7. Jett

7

JETT

I set the mug of freshly brewed coffee on the sheet pan I’m using as a tray and stare at the measly breakfast offering I made for Rowan. She deserves more than toast, jam, and apple slices, but that’s all I have at the moment. I make a mental note to ask Fiona for some easy recipes the next time we talk.

Carefully lifting the tray, I head toward the guest room where Rowan is sleeping. We didn’t really talk about her staying here another night, it just happened. I’m not complaining one bit. Especially after seeing the studio apartment she’s been renting.

My heart broke all over again for my woman, seeing what her life had been like the last few months. The only sign of anyone living there was a sleeping bag in the corner of the room and two duffle bags of clothes. No way in hell was I going to leave her there. I'm glad we both agreed on that subject.

I pause just inside the doorway to admire the sleeping beauty in front of me. The sun peers through the sheer curtains, silhouetting Rowan’s curvy frame and making her glow like the goddess she is. My eyes trace the contour of her hip, the slight dip in her waist, and her ample breasts, just begging me to lavish them with attention.

I bite the inside of my cheek to calm myself down. My dick hasn’t been this hard in years and we’ve only just kissed. God, I know it makes me a territorial, possessive caveman, but knowing I was her first kiss… Fuck, I like the thought of being her last kiss, too, as well as every kiss in between.

Rowan stirs, snapping me out of my daze.

“Jett?” she mumbles, still half asleep.

“Yeah, beautiful. It’s me,” I say softly as I make my way toward the bed. She sits up and pats the bed, inviting me to sit next to her. “I, uh, made some breakfast. It’s not much. I can do better.” I end my rambling by presenting her breakfast on the sheet pan.

Rowan blinks a few times, her brows furrowing as she looks between me and the food. I watch in horror as her eyes fill with tears. I’m about to apologize and offer to go pick up breakfast somewhere, but then my sweet girl kisses my cheek.

“Thank you,” she says softly, her voice unsteady.

I press my lips to her forehead, breathing in her sugary scent. “Stick with me, angel, and this will just be the beginning. I want to give you all of the things you’ve never had before, starting with this,” I tell her as I set the tray down on her lap. It wobbles slightly and I quickly grab the mug of coffee so it doesn’t spill.

Rowan lifts one of the apple slices to her lips and takes a bite, drawing my attention to her mouth. I’m already addicted to her kisses.

“You’re being such a creeper right now,” she says before popping another apple slice into her mouth.

I grin, taking a sip of coffee and then offering it to her. “I’m being attentive ,” I counter.

“Mmhm,” Rowan responds, taking a bite of the toast. She can’t hide her blush or smile, though she’s trying really hard.

My girl likes my attention. She likes having me here, pampering her. She just doesn’t trust it yet. I’ll make sure she has no reason to doubt my intentions. I don’t just want her body, I want her heart. Her fucking soul. I want all of her, forever.

Rowan finishes off her breakfast and I take the tray from her along with the empty coffee mug, setting them down on the side table next to me. Turning back to my angel, I lean against the headboard and lift an arm, inviting her to snuggle up. She beams up at me and scoots over, pressing her soft, curvy body against my much harder one.

“Thank you for breakfast,” she says again. “I’ve never had anyone do anything like this for me. I still can’t believe…”

“Believe what?”

“I still can’t believe you want me.” Her eyes grow wide and she looks away from me. “I meant to say, um, that I can’t believe you want to take care of me. Not, like… not like want me, want me.”

I lean back slightly and tip her chin up with my forefinger. “I thought I made it clear yesterday how much I want you, want you,” I rasp as I graze my lips across her cheek and down her neck.

I breathe her in, scraping my teeth along her delicate skin before licking the sting away. Fuck me, her pulse is racing, her breaths growing choppy and uneven the more I tease and nip at her sensitive flesh.

“Need me to remind you?” I murmur, rubbing my nose against hers.

“Yes.”

Her whispered word unlocks the savage inside me. I take her lips in mine, parting them with my tongue as I drink her down. Rowan melts into me, releasing control as I roll on top of her. Holding myself up with a hand on either side of her head, I lean down and rest my forehead on hers.

“Do you trust me, beautiful?” I ask. She nods, but I want more. “Tell me. I need to hear you say it.”

“I trust you, Jett. I trust you with everything. All of me. I’m yours.”

My dick throbs painfully in my jeans, but it’s my heart that has me gasping for air. I didn’t think it was possible, but I somehow love her more. Like she opened up parts of my soul I didn’t know were there, just so she could fill them and make me complete in a way I never knew existed.

I kiss Rowan's forehead again, her button nose, her rosy cheeks, and finally, her sexy little mouth. I drink from her lips, sipping at first with teasing kisses and then diving in, drowning in her and giving her everything right back.

Rowan spreads her legs to accommodate my large frame, allowing me to settle my hips between her thighs and rub my erection against her center. Jesus, she’s not wearing any underwear. I groan when I feel her warm juices seep into my jeans, teasing my cock with a hint of her sweet heat.

“Oh,” Rowan gasps softly. “ Ohhhh my God…”

I kiss down her neck and smile into her shoulder as she grinds her cunt against me. “Ready for more, beautiful?”

“Yes, please,” she sighs.

I grin and lick a stripe up her neck before nipping her earlobe. “Spread your legs wider, angel. Let me get a closer look at what’s mine.”

Rowan whimpers, the sound so sweet and filthy in my ears. Her legs fall open, allowing me to scoot down the bed until I’m staring at her drenched pussy. Christ, she’s breathtaking.

I massage her inner thighs, rubbing soft circles with my thumbs, up, up, up, closer to her center, loving the way she’s already trembling for me. I spread her pussy lips with my thumbs, revealing her hard little clit, just begging for attention.

“Um, Jett?” Rowan asks tentatively. It takes every single ounce of strength to tear my eyes away from her naked form, but I never want her to be uncomfortable, especially when we’re together like this.

“Yeah?” It comes out more like a growl instead of a question from a concerned lover, but fuck, this girl has me busting apart at the seams - in more ways than one.

“It looks like you’re going to…”

I didn’t think her face could get any redder, but she’s nearly scarlet.

"Say it," I grunt, sniffing her pussy while keeping my eyes on hers. I can't help it. I'm desperate for a hit, desperate to finally taste her sweet honey. I'm nearly feral at the thought of being covered in her cream, but I'll wait until she gives me permission, even if it kills me.

“It looks like you’re going to… put your mouth on me down, um, down there ,” she whispers.

I nuzzle into her mound, burying my nose in her soft curls and growling into her core. Her thighs tremble and I fucking smell her arousal as it builds and spills out of her.

“That’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to make you come on my tongue, and you’re going to love it. You’re going to beg me for it. And I’ll give it to you every damn time, angel.”

“Oh. Okay then,” she breathes out.

I chuckle at her response. I’m going to have so much fun teaching her how much pleasure she can handle. Jesus, I can’t wait to make her my filthy fucking angel.

I place a kiss over her mound, part her lips with my thumbs once again, and take my first taste. I flatten my tongue and slowly lick up her slit, taking time to cover every inch I can before swirling the tip of my tongue over her clit.

Rowan jerks and cries out, clawing at the sheets while I suck on her little bundle of nerves. I’m relentless in my pursuit of her orgasm, calling it forth and bringing it right to the surface before backing off.

“What? Why did you stop?” she pants. Rowan fists my hair and tries to shove me back down, which makes me grin.

“Feel good?” I smirk, licking her cream off of my lips.

“You know it does,” she says exasperatedly.

I lean up and kiss her briefly, letting her taste herself on my tongue. She moans and slides her hand down my back digging her nails into my skin. I growl and deepen our kiss, slipping my hand in between us to circle her clit with my fingers while I fuck her mouth with my tongue.

Rowan gasps and moans into my mouth as I build her back up, but I don’t let her come up for air. Each time she pulls away from me, I follow her, locking my lips on hers and drawing her into another kiss.

I rub a gentle circle over her entrance, groaning when I feel her little hole pulse for me. Slowly, I push the tip of my finger inside, both of us gasping at how fucking tight she is.

“Jesus,” I mutter, working my way inside of her with gentle thrusts of my finger while keeping her clit stimulated with my thumb.

“Jett, Jett, oh god, I’ve never…”

Her innocence snaps the last thread of control I had. I thrust my finger inside of her in quick, brutal bursts and press my thumb down on her bundle of nerves. She whimpers as I fingerfuck her hard and fast.

“I know, angel. Take it all. That’s it. So beautiful for me.”

I curl my finger up and tap that secret spot. Her breath catches in her throat and her back bows off the mattress. I kiss her neck and then sink my teeth into her flesh right as she falls apart for me.

Rowan yelps and grunts out her orgasm, her guttural sounds making me ache with need for her. I drop down between her legs once again, lapping up her release as it pours out of her. She twists, trying to get away from me as her pleasure overwhelms her, but I grip her hips and keep devouring her, just like I promised I would.

Incredibly, her legs snap around my head and begin shaking uncontrollably. I know she's about to come again and fuck, it might just send me over the edge, too.

I double my efforts, licking and sucking her folds even as she continues to thrash and cry out from her first orgasm. I grind my hips against the bed seeking some sort of relief for my dick. Her whimpers turn to cries, which give way to an earth-shattering scream.

My angel thrusts her pussy into my face as she squirts all over me. I suck her juices down and growl into her convulsing cunt as I hump the damn mattress for some relief. It feels like we’ve been here in this moment of ecstasy for so damn long, and yet it’s over too soon. I know I’ll never get enough of her.

Rowan drops back down onto the bed as a sleepy smile spreads across her flushed face. I give her pussy one last kiss before settling in next to her and draping my woman over my chest. I know we need to clean up eventually, but right now, we need this. She snuggles into my chest as I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head.

I have to stop by the clubhouse at some point today, but I don’t want to leave Rowan. I don’t want to leave this bed. When her soft snores reach my ears, I smile and settle in for a little nap. The rest of the world can wait for now.