Page 22 of Heartless

Shoot.Mom had been wrong.I wasn’t purehearted, I was slow-witted.After I’d told him my mom’s theory about my filter-less, running mouth, Jake laughed.The sound was rich, and it made him impossibly dreamier.

“Come here, Sienna.”

My heartbeat sped up, but I didn’t hesitate.I kneeled up, and that’s all I did before he grabbed my waist to plant me astride his lap.Then, I barely had time to loop my arms around his neck before I was on my back, with him on top of me.Gasping at the warm and heavy maleness up close, I trembled.

“Jake, I—”

He lowered his head, and thrust his tongue into my mouth.I fisted his hair.When the kiss ended, my eyes snapped open on his scowl.

My fingers uncinched from his hair.“Wh-what’s wrong?”

“Close your eyes, sweetheart.I want you to just feel.”

A little apprehension reared up before I could stop it.If we were going to have sex...

“Jake, I’m not—”

His lips possessed mine again, and his tongue did marvelous things to mine.While we kissed, he shifted and wedged his hand between us.When I arched my neck back to catch my breath, he trailed open-mouthed kisses down my neck.The sensation made my sex spasm.

I was moved again, so my back was pressed along the back of the sofa while he’d laid along its edge facing me.The much bigger size of his body meant my forehead was tucked at the base of his neck.He smelled good.I touched and kissed everywhere I could reach.The hiss of the zipper of my pants drowned in the storm of my panting breaths.I should probably tell him.I should...

His fingers slid inside my panties.My breath rushed out.Oh...

He slowly stroked up and down between the lips of my sex, and I moaned.Fevered, I pressed against his hand.I needed him to go faster.Deeper.Jake rolled my clit between the pads of his thumb and index finger, and my whole body tightened.

Liquid fire rolled under my skin.A fragmented scream broke out of me before I exploded into my first non-onanistic orgasm.

He petted my sex until the waves of pleasure ebbed off.When I opened my eyes, he was watching me.

I glided my fingers down his side, but as I reached his belt, he caught my wrist in a firm grip.

Holding my breath, I tilted my head back.“What about you?”

He pecked the top of my head.“I’m good, sweetheart.”

Then, he was up.As in standing up on his strong, muscled legs, and his expression as his dark gaze set on me made my whole body flush.After zipping my pants up, I forced my still shaking legs to stand, but when I touched his chest, his muscles bunched.

I licked my suddenly dry lips.“Did I...did I do something wrong?”

He didn’t respond.Not with words.He enfolded me in his arms, and I stayed there with my cheek against the strong thump of his heartbeat.

Jake shifted back.“You had a tough day, and you deserve better than a quick fuck on your couch.I want to take my time for our first time.”

Oh God.I liked that.I liked that so much that I tautened my arms around his waist and pressed closer.

Cupping my face, he murmured, “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

With my hand clasped in his, I trotted beside him to the front door.After he’d opened it, he gave me a soft lip touch and winked at me.“Tomorrow, sweetheart.”

Then, he stalked down the short driveway.“Drive safely,” I said to his back.

I waited until he’d disappeared around the curb before I shut and locked the door.My back went to the door, the back of my head too.And I laughed.

Oh my God.My first orgasm.And it was so...so freaking good.I thought Gabby had exaggerated Jake’s reputation, but if he could do that with his fingers...I skipped to my living room and dove onto the sofa.Oh.My.God.I sprang up and dug my MP3 player from my purse.Swiping to my disco playlist, I danced myself breathless around the room.