“I want you to touch my nipples with your hands and then your mouth. That’s how I want you to touch me.”
Like a tornado rising out of nowhere, Jayden’s blue eyes darkened. He released her waist and she almost slipped down the wall in a puddle.
Her gaze dipped from his eyes as his hands reached out. His fingertips brushed her nipples so softly she thought she would orgasm from such a simple caress.
“So fucking pretty.” His voice, rough and ragged, fueled her out-of-control desire for him.
His fingers traced her nipple in tiny torturous circles until she ached. He moved his attention to the other nipple, teasing the hard bud and making her writhe under him.
“Jayden, please.” She grabbed his wrists and pressed her breasts into his palm.
“What do you need, baby?” Jayden whispered, his gaze locked on hers.
“I need more. Touch me more.” She arched her pelvis into his and he growled.
“You have very sensitive nipples. Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” she hissed. “That feels so good.” She reached between them and grabbed his cock through his jeans.
“Easy, baby. You’re going to make me come too soon if you keep touching me like that.”
“More. I want more.”
He cupped her breasts in his hands, his fingers tweaking her nipples. A moan escaped her lips at the delicious sensation he was creating. Lust tingled between her legs until she thought she was going to combust.
He bent his head and sucked her nipples between his soft lips. She cried out, the pleasure so intense. She tightened her grip on his cock through his jeans. A low groan slipped past his lips.
She pulled his head against her breast. He licked and sucked and then moved to the next nipple.
“I need more, Jayden.” Her fingers slid down to his jeans and unzipped him. She felt the head of his cock brush the back of her hand. She wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and she felt him tremble underneath her fingertips.
“Fuck, baby, you are going to kill me.”
She tried to drop to her knees, but he grabbed her arms, his eyes wild.
“I want to taste you.”
“Haley, I…”
“Do you not want me to put my mouth on you?” She held her breath, her fear of rejection once again seeping into her heart.
Jayden pressed his forehead to hers as his breath brushed across her skin. “I want nothing more than to feel that hot mouth on me, Haley. But I’m… flawed.”
She frowned as she looked up into his eyes. At once she saw fear and indecision.
“Everyone is flawed, Jayden.”
He shook his head. “No, not like me. I’m scarred.”
It hit her. He wasn’t rejecting her. He was afraid of being rejected.
“Blindfold me.”
His head snapped up. “What?”
“If you don’t want me to see you, then blindfold me.” She squeezed his cock harder refusing to let him go. He twitched in her hand.
Indecision flickered in his gaze and she knew if he thought too long he wouldn’t go through with it. She leaned in and licked his neck.
“Are you sure?” He pulled her away, searching her face for any hesitation.
“Yes.”
He swung her up in his arms and strode into the bedroom.
His bedroom.
Haley’s stomach tightened with pleasure as he set her gently down on the massive bed. He eased onto the bed holding her face between his calloused palms and gazing at her like she was a precious treasure.
No one had ever looked at her like that.
She blinked back the emotions spilling into her chest. How long had it been since someone had shown her that she mattered, that she was valued, that she was worthy?
“Beautiful.” Jayden covered her lips with his in a blistering kiss. She dug her fingertips into his silky blonde hair, clinging to him with a neediness she’d never known.
When he pulled his mouth away, he reached for his scarf on the nightstand. She’d talked him into buying that scarf when they’d gone shopping together.
He carefully folded the scarf and held it up to her eyes. He hesitated.
“I trust you, Jayden.” She wrapped her fingers around his wrist and pulled him closer. He tied the scarf behind her head, surrounding her in total blackness.
His fingers slid from her head to her cheek, stroking and caressing. With her loss of sight, her other senses were heightened. His scent became more distinct as did the sensation of his hand stroking her skin.
“You are so beautiful.” He covered her mouth with his, plunging his tongue inside hers leaving her breathless and hot and wet.
He pulled away and ran his thumb across her bottom lip.
The bed shifted and she realized he had stood. Reaching out, her hands found his unzipped jeans, his erection straining out. She pulled his jeans past his hips and she heard him step out and kick the pants away. His coarse hair on his thighs tickled her fingertips as she ran her hands up to his waist.