Page 26 of Racing Heat (The Forbidden Heat #2)

~CASSIE~

Jase hasn’t stopped touching me since we left the restaurant.

I’ve never seen a man pay his check so fast. He took me by the hand and pulled me out of the restaurant, and his hand has been on my leg or holding my free hand across the console since we got into the car.

I like it. And I like the comfortable silence that has fallen over us. He picks up my hand and kisses my hand.

“Do you want to spend the night with me?” His voice is soft and gentle.

I wish he wasn’t driving, because if he keeps acting so sweet, I might not be able to wait until we get home.

“Yes, I do.”

“And not in a car this time?” he teases me.

I don’t mention that I’m thinking about having him pull over and take me right here and now. “But you know, if you wanted to drive a little faster, I wouldn’t be opposed to that.”

“We’re almost there,” he says as he winds through the streets that lead to his development.

“And you didn’t have to break too many speeding laws to do it.”

“Longest car ride of my life,” he says with a chuckle.

We pull into his driveway, and I notice his house is lit up like the rest of them.

The front porch light is on, and the same with the front lamppost. All of the houses kind of have the same feel.

Some of them are white, just like Jase’s, and some are blue and maybe another color.

But it’s hard to see in the dimness of the night.

He hits a button on his visor, and the garage door slowly opens. It’s empty except for what looks like a folding chair you’d use at a sporting event or cookout. He has a ball rack that has a couple of soccer balls and basketballs on it. But otherwise, nothing.

“You don’t even have any way to mow your lawn. This is the barest garage I’m ever seen.”

He looks around. “Yeah, well, I have a service that takes care of the lawn, so there’s no need for any of that.”

“That’s so weird to me,” I say with a shake of my head.

“Not everyone is trying to be the all-American man,” he teases me.

“I don’t need for you to be an ‘all-American’ man,” I say, putting quotes up. “I just never knew a man who didn’t like to do things for himself.”

He shrugs. “I’m an Englishman. I don’t give two shits about being manly. I’d rather spend my time running, working out, and coaching the team. Not worrying that my lawn isn’t the correct length or that the HOA will bitch about my mulch.”

I nod. “I can see that.”

“Come on, why don’t you come into the actual house, where I do spend my time.” He grabs my hand and pulls me into the house.

It’s dark when we enter, but he’s able to turn a light on.

The garage opens to the kitchen, which has empty countertops and stainless-steel appliances.

There’s not much in the way of decorations, from what I can see.

The island has two chairs in front of it, and I imagine that’s where he spends his time eating.

I doubt there’s a furnished dining room ready for guests.

“So,” he says, grinning at me. “Would you like the tour?”

“I would.” I’ve been all keyed up to get in here and take off his clothes. He’s not the only one who wishes to explore every inch. I’ve had that same fantasy since the car last night.

“Well, then, come on.” He leads me into the living room. It has a large couch and a comfortable-looking chaise. It’s dimly lit but I think it’s gray. “Living room,” he tells me as we head into the next section. “Some empty rooms that I guess I should, or could, do something with.”

“Wow, you’re really living the life here,” I tease.

“I don’t have much use for all this space. I mostly just spend time in the living room, kitchen, and my room. I set up one of the other bedrooms to be a home office, and the basement has a weight bench and free weights that I bought when I got here.”

“It’s nice. But there are no personal touches.”

He shrugs. “There are pictures of my family in my office, but yeah, that’s about it. Not much here to see. I’m sure it’s not like your place.”

I drop his hand and step farther into the living room, looking around. It looks like if I take the short hall, it’ll lead me to the front room and the stairs.

“Yeah, I put up all my pictures from college,” I tell him. “Awards and things that I won. I don’t know, I just liked the idea of it feeling like home. I’ve never lived alone before, so I guess I didn’t want to be lonely.”

He shrugs. “I’m not lonely.”

“I didn’t say you were. I just said that’s what I needed to feel like I wasn’t alone. Have you lived alone before?”

“I’ve had a lot of practice at it. I had a single most of college and then again when I went pro. After the divorce, I was alone again. I’m pretty good at living alone.”

“It shows,” I say with a laugh.

“I’ll make it home eventually. Or when I find something that’s more suited for me. But for now, this is what I have. Do you want a drink or something?”

“No,” I tell him. I’m feeling bold, so I say what I’ve been thinking since we pulled into that garage. “Take me upstairs. I want to see your bedroom.”

“As you wish, love.” He grabs my hand and guides me to the front of the house, where the stairs are waiting.

I follow him up. It’s so quiet in his house right now that I’m sure he can hear my heart hammering in my chest. I’m not so much nervous as I am excited about going upstairs with him.

At the top of the stairs are five doors; three are open.

One is a bathroom. I can see it from the top of the steps.

He takes me into the room that’s on the left and off to the side from the rest.

The master suite.

He drops my hand when we walk in and switches on a light by the side of the bed. “Give me a minute. I want to do something.” He walks over to the dresser and grabs a lighter from a box sitting on top of it. He pulls out some candles and begins to light them. It brings a romantic glow to the room.

“I thought this light might be better than what we had in the car.” He looks over his shoulder and winks at me. “I kind of hated that I didn’t get a chance to really take my time with you.”

“Is this your way of telling me that this is going to last all night?”

“If you would like it to.”

Jase walks over and stands in front of me.

He grabs my hand and twirls me to face his bed.

He takes a step closer to me so that his body is flush with mine.

My hair is moved off my shoulder and replaced with the feel of his lips leaving featherlight kisses as he makes his way to my neck.

He kisses a trail along the back of neck to my other shoulder.

My body comes alive, and goose bumps roll down my spine.

I press my ass back into him.

“I love this dress, but I’m wondering what would happen if I just pulled these straps down.”

I turn my head just a bit. “If you’re not sure, why don’t you find out?”

“I’ll do just that.” He picks up a strap in each hand and guides them down my shoulders. My dress becomes a pile on the floor, and I’m left standing there in a thong and a strapless bra. He runs his hands along my legs and palms my ass. “I remember this full ass from the car.”

I moan as he kneads the cheeks, but he doesn’t stay there long. His hands find their way up my back and around the front to my breasts. The clasp of my bra is waiting for him. He pops it open, and it joins my dress on the floor.

“You’re getting me naked awfully fast here, Jase. I thought you were going to take your time with me.”

“Love, I haven’t even begun to touch you yet.”

He places light kisses on my shoulders while he kneads my breasts. I moan at the sensations he’s causing and arch back into him.

“Please,” I beg. I’m getting so wet, and all he’s really done is hold my breasts and tease my nipples. “Jase, I’m on fire here.”

He slowly turns me and captures my mouth. His hands find the top of my thong, and he slowly guides it down. His mouth follows the same path as he kisses down my chest and stomach. He’s lined up with my core, his eyes looking up at mine. I know what he’s asking. I nod.

“Nope, I’m going to need you to say it, Cas. Can I kiss you here?” He runs a finger along my pussy.

The moan that escapes my lips is loud in the quiet of the room. “Yes,” I breathe out.

“Good girl,” he replies before diving into my folds and making a meal out of me. He’s licking and nipping.

I’m glad the bed frame behind me has a railing I can hold on to for support. I arch my back and moan again as he inserts a finger and then a second one into me.

He pulls back slightly and looks up at me from under hooded lashes. “This is my favorite meal of the night. So much better than dinner.”

I don’t have time to respond, because he dives back in and begins humming, the vibrations of his mouth bringing me so close to the edge. I close my eyes. “I’m going to come.”

He inserts two fingers inside me, and it’s like a coil snaps. I’m coming and holding on for dear life as I cry out and squirm. But he doesn’t give up; his mouth keeps assaulting my pussy, licking and eating up all my juices.

I’m breathing heavy trying to come down from my high, when I open my eyes again to look at him and see him sitting on his knees staring up at me.

“You are so beautiful.”

“And you’re wearing entirely too much clothing,” I tell him.

Dropping to my knees, I pull his shirt up to reveal his toned abs and chest. I run my hands along his abs and lean in and kiss his lips.

I can still taste myself on him. It’s rare that I taste myself on the lips of a man, but I don’t think about that now.

I want to get him naked and so much closer to me.

My hands go to his khaki shorts, and I undo the belt before pulling them down with this boxer briefs.

Jase’s cock is standing at attention. I look down at it. He’s huge, and for second I wonder if that will fit inside me. He sure got it to last night. I lick my lips and get ready to make my own descent down to him, when he pulls me up.

“Nope, not tonight. Tonight is about me taking care of you. There will be time for that later.”

Gently, he helps me up so that we’re both standing, then I’m led back to his bed. “Crawl to the middle of that bed for me, please.”

I do as he asks me. I can’t wait to feel the weight of this man on top of me. I don’t have to wait long. He follows me and lies on top of me, and I arch my hips in hope of pulling him inside me.

“In a minute.” He rolls his hips so that his cock is just playing with my clit.

I moan at the sensation, but he captures it in a kiss.

His tongue begs for entrance, and I immediately let him.

This man is everywhere. It’s like he kisses with his whole body.

His hands explore my body as his lips take me for a ride.

I run my hands up and down his muscular back.

They settle on his ass, and I pull him into me.

“Are you ready for me already?” he rasps out.

“Please,” I tell him.

“One of these times I’m going to enjoy making you beg for me and my cock.”

“Not tonight?”

“Nope, tonight I want to give it you.”

He lifts his hips and enters me, setting a deliciously slow pace.

“Oh god,” I moan out as he rolls a nipple between his lips.

“Yes, love.” He pulls away and looks at me.

“You’re incredible.”

“Glad you think so.” He picks up the pace, and I can already feel another orgasm building.

He pushes into me harder and faster until I can’t take it anymore. I come and let out a string of curse words while he continues to pump in and out of me.

Once I come down from my high, he moves me so that I’m on my side.

My leg is pulled across his body as he enters me from the side.

He rubs my clit, making me squirm. I can’t even move in this position.

He’s in complete and total control, and I love every second of it.

Lying here and letting him take what he wants, what he needs from my body.

He lifts his hips so that he’s now deeper inside me. I can feel another orgasm building.

“Come on, baby. Come for me. I’m right behind you.”

I let go and let my orgasm crash over me. Jase lets out a string of curse words as he fills me. We both lie there, breathing heavy. I feel him reach behind him, then bring out a towel.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he tells me.

I nod lazily. Suddenly I’m so tired. A yawn escapes out.

“You tired, love? I thought you might want to see my double shower.” He places a quick kiss on my lips.

“That sounds amazing.” But another yawn slips out. “Sorry, it’s just been a long day. An amazing day, but a long one.”

It’s now his turn to yawn. “You’re right, it has. Let’s get you some sleep so that I can ravish you in the morning.”

“Hmm, that sounds like heaven.”

Jase pulls the covers down on his side of the bed. He gathers me in his arms and places me under them. I roll onto my side, waiting for him to join and spoon me. He blows out the candles, then the bed dips as he joins me.

Jase gathers me tightly in his arms, and gentle kisses are placed on my bare shoulder. “Sleep tight, love. I’ll see you in the morning.”

I want to say good night, but I’m so tired that I can’t. All I do is let out a small, muffled moan. I think I hear him chuckle, but I can’t be sure. Sleep has taken me, and I let it. It was the perfect day, and all I want to do is sleep so that we can wake up and do that some more.