I pulled away to look up at the tortured beauty on her face. “You’re going to stand until I make you come,” I murmured, sliding my fingers easily into her and watching her buck. I pumped inside of her, running my free hand up and down her leg for a minute as I sat and watched her drown in pleasure.
“Oh God, that feels so good,” she gasped, her leg shivering under my touch. With nothing to hold onto, her hands grasped at the air, spasms rippling through her body as I brought her closer to a finish.
“Squeeze your tits for me.”
She did. The rumble of a growl rose from the pit of my throat as I watched in wild arousal as Lara soothed herself with two hands on her breasts, rubbing, squeezing, pushing them together so hard I couldn’t take it anymore, whipping my cock out of my jeans.
“Good girl, Lara.” My teeth were gnashed as I watched her, thrusting inside her, jerking myself off all at once. When I needed it again, I leaned forward to taste her, to slide my fingers out and push my tongue in instead. Her juices slid onto my lips as I immediately tunneled – so deep I had her screaming before she could even come. My hands gripped both her legs now, holding her up as I savored every last drop of her desire, ready to blow from just the sound of my name tearing from her throat.
As she came, the room filled with the sound of her moans, every breath of air I drew in thick with her pleasure. Ecstasy still seeped from her lips as I carried her up those stairs and into my room, laying her out on the bed and letting my eyes travel across every inch of her body as I peeled off the rest of my clothes.
“Jake,” she breathed my name and held her arms out. That was all I needed to go to her. Whatever she wanted, I’d give. Anything she asked for, I’d find it. If there was any woman who deserved every pleasure, satisfaction and relief in the world, it was mine.
Climbing onto her, I let her pull my lips to hers, my tongue gladly taking the invitation of her parted lips. I groaned against them as she reached down to wrap her fingers around my pulsing cock, though she could barely pull one stroke before I couldn’t take it. I tore my mouth from her.
“I need you now.” I clenched my jaw, ready to explode from just the touch of my helmet grazing her stomach. She cupped my jaw, looking into my eyes as she parted her legs for me. But when I reached for the condom, she breathed eagerly about the pill. And with my cock straining furiously to be inside her, that was it. I sunk myself inside her, roaring wild at the sheer pleasure. Nothing could break my gaze from her as I rocked into her body, groaning from the depths of my chest as I pushed deep, even deeper, burying myself inside her and filling her to the hilt.
“Yes,” she breathed out, arching her back completely, presenting me her trembling breasts. The image was enough to make me lose it but I couldn’t. Not until I got to hear her once more.
“Come for me again, baby,” I panted, my jaw tight, my pulse between my teeth as I felt every last muscle in my body clenching harder than ever before. Thrusting deep, my gaze slid from her bouncing breasts to her gorgeous collarbones to the swollen, wide open lips I couldn’t wait to kiss every morning. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” My groan was ragged as I felt her tighten around me, as I heard the small, desperate whimper that meant she was seconds from coming. “Come for me, Lara.”
Throwing her arms around my neck, she gasped. “I’m coming – ”
I couldn’t hold it any longer. As she fell apart underneath me, I came with her, the same hot ecstasy rippling through our bodies, seizing our muscles and minds and sending us so far away I wasn’t sure we’d come back.
Chapter Nineteen
Jake
It was Jackson’s nonstop calling that had buzzed my phone off the table. I had four voicemails, six missed calls and a dozen texts by the time I picked up my phone.
Fucked up big I need your help
I cant find lara Call me back
If you see Dane fucking shoot him between the eyes
Ignore the voicemails just call me back asap brother
Clearly, it was urgent. But I opted to take a long, hot shower with Lara and cook breakfast before leaving to meet Jackson at his apartment, leaving Lara in mine with a phone and my AmEx.
By the time I got to Jackson’s duplex, he was mess.
“Fuck, man, I barely remember what the fuck happened last night but I fucked up, brother, I really messed up fucking bad this time,” he said, his voice hoarse and his entire appearance exuding chaos. His hair was matted, sweaty and his shirt was askew.
“Jackson, sit down and tell me what happened.”
Jackson stumbled backward till he found the kitchen stool. “I don’t know, I lost it at Lara yesterday. She couldn’t understand why I’d fuck Audra and fuck it, that’s not the important part.”
“What happened with Dane?”
“I called that motherfucker cause they took me to the precinct for some fucking bar fight and I guess I let him come back to the house with me. I don’t even fucking remember. But I showered, I passed out and when I woke up, he and Lara were gone. And I had a bad fucking feeling because the floor was wet from the kitchen to the door, the drawers were open, her phone was still in the room. And the concierge kept calling and when I picked up he asked if everything was okay because he saw Lara running out the door like someone was after her.”
I didn’t have to fake my wrath. “Dane did something to her.”
Eyes wild, looking at everything but me, Jackson nodded. “We looked at the security tapes – he fucking cornered her in the elevator and tried to take her clothes off and I guess she jabbed some hairpin or something at him because she got away but now I know she’s somewhere scared as shit and blaming me for letting the sick son of a bitch into our house in the first place.”
I shook my head at the thought of what a shameless piece of human shit Dane was. I had every intention on finding him and slamming his fucking head into the ground but I couldn’t think about that now. I had questions I had to ask. “Did you go to Dane? Or call him? Did you ask what the fuck he was thinking?”