to kiss her.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and sank into the kiss too. If I let this go on too long, we would end up stripping na**d in the damn kitchen. Lately we were doing it all over the house.

I broke the kiss. “What do you say? You want to go out with me and get some dinner? You can order dessert, and then we can come back and you can give me my dessert.”

Her eyes flashed. She knew what I wanted for desert. “Okay. Yes. This recipe is too complicated, anyway.”

I took a nibble of her neck, then stepped away. “Let’s go.”

She smirked at me. “You know I’m not dressed to go anywhere. I need at least thirty minutes.”

“Jess, seriously, baby, you can’t be any more beautiful. If you pretty this up any more than it already is, I’m going to end up in a fight tonight because some stupid f**ker is looking at my woman.”

She laughed and slapped my arm. “You’re so full of crap. I’ll be quick.”

I watched as she hurried to the bedroom.

***

It took her thirty-six minutes, but seeing her all fixed up and feeling good about herself was well worth it. She was glowing, and I loved that. Jess woke up beautiful. She didn’t have to do anything to make herself breathtaking. But it made her feel good about herself. That was what mattered.

The past couple of months she was acting different. I knew she was supposed to be emotional, but she seemed like she was trying to hold on to me. Like she had to work extra hard or something. Like with cooking me meals. That was the beginning of it. Now we were ha**ng s*x like rabbits.

As much as I loved the fact that she would drop to her knees and start sucking my c**k at any moment, it bothered me that she was doing it. Before, our sex life had been good. No, it had been incredible. But lately she was desperate about it. Like she was trying to fulfill every fantasy I’d ever had.

When I tried to talk to her about it, she either distracted me with sex or she started talking about something else entirely. And although I had a cleaner come in and clean the place three times a week, Jess was also cleaning. Something was wrong with her. I just needed to figure out what.

I thought about calling her mom, but I didn’t know if she’d have any insight on this. She wasn’t living here with us, and she didn’t see what Jess was doing. Plus, telling her mom that she was suddenly sucking my dick all the time didn’t seem appropriate either.

I had to figure this out on my own.

I wanted Jess happy. Not trying to make me happy. She made me happy by breathing. I didn’t need her to become Martha Stewart with a naughty side. I liked Jess just as she was.