Page 47 of Score to Settle (Oakwood Ranch #1)

THIRTY-FIVE

JAKE

The string lights twinkle above us as I draw Harper toward me and into a slow, tantalizing kiss. My dick starts to press against my jeans as heat builds between us. I’m always so damn ready for her…

I trail a line of kisses down her neck. “I know it’s cold out here, but…”

“It is pretty cold,” she replies as my hand moves over the curves of her body through her clothes. “But it’s warm under these blankets.”

“And we can make our own heat,” I murmur.

She laughs softly, but it turns into a small gasp as my lips find the sensitive spot just below her ear.

I pull her closer, our bodies pressed tight beneath the blankets.

My hands slide under her sweater, meeting the smooth, warm skin of her back.

I take my time exploring her body, feeling her shiver at my touch as our kiss deepens, the electricity between us sparking brighter with every passing second.

“Jake,” she breathes, arching into me. The way she says my name—that need—makes my dick stir.

I tug her sweater over her head and unhook her bra, freeing her perfect breasts.

Her nipples are already taut in the cool air, and I lower my head, taking one in my mouth and swirling my tongue around the sensitive peak.

Harper moans and tangles her fingers in my hair, tugging.

I lavish attention on her other breast before kissing a path down her body. Unbuttoning her jeans, I peel them down her legs, along with her panties. Harper shivers slightly and I grab another blanket, draping it over us, creating a private cocoon of warmth.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

I settle between her thighs, kissing a slow path down her stomach. Her skin quivers beneath my lips, and when I reach her center, I take a moment to admire how ready she is for me too.

“Let me warm you up,” I murmur against her skin before running my tongue along her slit in a long, deliberate stroke.

“Fuck,” Harper whimpers, her hips lifting off the cushions.

I stroke her clit with the tip of my tongue. She’s so wet, so responsive. Every sound she makes telling me she wants me to give her more. I slide a finger inside her tight heat, pumping in and out as I bring her closer to the edge with my tongue.

“Jake!” she moans as her thighs start to tremble. She writhes beneath me as I continue licking and sucking. I slide in another finger, curling them just right to hit that sensitive spot inside. Harper cries out, back arching off the ground.

“So fucking beautiful,” I murmur again before sealing my lips around her clit.

I pump my fingers faster, flicking my tongue rapidly.

She’s close, so deliciously close. Which is when I draw back, moving away and trailing my lips along the smooth skin of her inner thighs.

I take my time, licking and nipping playfully, teasing her sensitive flesh before slowly returning to her center.

Slowly at first, letting her pleasure build again until her thighs start to quake and tense around my head.

Then I pick up speed, licking and sucking as my fingers slide into her tight, wet pussy once more.

“Jake,” she cries out, but I don’t stop. A few more firm strokes and she shatters with another cry, her walls clenching rhythmically around my fingers as I work her through the waves of her orgasm.

As she starts to come down, I place a final soft kiss on her center before I kiss my way back up her body until I reach her lips so she can taste herself on me.

“I need you,” she whispers against my mouth. “Now.”

I strip off my sweater and jeans, my cock straining as I cover her body with mine. Her warm hands roam over my chest, her nails scraping lightly against my skin as I reach for a condom from the pocket of my discarded jeans. Then her hand is on my arm, and I pause, my eyes meeting hers.

“I have an IUD,” she says, her cheeks coloring a little even after everything we’ve just done. “If you didn’t want to… I mean, we could…”

Her voice trails off, and I grin, brushing my lips against hers.

“I’m good with that if you are?” I reply.

“But I’ve never not used one before. Mama drilled consent and safety into us from the moment we hit puberty.

” I chuckle, shaking my head, remembering the long and awkward talks she gave me and my brothers. “Am I killing the mood?”

A playful smile touches Harper’s face. “I think I can bring it back.”

Before I can respond, she presses a hand to my chest, pushing me back as she straddles me. My breath catches as her soft skin brushes against me, her hand wrapping around my length.

“You’re so hard,” she whispers, guiding the tip of my cock to her entrance, her heat tantalizingly close. My hands move instinctively to grip her hips and bring her down over me, but she shakes her head, pushing them away. “My turn to play now.”

I groan, my body aching with need.

She leans down, lips brushing my neck. “Tell me, how much do you want this?” she whispers as she pulls back, her hands running over her breasts, fingers tweaking her own nipples.

One hand moves back to my dick, the tip resting just outside her pussy as she strokes a hand down the length.

The feel of her touching me, of being this close to claiming her, is almost enough to make me lose my mind.

“So fucking much,” I groan as she wiggles her hips, keeping me right at her hot entrance. “Harper.” My jaw tightens as she moves just enough to drive me insane. “What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to tell me what you want,” she replies, her voice like a challenge.

I lock eyes with her, raw hunger pulsing through me. “I want you to take my cock.”

Her breath hitches, and with a sultry smile, she presses down slowly, taking my tip then stopping. “Like this?”

“Fuck. Yeah…”

Harper runs her hands over her body, wiggling a little, making sure to keep my dick just at the opening of her pussy. I grit my teeth, fighting against the burn in my groin. “What else do you want, Jake?”

“I want you to take all of my cock, Cassidy. Every fucking inch of it.” I can’t stand another second of not being inside her.

I grab her thighs, pulling her down hard onto me.

Heat pulses around my dick. She’s so fucking wet for me and I feel it all over my length as I slide all the way to my hilt, Harper whimpering with pleasure. It’s like nothing I could’ve imagined.

She moves then, riding me with slow, deliberate movements that make my vision blur. Each time she lifts herself, her slick heat tightens around me before sliding back down, sending shocks of need through my entire body.

“Do you like this?” she asks, her voice breathless and taunting.

“Yes,” I growl, driving into her harder. “Fuck, Harper, yes.”

Her cries grow louder as she moves faster, our bodies tangling together in a rhythm that pushes us both closer to the edge. When she slows, pulling herself up so just the tip of me is inside her, she leans down, her hair brushing against my face. Our lips meet in a deep, searing kiss.

“I’m done playing,” I say as I nip her bottom lip with my teeth.

In one movement, I flip her over, hooking her legs over my shoulders, thrusting into her with a primal need, and now it’s me in control and Harper crying out my name, begging for more.

“You want me to go harder?” I murmur, pushing deeper into her.

“Yes,” she hisses as her body tightens around me. She’s close to the edge. We both are.

“Come for me, Harper,” I say, my voice rough and commanding as I reach a hand between us, circling her clit with my thumb. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

Then there’s nothing but the exquisite feel of Harper’s pussy and the rhythm of my length pushing deeper inside her, over and over.

Harper shatters first, clenching tightly around me as she gasps my name into the night. I bury my face in the crook of her neck, muffling my groans against her skin, burying myself to the hilt and exploding into her with a guttural moan.

We cling to each other as the aftershocks slowly subside, our ragged breaths mingling in the chilly air.

I roll us to the side and Harper curls into me. In one movement, I pull the blankets around us, cocooning us in warmth once more. Harper tilts her head up and meets my gaze, her eyes luminous in the glow of the lights. I brush a strand of hair from her cheek and stroke the delicate line of her jaw.

We lie like that for a long while, exchanging gentle caresses and drinking champagne.

“This has been an amazing end to my stay,” she whispers sleepily and it makes my heart swell inside my chest. I hold her close as she nuzzles into me.

“It’s only the beginning for us,” I say, meaning it with every part of me.

I look at Harper’s face to see how she’s taken my words, but her eyes are closed, her breathing even. I grin to myself. It’s the most I’ve ever told any woman how much they mean to me, and of course Harper’s asleep.

There will be other times. A lifetime. So I lie back against the cushions, this perfect woman sleeping in my arms. Thoughts of Sunday’s game and my fight with Dylan are still spinning in my head, but in this moment all I can think is how much I’m going to miss Harper over the next few days and how I’m going to spend the rest of my life proving to her that she’s my world.