Page 41 of The Senator's Secret
“Please!” I cry out as I wrap my legs around his waist and try to muscle him deeper, but he just chuckles. “Please. I need you.”
“Music to my ears, sweetheart,” he says before giving me more of his weight as he thrusts deep inside me.
“Yes,” I hiss. Oh yes, this is exactly what I need.
Jake presses his mouth to mine as he pumps faster and faster. Oh, God, yes, I need him faster still. Harder too. He seems to know exactly what I need, because he gives me both. I arch my back to meet him thrust for thrust as Jake takes me higher and higher, and I hold onto him for dear life.
He growls into my mouth as he drives harder, and then my world seems to fracture and fly apart. I am only grounded where he holds my hands tight in his and where he pumps his cock into my center over and over again.
And just when I think I might die, it’s too much, the feel of him in me, around me, is more than I can bare, Jake throws his head back as he plants his cock deep inside me and roars out his release. I watch his beautiful face as he grits his teeth and closes his eyes. Watching Jacob Chancellor come is the single most erotic thing I have ever experienced.
He presses soft, open-mouth kisses all over my face as he gently glides in and out of my center before he slips free, and then he wraps me tight in his arms and rolls to his back so I’m sprawled over his large body.
Jake gently trails his fingertips over my spine, up and down and all over. After a while, his gentle touches turn a little more heated. I lean forward to kiss and touch him as well. He seems to become a little more wild as I take my turn over and over. And when I sit up to trace the indentations of his abs, he follows me up so he’s sitting and I’m straddling his lap.
Jake leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth gently, rolling his tongue over the tip and making me whimper. I grip his hair in my fingers and arch into him, desperate for more. As I become more restless on his lap, I feel his hard cock against my backside and rise up to take him inside me as I wrap my legs around his waist.
We rock our hips together as we kiss and touch and taste each other, and in the end, we find release together in each other’s arms.
Jake holds me for a moment as our heartbeats slow together, and then he rolls me back to the bed and slips free from my body. After what we’ve just shared, I hate the loss of him. He tucks my back to his front and pulls the covers over us. And I fall asleep in his arms, never once thinking about blackmail.
“Looks Like Our Favorite IT Couple Can’t Get Enough of Each Other.”
Chapter 12
Stay the course
“Yes!” I gasp as I come awake, my body overheated and dangerously close to the climax Jake has obviously been working me toward while I was still asleep.
He holds me tight in his arms, his body wrapped around mine while his fingers move hard and fast over my clit. I let my head drop back to rest on his chest, and I grab onto his forearm where it winds down my belly, his hand playing between my legs. I dig my nails into his skin. I feel like I’m about to come out of my skin, this orgasm building hotter and faster, and I’m not sure I will be able to take it.
“That’s it; that’s my girl,” he coos.
“Jake,” I whisper, my voice harsh to my own ears, but I can’t help it. I’m being consumed by the flames that lick up my body. “I can’t.”
“You can.”
He pumps his fingers into my waiting pussy and curves them inside as his thumb presses down on my clit. I shake my head back and forth, because it’s too much; it’s too big. I feel like a balloon on a tether, threatening to be swept away by the wind.
“Oh, God,” I whimper as Jake moves his fingertips back to circle my clit again and again, faster and faster.
“That’s it,” he growls, and he moves his hand faster still. His other arm holds me tight against him.
“Jake, Jake, Jake,” I plead just before I burst into a million tiny, sparkly pieces.
The beating of my heart is whooshing in my ears and sweat slicks my skin. My breath rasps out of my lungs as Jake rolls me over to my belly. He arranges my knees underneath me and spreads them apart. I’m glad he has the wherewithal to do so, because I’m pretty sure I’m dead.
And then he grips my hips in his strong hands and drives in deep.
Somewhere along the way, Jake lost the last shred of his control. I grip the sheets in my hands and hold on tight as he plunges in over and over again. He sets a punishing rhythm I am already lost to.
“Fuck!” he growls. “Fuck, I need you so bad.”
“You have me,” I promise. I don’t know where that comes from, and I know I shouldn’t promise anything else to Jacob Chancellor, but I can’t help it. I’m helpless where he’s concerned. And if I were honest with myself, I would admit he owns me, body and soul.
“Just like this,” he grits out as he grabs my hair in his fist and pulls. The other is planted in the bed beside my shoulder as he looms over me, changing the angle to a deeper one that has me gasping and pleading. I’ll say anything for the orgasm he promises.
“Yes.”