He pressed his palms up against the tile walls of the shower as her hand moved faster and faster up and down his shaft. Her other hand ran up his chest. She spread her fingers out and held him tightly as she pumped him hard. He could feel himself growing larger and larger in her firm grip.
Then suddenly, she was in front of him, lowering to her knees in one fluid motion. He moaned in anticipation of her sweet lips on his shaft.
He dropped his gaze to her mouth as she encircled the tip of his sex with her lips and he felt her tongue swirling around it. Moaning again, this time from pleasure, he placed one hand on the back of her head to guide her and the other he pressed firmly back against the tile. He was definitely going to need some help maintaining his balance. This was one of the best feelings he had ever experienced. He was almost dizzy with desire.
His eyes closed as his head fell back from the sheer power of ecstasy that was coursing through his veins, but immediately he realized that he didn’t want to miss even one moment of watching her head move up and down along his manhood. He looked back down on her and was mesmerized by the combination of erotic sights. He couldn’t decide what was sexier—her plump, red lips wrapped around his massive erection as it glided in and out of her mouth, her slick wet body that was kneeling on the shower floor in front of him, or her big blue eyes as she stared directly into his as she sucked him.
All of them equally, he decided. Or all of them together. She was such a total package of sexiness that he simply couldn’t separate the elements of it out into parts.
Jake grabbed her hair even more desperately, a guttural moan ripping from him as a spasm of pleasure rocked through him. He was on the edge of coming, and he didn’t want to do that right now. He wanted to be inside her. The instinct that had taken hold of him earlier, the one that drove him to claim her, to possess her, hadn’t faded. It was still going strong. In fact, it was pumping through his veins like hot lava, spurring him on to take action.
He reached down and placed his hands under her arms, pulling her up to stand in front of him. “I don’t want to come yet,” he rasped, “I want to make love to you. All night.”
She drew back and looked into his eyes, a sexy little half smile playing on her lips. He grinned back. He recognized that wicked little gleam in her eye. He had seen it on several occasions before. Tessa was a good girl 99.9% of the time. That gleam showed up the .1% of the time that she was bad.
He grinned even wider. When Tessa decided to be a bad girl, the results were always amazing.
“That sounds nice,” she said sweetly, her voice low and seductive, “but first I want you to do something for me.”
He stepped closer to her, leaning his face down so that he was looking directly into her eyes. Their breathing intermingled, indistinguishable from each other and from the steam that billowed around them.
“Okay,” he asked her slowly, “what do you want me to do?”
She continued to look unabashedly into his eyes, the naughty gleam intensifying as she stated clearly, “I want you to fuck me.”
Jake shuddered at the erotic thrill her provocative request sent through him, but he did not hesitate to act on it. He grabbed her firmly by the waist and lifted her up and off of her feet, carrying her two short steps until her back was pressed against the tile wall of the shower. She gasped and her eyes widened. Her breathing quickened, and she bit her bottom lip.
Jake drove into her with a power he hadn’t even known he possessed. There was so much driving him as he pushed himself into her again and again—his love for her, the fierceness with which he had missed her, his uncertainty about their future, and yes, even his jealousy at seeing Levi’s arms around her, no matter how innocent that had been.
He needed her. With every cell in his body, down to every corner of his soul, he needed her. He needed to possess her, if only to even the scales, because she so completely possessed him.
Yes. It was true, and he knew it. Body, mind, and soul—he was hers. He belonged to her. She owned him, down to the core of his being, and she always would.
*
Tessa loved the pure carnal pleasure of Jake driving himself into her over and over again. She loved his losing his tight grasp of control and taking her. She let herself be taken over by this erotic fantasy come to life.
Her body was filled with a tingling ache. Hot lust whipped through her. The decadent pleasure sent her soaring to a higher level of sensation than she’d even known was possible.
But there was a lot more than just the physical reactions to being with Jake that was consuming her senses. She felt the intensity of his feelings toward her and her feelings toward him. She felt the traces of poignant melancholy from all of the years they had been apart and the sweetness of the joy that coming back together had brought. She felt the urgency generated by the fact that what the future held for them was uncertain. And yet, she felt the security of certainty as well, because she was so sure of her total and unwavering devotion to him, no matter what the future would bring.