Page 36 of An Unexpected Turn
“No. That keeps me up at night too.” Her shaky breaths filled the silence between us. “It’s too hard to fight this anymore.”
“Peyton, please—”
“I think about you all the time too. I know I shouldn’t, but every time I try to stop, it’s that much harder.” Her pleading gaze was about to be my undoing. “Maybe it’s wrong, but I’m exhausted, Jake. Aren’t you?”
“You’re young,” I managed to whisper as her other hand drifted down my chest.
“Thirty-two isn’t that young. What’s wrong? Are you afraid you’ll corrupt me?” A tiny smile ghosted her lips, but her eyes burned with lust and want and everything I’d been pushing away since the second I laid eyes on her again.
“You’re going to be sorry you said that.” I grabbed the back of her neck and finally hauled her to me. I plundered her mouth, thrusting my tongue past those lips that tasted even better than I’d imagined. I slanted my mouth to go even deeper, both of us clawing at each other to get closer after having fought for so long to stay as far apart as possible.
“I tried. Fuck, I tried.” I pulled the rubber band out of her hair and wove my fingers in, gazing down at her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. I wanted to strip her, claim her in every way with every part of my body.
I broke the kiss, grabbing her face as I pressed my forehead against hers.
“You know we can’t go back after this.”
I was offering an out I’d already known neither of us would take. Her hooded eyes lit up as they locked with mine, her hands meeting at my neck as she inched closer.
“Promise?”
I swiveled her around, pressing her back against my front for her to feel exactly how much I’d wanted her all this time. My hands roamed her body, coasting down her thighs. I swept the hair off the back of her neck and dropped slow, openmouthed kisses across her nape. The sweetest whimper fell from her lips as she melted into me.
She wasn’t the only one losing sleep.
“You’re perfect, sweetheart. So fucking perfect.”
“Touch me, Jake. Please ...”
“How? Like this?” I cupped both her breasts, teasing the nipples until they pebbled against my thumbs.
Her head dropped back against me as she arched forward, pushing her full breasts farther into my greedy hands.
“So beautiful.” I dove into her neck, running my mouth along the crook of her shoulder and smiling against her silky skin when she jerked in my arms. “You taste even better than I imagined, and I imagined you all the damn time.”
“You did—yes, right there ...” She reached behind to loop her arm around my neck, pulling me closer.
“I did,” I whispered before grazing my teeth over her earlobe. “I never stood a chance.”
She peeled one of my hands off her breast and shoved it inside her leggings. I cupped her pussy, already soaked through the lace against my palm. When I slid my hand inside her panties, I sucked in a gasp, leaning forward to stop my knees from giving out.
“So wet, you’re killing me.” I crushed my mouth to hers again as I teased my finger up and down her slit, my finger already drenched as I swirled it around her clit. “This all for me, sweetheart?” I murmured against her lips. The little bump was as hard as I was, Peyton shuddering against me with every swipe around and over it.
“All for you, Jake. All you,” she croaked out, spreading her wobbling legs as she pressed my hand deeper into her core. My brain short-circuited, robbing me of the little self-control I had left.
I took her mouth in another bruising kiss before dropping to my knees.
If I was going to hell, I’d enjoy every damn second of the ride.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and pulled them down with her panties, with no patience even to get them to her ankles before I dipped my head and took her pussy like I’d taken her mouth. I devoured it, letting my tongue glide along every soaked inch before licking all the way inside her.
I was too high on this woman, too consumed by how she tasted and how she shivered in my arms as I went deeper, to remember all the reasons I wasn’t supposed to have her. I grabbed her ass with both hands because I still wasn’t close enough or deep enough. I was dizzy, common sense vanishing the moment she’d confessed she wanted me as much as I tried not to want her.
Reason, logic, and repercussions no longer mattered. At that moment, nothing mattered but the woman in my arms. It was as terrifying as it was exhilarating.
I continued the sweet torture until her thighs quivered against my face. I swatted the side of her hip, urging her to come in my mouth and give me what I’d craved for so damn long.
“Jake,” she shrieked, her legs going rigid as she rocked against my mouth, moaning and pleading until she folded forward, her eyes shut and her cheeks wet.
