I want to scream out, but I don’t. I’m a little afraid of what is to come, but that’s not it. I’ve dreamed of making love to Jacob forever, but as intense as this is, it is not like I imagined. It is not what I dreamed. I’m afraid to say that though, if I do he will stop and I don’t want that.
His finger pushes inside of me and I groan. It feels full and uncomfortable, but at the same time amazing. His thumb grazes my clit over and over, faster and faster and my hips begin to rock before I realize it.
“That’s it, Princess. Get out of that head of yours and just let your body feel,” He whispers as his tongue pushes into my ear and I feel yet another finger slide inside of me, stretching my passage.
I can’t stop a moan that breaks free. I am beyond full. I am stretched so much it’s almost painful.
“Shhh… I got you, Care Bear. I got you.”
I hear his voice and feel his breath against my face. I hear my old nickname and my body relaxes slowly, he lets go of my hands and I open my eyes that I didn’t remember closing.
He slides down to his knees and my vision is hazy because I’m so excited. Still, the sight of him on his knees in front of me, steals my breath. My hands move down to tease through his hair again, but he looks up at me and traps me with his eyes.
“Keep your hands flat against the wall, Carrie,” his order is quiet but full of demand.
“Jacob…”
“Do it.”
I swallow at the command in his voice, but flatten my hands against the wall and wait.
“Good girl. You want to be my good girl don’t you?”
I lick my lips, almost afraid of this new Jacob. I nod yes, because I’m not a fool. I want more. Heck at this point, I need more.
He smiles and that smile is full of cocky male and promises bad things. I apparently am a lover of bad things, because I feel myself getting even wetter and his fingers slide in a little further. How far can he go?
He uses one of his hands to open my pussy to him. Cool air hits my clit. It is in direct contrast to the heat that flushes and travels through my body as Jacob’s studies me.
“Damn Princess, you have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. Look at all these pretty red curls trying to hide you from me. We’re going to have to shave that. Later though, right now I’m way too hungry for you.”
I bite my lip to keep from crying out as he flattens his tongue and licks my clit, pushing against it.
“Oh god…” Not very intelligent but all I can manage at this point. It only gets better when Jacob somehow captures my clit between his teeth and flicks his tongue back and forth. It’s similar to what he did to my breasts, only better… like a thousand times better.
All the while, he continues to move his fingers very gently back and forth inside of me. With each thrust his fingers sink further inside of me.
“Jacob, I think… I’m going…”
I’m gasping trying to figure out what I want to say, but unable to be coherent enough to put the words together.
He growls. He literally growls against my pussy and once again sucks my clit into his mouth, humming against it. His fingers pick up speed. Faster he slides in and out of me and I can hear the sound of him plunging through my wetness. His fingers become harder, relentless as they drive into me. My hips rock, following him with each withdrawal before he plunges back in. I’m riding his hand, trying to take in every touch, every feeling. I can feel a climax building, and I try to fight it off. I don’t want this to end.
“Let go, Carrie. Let it go for me. I want to hear you as you come all over my face.”
His words combined with the way he is working me, send me over the edge. I scream out his name in one long, broken cry.
My head goes back hard against the wall, but I barely notice it as my body quakes in release.
It feels as if all the bones in my body have melted. I can only moan and tremble while Jacob picks me up and carries me to the bed. He lays me down and I open my eyes to smile, there is so much I want to say to him. So many words come to mind. Three certain words are the ones I long to say.
I love you.
I can’t say that. I know I can’t. Luckily, all thought stops when Jacob pulls off the gray sweats he is wearing.
I have never seen a man naked before. Well okay, I’ve seen pictures, but as far as seeing a live, naked man standing in front of me? That has never happened. The fact that the man is Jacob, along with the fact that he is oh-my-god-holy-smokes-flat-out-gorgeous, fries what little brain receptors I have. All I would be able to do is babble some unintelligible words, so I bite my tongue to stop them.
I do reach out though, I can’t help it. Finally, I get to touch him, to feel him. My hands collide with the warm skin of his abdomen. I flex my fingers wanting to feel more…to dig in and never let go.
I don’t get the chance though because Jacob grabs my hands and pushes me back completely against the mattress.
“Princess, I told you, no touching.”
“Please Jacob, I want to feel you…”