When We Fall (Take the Fall, #2)(44)

Jase’s door flies open and he walks in, his chest heaving like he ran the entire way from work.

His eyes widen in appreciation and he begins to take off his clothes as he crosses the room. “Breathing treatments done for the night?” He stands before me, nude and erect. I can’t take my eyes off of him.

Wordlessly, I nod.

“Good.” He slams his mouth against me, his tongue sliding into mine. He licks at me, his hands running up and down my back until they settle on my hips. He pulls me to him, rubbing his erection against me. I shudder in response.

Dropping to his knees and cupping my bottom, he all but shoves his face between my thighs. His silky hair brushes my inner thighs.

I gasp as he slides one long finger inside of me, then another.

His tongue presses against my clit, and I watch as he pleasures me. Letting go of my bottom, he takes one of my legs and hooks it over his shoulder, giving him better access to my sex.

“I thought about you all day. About eating your *. About making you come and listening to those sweet whimpers.” He runs his nose along my inner thigh. “Want every bit of that honey all over my face.” His hot breath puffs against my sensitive skin. “Right now.”

I grab the chair, holding on for dear life as he licks me. As he sucks on my clit and makes me cry out. Moving my hips, I try to find a rhythm to match his, but all he does is grab me tighter and order me to stay still.

He swirls his tongue around my clit, and I swallow a moan. “I’m going to f*ck you with my tongue.” Pulling his fingers out of me, he licks downward and thrusts his tongue inside of me. His hands spread my cheeks apart and I feel one of his fingers press against me, then the tip eases in. My vision sparks.

“Oh God, I’m going to come.”

Standing suddenly, he drags me to the front of the chair and sits. My entire body throbs and all I want to do is come. “Get on your knees in front of me.”

“What?” I stare at him, bewildered and…turned on.

He grabs my wrists and pulls. I kneel in front of him. “Take my cock in your mouth, no hands.”

Parting my lips, I take the wide head inside.

His fingers fist in my hair and he doesn’t waste any time as he begins to move. His cock goes deeper and my eyes water. Pulling back a little, I use my tongue on him and run it up and down the length.

“That’s right.” He spreads his legs wider and I can’t help but stare at him while I take him in my mouth again. He’s like a king on his throne, broad chested, muscular, and enough ink to reaffirm that he is in fact a very bad boy. His fallen angel face is serious, tight, his lips drawn back and baring his teeth. I’m not sure if he’s holding back on me or wants to prolong what I’m doing to him.

As I suck him, my body grows hotter, needier…more desperate for him, for an orgasm he didn’t give me. I squeeze my thighs together in an attempt to relieve the pressure.

He leans over me and smacks my bottom. The movement forces his penis deeper and I almost gag. “Don’t you dare come.”

I shake my head, peering up at him. He studies me for a minute. “Tonight, you’re in charge.”

His erection pops out of my mouth. “What do you mean?” How can I be the one in charge when he’s the one giving all the orders?

“You’re going to f*ck me in this chair. Woman on top position.”

Intrigued by the possibility, I start to fiddle with the buckles of my shoe.

“Those stay on.”

“Okay.” Carefully, so I don’t stab him with my shoes, I lower myself onto him, his cock hot against me. I take it in my hands, stroking him while I rub him against my clit.

“Damn, Piper.” His head falls back. “Can’t take much more.”

He can’t take much more? I’m a ball of nerves on the edge. “I’m ready when you are.”

His eyes open, the blue of his eyes standing out against his flushed cheeks. He takes his cock away from me and positions it at my entrance, then grabs my hips and pulls me down.

When he finally enters me, it’s in slow degrees that make me gasp his name. I’m sore…deliciously so and greedy for him.

Settling my hands on his broad shoulders, I begin to move my hips. His hands grab my butt, pushing me forward as he thrusts.

“Piper…you are so wet,” he groans. He buries his face between my breasts, then leans back to take a nipple into his hot mouth and suck so hard that it sends a jolt of lust straight to my clitoris.

The fabric of the chair abrades the skin on my legs as I move faster and faster.

“Ride me, baby. Ride me so hard. This cock is yours. Fuck it.” His fingers dig into my skin. “Show me how much you want me.”

I swear I grow wetter at his words. “I do want you. I’ve wanted you forever.” He slides all the way inside of me and I cry out at the feeling.

“Balls deep in your *,” he growls before scraping his teeth over my throat. “Make me come, Piper. Milk me and make me come.”

My sex clenches.

“Like that…do that again.”

Desperate to please him, I try to do as he asks, but I’m not sure if I’m doing anything right. Last night, he was in charge. He positioned my body, held me tight, and—“I don’t know what to do,” I cry.

I’m so frustrated that I stop moving.