Chapter 9

Chapter

Nine

December 13 th

10:46 P.M.

All night Jessica had been debating what she would do in this moment.

There was the smart option, which was simply to thank Donovan for a wonderful evening, for good conversation and great company, and maybe give him a goodnight kiss on her doorstep before saying goodbye and beginning the game of waiting for him to call.

He was going to.

That she knew with absolute certainty.

But still she would wonder and wait, anxiety would take hold, and she would over analyze every single thing she’d said and done, looking for anything that might have turned him off even after he’d been patiently persistent for almost two weeks while she got herself ready to say yes to a date.

That was for sure the smart option.

There was another, though.

One that wouldn't get out of her mind every single time he shot her one of those charming smiles, or his finger brushed against her hand or arm. Every time heat flared in his eyes, or she looked over to find his appreciative gaze lingering on her breasts or her backside.

Why was this even a debate?

She knew exactly how she wanted this night to end, she just wasn't sure she was brave enough to do it.

“When is too soon to call?” Donovan asked as his hand captured hers as they walked toward her front door. “Tomorrow morning first thing before the sun gets up? As soon as I get back to my mom’s house? When I get in the car?”

The last one made her chuckle and relieved her anxiety. Just because she’d been out of the dating game a long time and had only ever been out with one man anyway, it seemed she hadn't managed to turn him off.

Drawing in a deep breath, she steadied her nerves and decided to just go for it.

What was the worst that could happen?

If she jumped in too deep and got her heart broken, she’d find a way to mend it. Find a way to mend her son’s as well. But not going for it when Donovan had been everything she could hope for in a man and then more, would teach her son that you gave into your fears and let them control you.

The last thing she wanted to do was curb her little boy’s natural curiosity and inquisitiveness. She wanted him to live his life to the fullest, reach for his dreams and find a way to succeed at them no matter what they were.

“How about you don’t call,” she suggested, rushing on when Donovan’s face fell. “How about you don’t call because you come in and spend the night.”

Desire, hot enough to scorch her skin with a single glance was quickly replaced by a look of concern. “Jessica, I hope you know I would never pressure you for sex. I know this was a big step for you and you have a son to consider. I can wait as long as it takes for you to be ready.”

“So, you don’t want to come inside?” she asked, taking a step closer until there was practically no space between their bodies, and cupped the bulge in his pants .

“Oh, beautiful, nothing would make me happier, but I'm not going to be the kind of guy who pressures a woman.”

Which was exactly why she was comfortable with him coming in.

“You're not pressuring me,” she assured him. “I want this. Want you.”

With a groan he reached out, hands spanning her hips, and lifted her. “I want you almost more than I can breathe,” he whispered, lips against her ear, then trailing a line of kisses down the column of her neck.

“Mmm,” she moaned, tilting her head to the side to give him better access. Those soft kisses were little touches of aphrodisiacs, and if she hadn't already been burning for him that definitely would have set her desire alight.

“Keys,” Donovan demanded, and she fumbled in her bag and handed them over.

Once they were inside, his mouth claimed hers in a searing kiss that felt almost like a brand. It was the craziest thing, after getting her heart broken, she would have sworn that she could never hand it out again. Yet Donovan made it so easy to do.

He was a genuinely likeable guy and already he had her hooked.

All that was left was for him to reel her in and she’d be a goner.

Without directions, he located her bedroom on the left side of the big open-plan living space, and when he set her on her feet a mewed protest tumbled from her lips making him chuckle.

“Got to get these clothes off you, green eyes,” he told her, nuzzling at her neck as his hands found the hem of her sweater and pulled back only long enough to remove it and toss it aside. Then his lips were back, touching kisses to her pebbled nipples before removing her bra and kissing his way down her stomach until he was kneeling in front of her.

Her pants seemed to almost remove themselves, and when his dark head moved so it was buried in the apex of her thighs, she almost came on the spot.

Never had she seen anything sexier.

“So sweet,” he murmured, making her protest again when he suddenly stood and stripped off his own clothes.

Then he had her in his arms again, carrying her to the bed, laying her out, then stretching out his body above her. His thick length nestled between her legs, and she quickly spread them, anxious to feel him inside her.

Even though he’d barely touched her, it had been so long, and her body was already rushing toward the inevitable conclusion.

“So sweet,” he said again as he kissed her long and slow, then moved so he could slide on the condom he’d grabbed from his pocket.

His fingers touched her, tracing lazily around her entrance before sweeping up to circle her bud. Each touch wound her higher and higher until she knew she was balancing on the ledge, ready to tumble into indescribable pleasure.

“Donovan, inside me, please. I want you to come with me.”

The smile he gave her was tender as he shifted and then thrust inside her in a single move. It had been so long that there was a moment of pain as she was stretched, but Donovan’s slow, steady thrusts quickly erased it, and then she was back on that ledge.

“You ready, beautiful?” he asked as his gaze locked on hers.

“Feel like I've been waiting forever for this moment,” she answered.

“Me too, green eyes. Me too.”

With that, his mouth crashed down against hers, and one of his hands reached between them and tweaked her bundle of nerves, setting off the most explosive orgasm Jessica had ever experienced in her life.

It consumed every single inch of her body, mind, and soul, and with it, Donovan Davidson took the first step inside her closely guarded heart.