“I didn’t mean to upset you, I’ll get it removed.”
She pushed away from him and looked at him as if he’d lost his mind.
“I’m not upset.” She cried and tried to scrounge up the right words. “I am so completely in awe of you. You drew me as you saw me that night, and completely took my breath away then. And now you took that same picture and had it put on your body indefinitely. It’s as if you tattooed me to your heart.”
His smile would’ve lit up a football field. “That’s exactly what I was going for.” He reached out and wiped the tears on her cheeks. “You own my heart, and you always will.”
“I’ll cherish it, forever.” She whispered and smiled through her tears. She looked at his chest, still amazed. “Can I touch it?”
He nodded and watched as she traced her fingers delicately over the image, before pressing her lips over his chest. She glanced at him through her lashes and began to spread her kisses all over his chest. She heard him groan and looked up at him concerned. “Am I hurting you?”
“No.” His voice was thick as he splayed his palms on her hips. “I want you Cara. I want you so goddamn much.”
Eyes on his, she slid her hands over his and together they tugged at her pants. “I’m yours.” She said and then pulled her pants down the rest of the way. She stepped out of them once they pooled around her ankles and stood before him. She took his hands in hers and pulled him towards the couch.
He kicked his shoes off and worked the button of his jeans, before sliding the zipper down. There was eagerness there for the both of them, but relishing in their love for another took precedence. She grabbed his shoulders and pushed him to sit down on the couch.
Kneeling between his legs, she began to work the jeans down his thighs. He arched his hips, making the task easier for her. When she freed him of his pants she moved to sit on his lap. Her fingers traced his jaw, and she smiled before her lips found his. She took her time kissing him, exploring every crevice of his mouth. She loved the way his mouth responded to her, so inviting, and open. Her hands clutched his shoulders as they kissed. She could feel his erection under her, begging for her. She rocked against his slowly, tantalizingly, until a growl of approval escaped from his throat.
Jake pulled away, holding her face in his hands he looked into her eyes. They were green tonight, but hinted specs of all different shades of gold and brown. “Your eyes, Christ your eyes undo me.” He growled before his lips embarked on a trailblazing path down her neck, he sucked on her shoulder before his teeth scraped the sensitive skin.
His fingers slipped underneath the spandex that stretched across her full breasts. He cupped her mounds of flesh in his palms, letting his thumbs work her nipples until they were thick and firmly erect. He had wanted to be gentle, it was his intention, but he lost himself in all that was Cara. Her soft curves, the way her body so willingly molded to his. She unleashed a desire in him that no one else ever had. He needed her naked, and needed it now. He pulled the sports bra over her head and balanced her breasts in his hands, choosing which one to devour first. His mouth clamped around her nipple inflicting a slow erotic torture.
He felt her hands slide into his boxer briefs and wrap around his hardened length. Christ she felt amazing. His hands closed around him and his mouth stilled over her puckered nipples, anticipating her next move. When she ran her fingers over the tip of his penis, softly he thought he’d explode. He forced himself to open his eyes and look into hers. She was chewing on her lip, and his mouth begged to suck on her lip and soothe it and that’s exactly what he did as she brought his briefs down his thighs, rocking her heat against him. He slid the scrap of material that covered her, and his finger slipped between her wet folds. He was pretty sure his eyes rolled behind his head as finger divulged in her heat. He slipped his finger out of her and held it up to her mouth. Eyes blazing, she slid her tongue up and down the length of his finger before closing her mouth around it and sucking on it. She extracted his finger from her mouth with a popping noise.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” He murmured as his lips slid down her neck, his teeth nipping along the way.