Pieces (Riverdale #1)

“Yes.” She squealed, while her fingers glided through his hair, tugging the ends.

She could feel his lips curve against her chest, and she damned him straight to hell. He loved teasing her. His delectable, mouth traveled south and his tongue drew circles around her stomach.

“What about here?”

“Jake.” She said warningly. So help her, she was seconds away from grabbing his head and sticking his face between her legs, and demanding him to do wicked things with his mouth.

“Yes, dear.” He said amusingly as he slid further down on the bed. His palms moved to her inner thighs and he urged them further apart so he could fit better between them. He pressed a soft kiss against one of her thighs.

“Where do you want me to kiss you?”

“You know where. Do you want me to beg?” She lifted her head to stare down at him. When he cocked his head and pondered the question she threw her head back against the pillows in frustration. He laughed.

“Since I’m such a nice guy, I’ll put you out of your misery, sweetness.” He said before he spread her lips with his fingers and ran his tongue down the length of sex, as if he was taking the first delicious lick of an ice cream cone. “Sweet it is.” He crooned between licks.

Cara’s eyes rolled behind her head and she gripped the sheets as she arched against his mouth. The strokes his tongue took were slow and tantalizing at first and drove her mad. She released the sheets and pressed her hands to the back of his head, pushing him further into her wetness. She heard him growl when she began to thrust into his mouth. She moved to her own beat, seeking her pleasure. A tug on her swollen clit, a lap of his tongue, and she was gone. She moved out of control, pressing herself as far as she could against his open mouth.

“Right there.” She panted. “Yes.” She rotated her hips and his tongue hit her spot. She clutched the back of his head and arched her hips one final time before she remained completely still engaging in the mind blowing orgasm.

She saw stars, or so she thought as she gasped for breath. His tongue licked all her juices and she fell completely limp onto the mattress. A satisfied smile spread slowly across her face and she felt him work his way back up her body. She opened her eyes and stared directly into his.

“You taste so fucking good.” He said as his eyes clouded with his desire to fill her.

She leaned up and took his mouth with hers. His lips parted under the command of her tongue and she swept the crevices of his mouth, tasting herself with her own tongue. He roughly ran his hands down to her hips and jerked her body against his. She pulled her mouth from his and grinned at him mischievously.

“Delicious.” She said huskily. He cursed and drove his dick into her slick folds. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles over his ass. Her hands held onto his shoulders as he slammed his hips against hers. She looked up at him as he stared down at her, his face full of determination. He pumped her fast and hard, sweat on his brow. She opened for him, stretching herself to fill his needs.

“Come for me baby.” She said as she clenched her pussy around his straining cock.

He reached between her legs and caressed her throbbing clit with his thumb as he fought desperately to hold onto control. He massaged her until she began to violently shake beneath him, that’s when he drove himself home and released himself inside her. He fell against her, and she enveloped his body.

“Damn it Cara. I’ll never get enough of you.” He said between breaths.

She grinned, perfectly content with the idea of him ravaging her until the end of time. “Sounds good to me.” She said delightedly.

He laughed and buried his head in the crook of neck before taking a playful bite. Yeah, she would be completely on board with never ending sex with Jake.





Chapter Eleven


Jake awoke in the middle of the night, sweat dripping down his body, and not because he and Cara had given one another multiple orgasms. It had been a steady occurrence lately, these night sweats. Nothing fueled them, no nightmares, no exertion, he’d be sound asleep and wake drenched in his own perspiration. He stared down at Cara, wrapped around his clammy body, sated and perfect. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple before shifting her slightly off of him. He was gentle, and careful not to wake her. Once he carefully detangled her from him, he stood beside the bed and stared down at her.