Chapter 20

CHAPTER TWENTY

Nia

I know I'm dreaming.

I've had my fair share of sex dreams, and a girl can always tell. They are filled with wanting but light on satisfaction.

This one is no exception.

I can practically feel Jake's hands on me but he's not touching me where I need it most and my body is aching to explode in orgasm.

"Nia," his deep growl reverberates through me, so real, I jolt in surprise, waking from the dream.

My eyes fly open, and Jake stands over me.

His chest is bare, but he has athletic pants on. "Jake?"

"What's wrong, sweetheart? You were crying in your sleep."

I blink at him, my mouth opening and closing. "Was I?" I finally push out between panting breaths. The ache is still there, the pulsing need. I look down to see my hand is buried between my legs, nothing but a sheet covering the evidence that I was dreaming about the dirty things I want him to do to me. "Bad dream. That's all. "

We're in some sort of battle. He's the last man I should want touching me. But I've applied myself to teasing him the past few days.

And while he still seems perfectly in control. I'm dying to have his hands all over me.

And he knows…

"Bad dream or good dream?" he asks and then he reaches for the sheet, peeling it back from my body. I freeze, blood flooding my cheeks as the sheet skims over my belly and then lower, revealing my hand buried inside my panties.

He lets out a rumbling growl that makes me pulse with some deep need and my fingers flex to push deeper into my folds.

And then I arch my back because it feels so good and I am so close.

"Please, Jake," I whisper, not even sure what I'm begging him for.

"You want to cum, baby girl?" He brushes my panties to the side, his middle finger sliding into my sopping-wet pussy.

"Oh God, yes," I gasp out my body already vibrating with an impending orgasm as I brush my own fingers over my clit again.

"Who's your daddy, baby?" And then he slides out, pushing a second finger and hitting that spot that has my whole vagina contracting.

"You are," I say without hesitation, spreading my legs wider. I want my clothes off, I want his mouth on my nipple, I want…

I gasp as the first orgasm slams through me. It was so fast, I'm barely even prepared. But lucky for me, Jake's just getting warmed up. Pulling his fingers out, he yanks my panties down my legs and then lifts me up, pulling the tank over my head.

It's a tiny bit of fabric, as I'd made a show of climbing into bed in my scantiest pieces. The tank top rips as he pulls it over my head, landing in a jagged pile on the floor, as his mouth clamps down one of my nipples. I cry out at the electric tingle that pulses through me as his fingers slide back through my folds, teasing me again.

But he doesn't tease for long…

His mouth is nipping and sucking down my torso kissing a trail that sets me on fire.

When he kisses the place where my leg meets more torso I shiver with a bit of a tickle, but he only growls into my skin. "You smell so delicious."

And then he takes one of my knees, parting my legs as he settles his shoulders between them.

Taking one long lick, he sucks my clit between his teeth. I scream, another orgasm slamming into me.

Christ, the man barely needs to do anything and I explode.

He jolts up and shucks off his pants, his erection jutting out from his body. I don't feel the least bit afraid as I stare at his thick cock.

If anything, I squirm in anticipation. I want to know how it feels…

I sit up, reaching for his hip and pulling him close, my mouth opening as I let his cock sink between my lips.

He moans out his satisfaction, his head falling back.

I don't know what happens to me when we touch, but it's like I become this completely other person. Bold. Alive. I want him to touch me in every way imaginable.

I can't get enough and I sink deeper until his cock hits the back of my throat. Even then, I'm holding his hips in my hands, keeping him close.

"Sweetheart," he grates, his voice ragged.

I wait another second before I push back, my mouth leaving his cock with a little pop. It's messy and so hot. I look at him, knowing my eyes are watery and there might be a bit of drool on my lips. "I want you to take it."

His dark gaze holds mine, his jaw going granite. "Your virginity."

It's not a question. He isn't asking. He bends down, snaking an arm under my behind and then he lifts me so that my bare chest is pressed to his. And then he kisses me, long and slow, a completely different tempo and pace from what we've been doing.

I melt into that kiss.

Because as hot as everything we just did was, when he kisses me like this, it's my heart that he touches.

Crap. That isn't supposed to happen.

This is why young little virgins can't play with grown men. I'm so far over my head here. "Please," I beg, wanting so much more of him .

He kisses me again. "I know, baby girl. I know…" I've already wrapped my arms around his neck, and he lays down on the bed so that I'm on top of him.

I can feel his cock pressing into my heat and I wiggle the slightest bit, letting a bit more of him sink in.

It already burns, and my eyes widen in surprise.

Everything we've done has felt good. But I know this is going to hurt.

His hands come to my hips, but he doesn't pull me down onto him, instead he holds me still. "But tonight, I don't want there to be any pain," he whispers against my lips. "Tonight, I just want to make you feel good."

My eyes close as he kisses down my neck.

"Only good." As much as I want all of this man, it's a tempting offer. "How would we do that?"

He's kissing back down to my breasts, sucking on one first and then the other nipple. "Fuck, you're so beautiful. Do you have any idea how perfect you are?"

I shake my head, too busy enjoying how the scruff on his chin feels, the way his teeth scrape as he sucks.

It's just the right amount of pain to make the pleasure more intense and I'm arching into him.

His hands skim down my back and over my ass, one of them settling in the crack. For a moment, I stiffen, but he only runs his finger along the seam, circling my little brown hole.

My eyes widen at how good it feels, how it amps every bit of pleasure, making it more intense.

"That one is mine too," his low gravelly voice reverberates through me. "Every part of you is going to be mine."

"Yes," is all I can say as he takes my hips again and starts to lift me away from his body.

I cry out a protest but he only grins.

"I could use a bit of satisfaction too, love." He's still pushing me up and settling me next to him. "So why don't you spin around so that we can help each other. "

"Spin around?" I have no idea what he means. But his grin only turns more wicked.

"Come sit on my face," he says, his voice so rough, I give another pulse of pleasure at the sound alone.

"How is that going to help you?" But I'm already pushing up to my knees, climbing on top of him, settling my thighs around his head as I brace my hand against the wall. Curious? Yes. Excited? Absolutely. Do I trust him with my pleasure? Completely.

He gives me a long lick, swirling his tongue right where I need it most. I'm so ready to ride him that I grab one of my own nipples, giving it a pinch.

But he grabs my wrist, stopping me.

He lays his head deeper into the pillow, giving himself enough room to speak without being muffled. "I'm going to need you to face the other way."

For a moment my brow scrunches and then I realize… "Oh, you mean sixty-nine."

His brows go up and his mouth presses into a thin line, both his hands tightening on me. "How do you know that?"

"I don't live in a cave." But I'm already turning.

His hands on my hips stop me. "Have you done it before?" His voice is sharp and rough.

Is he jealous? It doesn't scare me at all. In fact, it makes me feel…powerful.

I finish my pivot, my thighs back around his face but now I can run my hands down his abdomen, which I do, before I grab his already leaking cock.

I bend low, skimming my tongue just over the tip to collect that little pearl of liquid on my tongue. "Would it matter?"

And then I swallow, because I love the way he tastes.

He slides a finger inside me, curling it at the tip to push in all the right places as I shift my hips back to bring my seam closer to his mouth. "I just assumed you'd been locked down tight and all this was new."

He sounds…hurt. And I realize I've made a few strides of my own. Go od. "It is new." I lift up so that I peek through our bodies and make eye contact. Because I think we might also need some trust if we're not keeping our hands off each other. "Jess's friends are kind of slutty and they talk…a lot."

He gives me this one-sided grin that makes me crazy. "And they've enlightened you?"

I nod and then settle my belly back down on his chest, sliding my lips around his cock again. I suck him all the way in, nearly down to his base and then slowly pull him out again. "For example, Amanda explained in great detail how you relax your throat." And then I lick him again, sucking him back into my mouth.

"I think I like this Amanda."

I stop, my turn to feel the sharp stab of jealousy of my own as I pop back off. "Then why don't you go kidnap her?"

He gives the heartiest chuckle I've ever heard as he slaps my ass playfully. "Oh sweetheart, you're all the captive I can handle."

Somehow, that makes me feel better. "And why am I all you can handle?"

"In addition to being the sexiest woman I have ever met," those words have my belly fluttering. "You're also gorgeous, sweet, innocent, and you've got my balls fucking aching. So please, baby girl, I'll beg this time, but I need you to suck my dick."

"Is that what you need, Daddy?" My words are said in a husky whisper, but I don't bend back down. Instead, I roll my hips, so that Jake licks me. My head tosses back, it feels so good.

His arms wrap around my hips, lifting me up. "You know I do."

I bend over and sink my mouth down the length of him, taking him all the way in.

He rewards me by sliding three fingers in my aching pussy while he swirls his tongue over my clit.

I slide my mouth back up his shaft, trying to keep from completely falling apart. Taking him in my mouth while he eats me out is even better than what we did earlier and my breath hitches on a little sob as I go to sink back down him .

But his hand, pulling my hair, stops me. "Are you all right, sweetheart? Anything wrong?"

"Nothing," I whisper the words against the head of his cock. "This is just so good, I…"

I don't even know how to finish that sentence, so I sink back down him as he loosens his grip on my hair.

His hand trails down my spine, over my ass.

His tongue starts working my clit again, his fingers pumping in and out of my pussy.

And then with his other hand, he takes his index finger and circles my other hole

It's like fire erupts inside me. I can't get enough. I want every ounce of this man's energy, every drop of his cum.

I sink back down on him taking all of him as he pushes his finger just inside.

I can't take it anymore, and I explode, the orgasm that rocks through me makes me blank out for the barest second as I slide off him, gasping for breath.

"Nia," he begs. "Please, baby."

Blinking my eyes, I take him back in my mouth, just in time for his cock to explode, a stream of cum filling my mouth.

I swallow him down, so satisfied in this moment.

It's not just my orgasm but his that fills me with warmth as I melt into him, collapsing onto his body.

And I can't explain it, but some shift has occurred. I believe him and his promises this time. It feels so good.

My muscles are jelly as Jake lifts me and turns me around, settling me into his side, his arms wrapping about me as my head comes to his shoulder.

"That was…" My voice drifts off, my eyes closing. I feel like I could sleep for a week. I don't even realize I've drifted off to sleep when Jake's voice wakes me.

"Sweetheart. Don't go to sleep yet."

"Why?" Is my sleepy answer. He's so comfortable and I am beyond relaxed. It seems like the perfect moment to sleep .

"Because…" His voice is filled with enough tension that I lift my head. "We need to talk."