Page 47 of Just My Type (The Boston Hearts #3)

“Fuck yes,” I murmur, trailing my tongue down the valley between Hannah’s breasts, tasting the sweetness of her skin, watching the way she glows in the moonlight. The most beautiful girl in the world. “I can’t wait to taste you again, Gorgeous.”

I sit back on my knees, wrapping a hand around Hannah’s neck and laying the other on her chest, pushing her back gently until she’s lying flat on the blanket, her phone gripped in one hand, looking up at me with lust-drenched eyes.

I nod at the phone. “Don’t stop, baby. Let me hear that pretty voice. ”

Hannah takes a deep breath, and her eyes return to the screen.

Jake tugs Jen’s shorts down and I do the same, stripping Hannah’s underwear off with them.

Hannah’s breath stutters out when I grasp her thighs, pushing her legs apart and staring down at where she’s already wet and glistening for me, feeling my cock jerk at the way her arousal seeps out of her, even though I’ve barely touched her.

And when I lay on my stomach between her spread legs, holding her open for me and running my nose up her slit, breathing in the scent of her as her voice turns raspy with need, I have to recite the steps for a wisdom tooth extraction in my head to keep from coming on the spot as my dick leaks in my boxers.

I’m a goner.

Tossing Hannah’s legs over my shoulders, I spread her open with one hand and give her a long lick from bottom to top, tracing her entrance with my index finger as I circle her clit with my tongue.

When I push a single finger inside her, Hannah gasps, her voice breaking off as she drops her phone on her chest. When I pull my finger out and lift my head, Hannah’s hips jerk up, a groan of frustration falling from her mouth.

I smirk at her. “Uh-uh, baby. If you stop, I stop, remember?”

“I hate you,” she grinds out, picking up her phone with a shaking hand.

“You don’t, Han. You really, really don’t.”

“That’s my cross to bear,” she mumbles, and I chuckle as she starts to read again, lowering my head back to Hannah’s pussy.

I want to live here forever.

“‘Holy shit,’ I gasp, as Jake laps at me, his sounds unholy, the evidence of how much he’s enjoying this ratcheting up my pleasure to almost intolerable levels.

Sucking my clit into his mouth again, he traces my slit with a single finger as arousal pools low in my stomach and tightens like a fist. When he flicks my clit with his tongue, I clench around nothing as I anticipate the feel of his fingers, needing them to fill me.

But he doesn’t slide them inside me. Instead, he sucks lightly as his fingers drift lower, and lower still, until he trails a single finger between my ass cheeks.

I clamp my thighs around his head, startled by the intrusion—his touch in the spot that no one has ever touched before.

‘Will you let me touch you here?’ he asks, his voice quiet. Searching. ‘You don’t have to, but if you want to, I promise I’ll make you feel so good.’”

I snap my gaze up to Hannah’s and find her already looking at me, a question in her eyes. So I ask one of my own. “Can I?”

Her eyes are onyx, studying me intently, like she’s trying to figure me out, waiting for my next move. “No one ever has before.”

I lean down and press a kiss to her clit then lick it lightly as my thumbs glide up and down the crease where her legs meet her torso. Hannah shivers, and goosebumps spread over her skin. “I don’t care what anyone else has done. I’m asking you if I can.”

“You want to?”

The question in her voice has a steely determination racing down my spine.

An intense need to show her exactly how much I want to.

How much I want everything with her. Sliding my hands around to cup the perfect globes of her ass, I hold her against me and dip my tongue inside her, going lightheaded as the taste of her arousal explodes on my tongue, her whimpers and the way she grinds against me, trying to get closer, spurring me on.

And when I pull away, the frustrated noise that falls from her mouth makes me practically desperate with want.

“Baby, there is not one single inch of you that I don’t want to touch.

To devour. I think about it every minute of every day.

I fucking dream about it, and I wake up hard and aching for you.

I fuck my fist in the shower and think of all the ways I can make you mine.

I want to make you mine in every way imaginable, and I want you to make me yours.

But only if that’s what you want. Like I told you.

Everything you want, Hannah. Nothing you don’t. ”

Hannah takes a deep breath, her eyes locked on mine, her legs trembling on my shoulders. “I want.”

My cock goes hard as steel at her words, and it takes every single ounce of restraint I have not to fall face-first into her—to suck on her clit and push my fingers into both her holes until she’s screaming my name up at the sky.

But we still have a game to play.

“Keep reading, Han.”

She does, her voice raspy with want.

“He wraps his lips around my clit and rubs his finger over me.

When I cry out, it seems to spur him on.

He increases the pressure of his finger on my hole, the forbidden touch sending a surge of pleasure straight through me.

When I writhe under him, he growls against me, laying his forearm over my hips to keep me still.

“Lifting his head, Jake gives me a wicked grin that I barely register through my pleasure-filled haze until he looks down and spits on my pussy. My mouth falls open in shock, but before my brain can process what he just did, he rubs my soaking wet clit with his thumb then buries his face in my pussy. He shoves his tongue inside me, his thumb on that tight bundle of nerves and his finger circling my hole, until I’m screaming his name as I shatter into a million pieces. ”

Motherfucker, I may not survive this night.

The scent of Hannah’s arousal and the breathy sound of her voice as she reads make me crazy with need, my hips grinding against the blanket, trying to give my aching cock some relief.

But I know there won’t be any relief until I’m buried inside of her, and I’ll be damned if she doesn’t come first before I get mine.

Lifting my head and flashing Hannah a sly grin, I hold eye contact with her as I slide my finger between her ass cheeks, ghosting over her tight hole.

Her muscles clench at first and then relax as I rub her in slow circles, her breath stuttering out when I lean down and lick her clit, my eyes never leaving hers.