The admission left him shaking. Olivia looked up at him with widened eyes, his words leaving her a little bit shocked...and a whole lot turned on.
Licking her lips, she whispered, “Then take me, Jake.”
The final thread in his control broke loose. This time, when he kissed her, he wasn’t gentle. Jake slammed his mouth against hers, his hand moving down along the outside of her leg.
He grabbed the back of her knee, pulled it up, and slid his fingers beneath the gown’s lace trim. His hand continued its journey upward, caressing the soft, smooth skin of her outer thigh. When he reached her hip, Olivia opened her leg wider, his fingertips touching the lace at the edge of her panties.
Jake covered her mound, and she inhaled sharply. When he felt her core’s wet heat, his cock leapt beneath his boxers. Holy fuck. She was soaked clear-through.
He swallowed her moan and her hips lifted, pressing herself harder against his hand. Jake prayed for self-control. His dick was already so full and hard, it took everything he had not to tear the tiny scrap of lace away and start pounding into her until he found relief.
Not that Jake was opposed to getting a little rough in bed. Just not tonight. This was their first time together, and he was determined to make it as good for her as he could.
He’d go slow and gentle...even if it killed him. Which, he was beginning to think, was an actual possibility.
Understanding her need for more, Jake used his middle finger to slip beneath the silky fabric. He growled in appreciation when he found smooth, bare skin. His finger ran the length of her wet slit before slowly easing into her core.
“Jake!”
Hearing her gasp his name like that was the sexiest fucking sound he’d ever heard. Between that and the way her body was clenching down on his finger, Jake was dangerously close to complete and total embarrassment.
His cock jumped against his lower belly again, more than ready to feel her tight, slick heat. Once that happened, Jake knew he’d never want to leave.
Moving in slow, easy thrusts, he pushed his finger in and out of her body. In. Out. In. Out. The tiny mewling sounds coming from the back of Olivia’s throat told him she liked what he was doing.
Wanting to give her more, Jake added a second finger. She cried out, and he could actually feel how close she was. Jesus. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
Olivia lost in the throes of passion was truly a sight to behold. Jake hadn’t even gotten inside her yet, and this was already the most memorable sexual experience of his life.
No other woman had ever affected him this way. It made sense, though. This wasn’t just any woman. Unlike the others from his past, what was happening between him and Liv was anything but casual.
Jake withdrew his hand and brought himself to his knees. The sound of protest coming from Olivia made him smile. She was already flushed, her eyelids heavy with unadulterated passion. She was absolutely stunning.
“Don’t worry, baby,” he leaned down to give her a quick kiss. “We’re just getting started.” Reaching down with both hands, he lifted the hem of her gown. “As beautiful as you look in this, it needs to go.”
She gave him a sly smile and together, they worked the material up and over her head. Jake let it fall from his grasp, not caring where it landed. When he looked back at her, his heart lodged itself in his throat.
Olivia was lying before him, wearing nothing but those black panties. Her hair was splayed out onto the mattress, her gorgeous body on display...and she was offering herself to him. He felt like the luckiest bastard in the world.
Jake’s gaze dropped to her perfect breasts. He’d seen them in the cave, but they’d both been so consumed with lust, he hadn’t been able to truly appreciate their beauty. He studied the right one, then the left.
His gut clinched when he noticed the bruises that had been hidden before. Carefully, he reached down and traced the blue marks on her delicate skin. Jake felt sick to his stomach when he realized what they were from.
“Jesus, baby,” he rasped through clenched teeth. “What did he do to you?”
****
The pain and guilt in Jake’s eyes threatened to ruin everything, and Olivia feared their perfect moment had come to an abrupt end. Refusing to let that happen, she put a hand to his face and firmly said, “Nothing that won’t heal.”
His brow was still furrowed, and she could see the muscles in his jaw bulge. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He’d already told her that but, apparently, felt the need to say the words again. “You have to tell me if I do something that hurts, or makes you uncomfortable.” Jake’s too-serious eyes reached hers. “Promise you’ll tell me.”
Olivia released a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. He wasn’t stopping. Thank you, God! She quickly nodded in agreement, but it wasn’t enough.
“Need the words, sweetheart.”
“I promise.” He still didn’t look convinced, so she decided a distraction was in order.
Olivia slid her hand down his belly like before, only this time, she slid her fingers straight into the waistband of his boxer briefs. Jake sucked in a breath, and she purred, loving the way he felt in her hand.
His cock was like hard steel wrapped in velvet. He was so big, her fingers couldn’t quite reach all the way around. God, she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.
Jake closed his eyes, moaning loudly when she began to move her fist up and down his pulsing length. Olivia loved the way his hips reflexively thrust toward her with each stroke, and when she ran her thumb over the tip, she was surprised to already find moisture there. The temptation too great, she began spreading it around his sensitive skin. Jake jolted
