Falling Down(49)

"I'm going to be honest with you, Lucy."
The tone says he's disappointed. I nod, already feeling tears brewing at the back of my eyes and I breathe deep to force them away. I don't need to do that. Not now. Not here.
"You were worried about your body, about you not being hot enough or sexy enough. You've got the sexiest curves I've ever f*cking seen, Lucy. That's no lie. I knew you were hot but under the clothes…" he shakes his head.
I feel better hearing this. But now…
He reaches up and cups my face with his hands.
"You were worried, feeling inadequate?"
I nod.
He blows out a breath, closes his eyes, and slowly presses his lips to mine, lingering for a few seconds before pulling back and walking backwards. He sets me down on the bed, slips off the condom and throws it into the trash. He turns the bedside lamp on and a warm glow fills the room.
Oh God. It was awful for him. He can't think of how to tell me. I look up at the ceiling and blow out a breath, willing myself not to cry. God, I'm such a baby.
Then he pulls back the blankets on his bed, lifts me into his arms, placing me on the bed, head resting on the pillows, his chest lying on top of mine and the rest of him is between my legs. He's propped up on his elbows, staring into my eyes, and I don't know what to think.
I reach up and tuck his hair behind his ears so I can see his face and he smirks.
"I don't have words."
What? My brows pull in as I frown.
"I know, right? A rocker and songwriter who can't come up with a few words."
"What?" I'm a little more than confused.
His gaze drops to my mouth and his finger traces my lips. "That, what we just did? It left me speechless. I'm not f*cking around either. You stole my breath."
I just watch him, unsure what to say. I didn't totally suck! Inside I do a crazy happy monkey dance.
"You're so f*cking sexy, Lucy. God, you're just incredible," he drops a kiss to my lips and rocks his hips against mine. My eyes widen. He's hard again.
"I want you again, Lucy."
I nod. He opens a drawer and grabs a foil packet. He rips it open then sits up and rests on his knees as he rolls it down his thick length.
He looks up at me again. "Do you want me, Lucy?"
"Yes," I nod.
"Let's see." He dips a finger into my wetness and hums. "So wet." He slips a second finger in then slides down the bed, kissing my thighs and calves as he repositions himself, his head between my legs.
Oh my God. I'm fighting the urge to squeeze my thighs together. He can see everything down there. I've never had a guy go down on me with the lights on.
"Such a pretty *. I'm going to tastes you now, Lucy. I've been dying to do this for days and I can't wait anymore." His tongue snakes out and runs up between the lips of my * and then down to my opening. He pulls back, closes his mouth and his eyes, and swallows.
"You taste so sweet." He circles his tongue around my opening, then gently closes his lips around it, licking up my juices. He lets out a hum and my eyes roll back in my head when his tongue laps at my clit.
"Jesse," I whisper.
"So good," he whispers and continues licking, lapping and sucking at my *. When he slips two fingers back in, I can't hold back my moan of pleasure, and when he curves them just right and they hit that secret spot, I reach down and grab hold of his hair.
I can feel his smile against me but I don't care. It feels too good to care if he's smug right now. I am losing my mind. I have never, never come four times--including the car. Ever, and I'm getting really close to doing just that.
"Jesse," my breath catches and he looks up and meets my gaze. He takes one last lick then moves up my body. He sits on his knees and pulls me forward, draping my legs over his thighs. Then he thrusts smoothly into me.