Page 27 of The Runaway

“You don’t need that.” Jacob paused fishing in his nightstand drawer, and I licked my lips heavily. “I can’t get pregnant.”

“You still have the other ovary, though?” Even as he protested, he crawled back to hold himself over me on powerful arms. “Did they mess with it?”

“Yeah. I don’t have blood or anything. They said it was for the best. Ican, if I wanted to do the doctor again.” Scrunching up my nose, I caressed up Jacob’s lean chest as he arched a brow quizzically. “I don’t want to, though.”

“I’d definitely rather regretnothaving kids versus having them.” His coarse chest hairs tickled my fingers as I traced the faint definition roiling under his skin. Against my palms, his body reverberated with the deep richness of his voice. Goosebumps blanketed me as he nestled between my thighs, and I bit my bottom lip against the slow heat that clawed at the back of my throat. Nuzzling my nose with his, he captured my lips in a sensual kiss that curled my toes in my socks. “More fun for us.”

Humming into his mouth, my heart stuttered when Jacob wrapped his tongue around mine so sweetly. Dropping to his elbows, he rolled his hips with a gasp when his hard cock slipped between my folds. The heat wasbeautiful, the friction delicious as it slithered up and down my spine, and I reached down to grab his ass and squeeze. He chuffed a little, adjusting his knees under my spread thighs to tear his mouth from mine.

Sloppy, open-mouthed kisses left a thick trail of spit down my neck, and Jacob nibbled the swell of my breasts gingerly. Tremors skittered between my ribs, the coil in my abdomen tightening when he peeled back the lacy shielding me from his view. His reverent gasp tugged at my spine, and I closed my eyes to savor the roughness of his stubble against my skin.

Gripping the sheet in ecstasy, I arched into Jacob’s mouth eagerly. His smooth, hot cock slipping between my folds sent shocks down my thighs, contrasting so lusciously with the roughness of his beard.

“You’re so sexy in this, Joci…” Moaning softly as Jacob kissed down my abdomen, I gasped and forced my eyes open whenpleasureslithered up under my ribs to tighten them. For once, I didn’t have to worry about my scar showing; I knew exactly what Jacob thought, and I’d taken a step to avoid any issues.

Andthat— that not worrying— the pureness— felt almost as good as the shock of his tongue against my clit.

“Yes-s…! Ah!” Writhing with a moan as long, deft fingers probed my entrance, I tilted my hips enthusiastically. Jacob nibbled my clit between straight teeth, and I clenched as his digits slid so easily into my channel. My fists twisted in the sheets, the thick hairs on his knuckles only intensifying the sensations bowling up my body to crash into my heart. He wiggled his fingers tantalizingly, his lips and tongue sucking and circling expertly to bring me closer to the edge.

“Like that?” I could hear his smile in his sultry groan, and Jacob pumped his fingers as I nodded a jerk of my head. Pressure built behind my eye sockets. My teeth clenched hard enough to ache in my gums. A single bead of sweat dripped down my neck, and I undulated around his fingers before they curled. Tugging my clit sharply, he hit that spot inside me perfectly— that was all I could think of as a rush of white invaded my vision.

Perfect.

Sputtering a gasp, I arched off the bed while Jacob rode my orgasm. His fingers left me empty only to assault my throbbing clit, swiping fast to urge me on and on. Hungry sounds rolled up between my breasts as he lapped up my juices, and my heart beat so hard that it threatened to fail. I gulped down airhard, the phantom taste of his cum on my tongue barraging my senses.

“Fuck— fuck!Fuck!” A high-pitched squeak burst from my throat when Jacob pushed me onto my back, and I panted furiously. The world spun, but he was stable as his face hovered over mine. Swiping the bulbous tip of his cock between my flushed folds, he braced a fist on either side of my head. My knees drew up automatically, but my mind was lost in the fog and only wandered in circles when he kissed me.

Thepassion… thesmugness… theexcitementthat quivered his lips as they captured mine was awe-inspiring. With his whole body, Jacob thrust into me with a low grunt. His hard girth stretched my walls as they instantly contracted, and he tangled his tongue around mine. Through the fabric of my lingerie, his lean sinew quivered under his skin. The hairs on his legs and arms stood to rub my skin raw, and I could only hold onto the bed as it rocked with a terriblecreak.

Jacob pulled back, the mushroom head of his cock caressing my walls as his tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. Thrusting with a sharp snap of his hips, he growled like an animal— and Ilovedit. Days before was mere weak foreplay, a preview— a paltry attempt just to prove he was willing to try.

He rolled my lower lip between his teeth and slathered spit down my chin and neck. The emotions boiling in my blood leaked from my eyes, and Jacob set a brutalizing, hard pace. With each powerful drive, the bed creaked sharply, adding to the symphony that billowed into the dense atmosphere.

Blood drummed in my ears between Jacob’s hard grunts and theslapof skin on skin— or was it the other way around? I didn’t know, and I couldn’t work my brain to find out. Goosebumps blanketed my skin when he pushed himself up onto unsteady arms, and my eyes popped open. Through the bleariness, I saw him— his hair tousled, his face red, and the muscles in his neck straining.

I was struck by the almost violently intense yearning to grab his face in my palms andfeelhim. My short, hot pants became wheezes, and I tensed in the throes of this need pulling me apart. Every good thing I felt— every ripple of pleasure, every singular grain of euphoria locked in my body— it all bundled up between my shoulder blades.

As he jabbed my cervix to grind his hips against mine, Jacob opened his eyes. His beautiful, crystal clear eyes flickered like blue fire— his smile that was so soft and tender and warm— and I…

I couldn’t not.

Jacob’s narrowed pupils blew, his body going rigid with shock as I wrapped my arms around his neck. For a few, fateful seconds, I feltit. I felt that closeness of a hug. I felt his taut muscles straining against my forearms. I could hold him, chest to chest, and there was no pain. There were no sharp, hot needles stabbing my shoulder joints. He dropped as his elbows gave out in surprise, but he was quick to stop himself from crushing me.

“Joci…” Whispering my name with such veneration, Jacob slid his arms under me as mine tightened as much as they could. Shivering, sweaty, and hot, he felt like everything I hoped he would as his hands pressed flat against my back.

In just five seconds, all the loneliness that’d accumulated, clung to my insides like mold— all the bitterness, and the hatred, and the longing— melted away. Five seconds was all it took to undo five years, and this was that moment that Jacob had talked about. That moment so intense that time stopped.

28

Jacob

Stroking back Joci’s hair, I pursed my lips thinly when her cheek twisted noticeably, her sharp inhale cutting through the air.

“You’re still in a lot of pain, Joci. You don’t have to force yourself to go to my parents’ house.” We hadn’t slept last night, but not for the reason I had expected. Helping Joci into the cute, feminine flannel she’d picked out for Thanksgiving dinner, I frowned under furrowed brows. Every part of her was twitchy, and her hands shook when they popped out of the sleeve cuffs. Wrapped in dark blue and green squares, she turned to me to show off her slightly pale face and red-rimmed eyes.

Determination set her mouth in a thin line, and my protest died on my tongue— but I had half a mind to call my mom and explain that I wasn’t going. Joci’s shoulders were all black and blue, like they’d been rolled over by a car that crushed everything but the actual bones. I couldn’t convince her to go to a hospital; she was confident that it looked worse than it was.

I thought that was horse shit, but…