Page 27 of Heartstruck
And then, just as I feel him teetering on the edge, I pull back, a wicked smile on my lips. “Not yet.”
He laughs breathlessly. “Seriously?”
Leaning in again, I tease him with a quick, light kiss. “You wanted a reward, remember? It’s a part of the plan.”
His eyes narrow in challenge. “Then let’s finish this.”
Without another word, I return to him, our connection driving us both wild. The moment swirls into a blur as my focus sharpens on every touch and every word exchanged.
“God, Alli,” he groans.
I fall deeper into the moment, my mind clouded by the sounds he’s making that fill the empty apartment. I take him deeper in my mouth, causing me to gag when he hits the back of my throat.
I feel his hips buckling at the sensation. “Just like that, baby girl.”
The moans of pleasure encourage me to keep going, and I can feel the acid overloading my stomach.
I don’t realize my free hand slipping between my thighs.
Each moment draws me in, leaving no way to escape.
I feel every inch of him, each touch deepening a connection I didn’t expect to be so earth-shaking.
Jared hauls my hair, forcing me to meet his gaze, and I know he sees what I’m doing. “Are you touching yourself while taking me in your mouth? You don’t know what you’re doing to me, do you? I’m about to lose it.”
“Jared,” I manage to gasp, the word coming out barely above a whisper as I pull back just enough to catch my breath. “I need more.”
“Want me to give you more?”
Before I can respond, he scoops me up effortlessly, his hands gripping my waist as if I weigh nothing at all. A breathless laugh escapes me as he stands, his eyes locking on mine with that challenging glint that always undoes me.
“You’re strong.” I flirt.
“You’re light.”
Without another word, he strides toward my room, the confidence in his steps making my heart trip over itself.
I wrap my arms around his neck as his strength and his heat have my pulse skyrocketing off the charts.
Every step feels calculated, like he knows exactly how much control he has over me.
When he lays me down, his grin morphs to less cocky now, more catastrophic.
“Just wait,” and before I can process it, I’m flipped around, my body reacting instinctively.
I shift my position, realizing we’re at opposite ends, and my heart is pounding. I immediately take him back into my mouth, my tongue swirling around him while he devours me like I’m his last meal.
“God, Alli, you taste incredible,” he groans, his voice vibrating through me, sending waves of pleasure over every inch of my body.
His movements are frantic now, his lips and tongue working with a speed that makes my mind dizzy, and I can barely focus on anything but the overwhelming pressure building.
The way he says my name shocks me straight to my core. My mouth moves over him, each motion bringing him closer to the edge, and with every flick of his tongue against me, the anticipation builds, my desire rising alongside his.
“Shit,” he warns, his voice tight, each word dragged out like it costs him. When the moment crashes over him, his head falls forward, his chest heaving as his release shudders through him.
I blink up at him, trying to catch my breath, expecting him to collapse beside me. Instead, his hands slide down like he’s far from finished.
He leans over, brushing my hair away from my face. “I’ve had my fun, now it’s your turn.”
Before I can protest or process his words, he shifts lower, his lips leaving a trail across my skin, every touch deliberate and torturous in the best way. His hands grip my thighs, spreading me apart as his kisses grow more insistent, more focused.
“I like watching you like this.” He doesn’t rush. It’s slow, maddeningly slow, like he’s memorizing every sigh, every twitch, dragging out each moment until I’m trembling beneath him, every nerve ending begging for more.
I can feel the fire pooling more, and I’m starting to unravel until I can barely think, let alone speak.
“Jared,” I breathe, his name falling from my lips like a prayer.
“Patience,” he says, his blue eyes locking with mine.
Those damn blue eyes wreck me, stripping away every ounce of control I had left. And then, he takes me apart completely, shattering every coherent thought until the only thing I can feel, the only thing I can remember, is him .
The wave crashes over him, and I feel it: a blow that steals my breath. My body trembles, still resonating with the aftershock of the moment. I pull back slightly, glancing up at him, and I don’t bother to fight back the grin on my lips.
Before I can catch my breath, he moves again, pressing his lips to my skin with an insatiable hunger. Each touch is a silent promise, one that drives me wild and makes every part of me crave more. My pulse accelerates, my entire body reacting, nerves on fire to feel more.
His hand slips between my thighs, the brush of his fingers against my clit sending an electrifying spark straight through me.
It’s unrelenting, coaxing me to the edge yet again.
I cry out, my body arching against him as the pleasure rips through me, an overwhelming flush that leaves me breathless, completely undone in his hands.
“Wow,” he says breathlessly. “You just… wow.”
I chuckle, fanning myself. “Still counting?”
He shakes his head, still trying to catch his breath. “You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to my next reward.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Definitely.” His eyes light up with devilry, and a laugh bursts from me, the rush of adrenaline only adding to the chemistry sizzling between us.
“What if I’m out of tricks?” I feign innocence, leaning back slightly, reveling in the way his gaze darkens with desire.
“Then I guess I’ll just have to be more creative,” he replies, his voice thick with desire. He shifts closer, brushing his fingers along my thigh, and I can feel the craving build again.
“Creative, huh?” I raise an eyebrow, my heart racing at the thought. “Like what?”
“Let’s just say I have a few ideas that might keep you on your toes.” He leans in, finding my lips again, this kiss slow and deliberate.
As we melt into each other, I feel my skin against his, how familiar it is—this connection is more than just physical. It’s exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but right now, I choose to focus on the thrill of the unknown, on feeling a piece of myself come back.