by M. Malone
JJ bit her lip. “Fuck. I know who’s about to be inside me. Your name starts with a J right?”
He chuckled even as he smacked her ass. "Naughty thing. So you know, after we make love, I'm going to use my fingers, I'll slide them inside you and over your skin. I'll find your G-spot and touch it just right. Just enough to make you come again. I know you'll be sensitive, but it's going to feel so good."
He sped up his movements, his hips rolling into hers. She rose to meet him, arching her back, begging him to rub her where she needed. His lips skimmed over her skin, across her collarbone to her breast. His words alone were driving her nuts. But coupled with his lips, his hands intertwined with hers, she was ready to explode.
"I want to make love to every inch of you. Especially these. But tonight, when I'm done stroking you with my fingers, I'm going to taste you. I'll put my mouth on you and lick you until you melt." When his lips reached the top swell of her breasts, he moaned. "Jesus, you are so pretty. So full, so soft."
His lips brushed her nipple ever so slightly. The motion sent a spear of need directly to her core. Next he used just his teeth, raking gently. He was careful to keep his full weight off of her. His teeth felt so good and she wondered if it was possible to die from anticipation. When he laved her distended nipple with his tongue and then wrapped his lips around her, JJ held on for her life. With tug after deep tug, he sucked on her.
It didn't take much, she was so tightly wound. But it was the secondary pleasure when he teased her other nipple with his thumb that sent her over the edge. She came hard and fast, her whole body shaking. "Jonas. Oh my God."
He pulled back with a satisfied grin. "That's one." His clothes went quickly and he took far less care with them than he'd taken with hers, except when he snagged a condom out of his wallet. The only other time he slowed was when he worked her panties down her legs.
He hooked his thumbs into the elastic and ripped. JJ gasped, when he licked his lips as she placed her sex directly in front of him. Jonas kissed down her thighs and her calves to her feet before tossing what was left of the flimsy garment over his head.
He ripped open the condom and slid it on before settling between her thighs. "Look at me, JJ."
As if she could look anywhere else. Even though she felt like a limp noodle, she still wanted more.
One hand teasing the hair at his nape, the other tracing his pecs, she canted her hips up. "Jonas, more."
His voice might have been teasing, but she could see the tension in him as his arms shook. He was having a hard time with control.
Would talking to him drive him as crazy as it drove her? He lined his erection up with her opening and she whispered, "I want to know what this feels like bare. Just you and me, nothing between us. Do you think you'll like that?"
He stared down at her, lips slightly parted. "What?"
"It would be a first. I want to know what it feels like to have you come inside me."
He rocked into her in one deep stroke, her name on his tongue. He cursed low and deep, a long drawn out "Fuuuuck."
Jonas slid in and retreated, adjusting their position so she sat on his lap. Oh yes, he hit so deep like this. Their motions were a frenzy of skin, lips and hands. There wasn't a part of him he didn't touch her with. Body and soul.
Her second orgasm was stronger than the first, but with a slow build. Once the fire took hold, there was no stopping it and she exploded in his arms, a scream tearing out of her chest.
Jonas was right behind her. His hips bucked as he came, and he gripped her ass tightly as his muscles corded and his teeth clenched. JJ wrapped her arms around him, holding tight. He was hers. And she was his.
He was acting like a jealous prick. Jonas knew it, but he didn’t give two shits right at the moment. He had spent half the night making sure she knew she was his. It had been part seduction, part distraction, part branding.
With everything she’d been through lately, he should let her rest. But then his brain would remind him that she used to fantasize about Rafe, and then he’d need to brand her all over again.
You’re acting like a moron. You love her. And she loves you. You can protect her. But that didn't make the gnawing annoyance and fear in his gut dissipate.
She wiggled in her sleep, and he groaned as her bare ass slid over his dick.
Why couldn't he get enough of her? More importantly why was he acting like such a crazy man? Because you’ve never loved anyone before. Not like this anyway. It was more than just her schoolgirl crush on Rafe. The whole David West situation was gnawing at him. He hated that that psychopath had ever been near her let alone put hands on her. He wanted to erase that memory from her mind as well.
All he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her and keep her safe. He wanted to fuck her too... again. And again. But he liked just holding her. Watching the play of early morning sunlight on her hair. He listened to her breathing. Sap. How in the world was her breathing sexy? Easy. Everything about her was sexy.
She rotated her hips again, and he slid his hands down the flat of her belly to the juncture of her thighs. Even sleepy, she slid them open for him, welcoming his touch. She was so responsive. When he slid his fingers through her smooth lips, they both gasped. Him at how soft she was; her at his penetration. He whispered against her nape, her soft curls tickling his nose. "Touching you is an addiction now."
"Good."
He nipped her neck as he slid another finger into her, penetrating deeper, his fingers growing slicker. She hooked her leg over his and slid her hands behind her to wind into his hair. Fuck, he loved it when she tugged a little. She was so hot. So ready.
He removed his fingers and she whimpered, but then he slid his fingers over her lips. And when she tentatively licked them, he almost came. Staring at her pink tongue, he slid his cock along her slit, fighting the urge to sink into her deep. He'd never had sex without a condom. And he wasn't starting now. But her words from yesterday rang in his skull and he just had to feel her.
When she sucked his fingers into her mouth, he cursed. "Shit, Jessica. I could explode just from watching you."
She released him and turned slightly, meeting his gaze directly. "I want you to."
His smile spread slowly and he kissed her lightly. Her taste on her lips was enough to have the base of his spine tingling. So close. So damn close.
His cock twitched against her folds. She scooted her hips back, sliding her slick pussy over the length of him. His already tenuous control snapped then, and he firmly hooked her leg over his, sliding in to the hilt. God, that was good. "Jessica..." Her name tripped reverently off his tongue. She was so tight and so warm around him that he lost another piece of himself. And as he took them both slowly over the edge of ecstasy, he knew he was never going to let anyone hurt her.
chapter 10
When he woke again, Jonas felt like roadkill.
He groaned and rolled over, pressing a hand to the forehead that was currently splitting and felt like it was partially detached from the rest of his body. Damn getting old was hell. He used to be able to engage in an all-night sexathon without waking feeling used up and dried out. Obviously, not any longer. And if the soft whimpers coming from the other side of the bed were any indication, JJ wasn’t feeling much better than he was.
“Oh god, is it morning already? I have to go to work!” JJ screeched.
He clapped his hands over his ears. “No, you don’t. It’s Saturday.”
She sighed in relief and dropped her head back down to the pillow. It occurred to Jonas that he wasn’t actually sure what day it was, but it was worth the lie if it kept her from screaming in his ear. Considering how much she worked, he figured she had to have some sick days coming, even if it was a workday.
What time was it? It took him a while to gather the energy to sit up, but once he did, he instantly regretted it.
That was it. He was buying a new head. This one was officially broken. Not that he regretted it. All he had to do was think about
how hot, open, and responsive JJ had been last night, and he was hard as a rock again. He hadn’t even thought his dick was capable of filling again after putting in five impressive performances. Jonas smiled in satisfaction. He might be tired, but he still had it, damn it.
“Did everybody hear me screaming last night?” JJ asked, almost as if she could hear his thoughts.
Her voice was small, and it instantly wiped away the prior satisfaction Jonas had been feeling. Yes, he’d wanted to brand her as his and yes, he’d wanted the whole world to know it. But in the midst of his alpha-male posturing, he’d lost sight of how it would make JJ feel to have her best friend and the guys she had to see everyday hearing her scream her head off.
Way to go asshole. You just embarrassed her when you’re supposed to be showing her why she belongs with you.
“I’m sure everyone was asleep,” he lied.
“Right. Everyone slept through me screeching like a banshee and moaning your name. God!”
JJ pressed the pillow to her face and fell back to the bed dramatically. Despite everything, Jonas found himself smiling at her antics. This was what he’d dreamed of, sharing this intimate time with her when her hair wasn’t done and they both had creases in their faces from the pillowcases. He loved that he knew what she looked like when she woke up and the husky timbre of her voice when she was fresh from dreaming. No one else got to see her like that.
“I’m not going out there. I’ll just stay here.”
Jonas chuckled. “All day?”
“Yes. All day. I can have my food shipped. Hopefully Adriana will let me work remotely from now on.”
It took a lot of cajoling and some sneakily placed kisses but Jonas was finally able to convince JJ to leave the sanctuary of the covers and venture out for breakfast. They’d both burned a lot of calories the night before. Plus, he figured they might as well get the good-natured ribbing coming from Noah and the guys over with. When JJ realized it was going to be the same teasing they were used to, she’d get over her shyness. Hell, she’d probably tell them to stop being pervs and listening. JJ was a ball buster and he loved her that way.
“I’m so hungry,” JJ moaned as they walked down the hallway after a hot shower. “I hope Oskar hasn’t eaten all the bacon.”
Before Jonas could answer, they rounded the corner into the kitchen and stopped in their tracks. Ryan stood in the kitchen pouring a cup of coffee, but everyone else was sitting around the long oak table in the dining area.
Including Rafe.
“Good morning!” Lucia called. “I saved you some pancakes and bacon.”
JJ smiled gratefully at her friend, but Jonas could already see the pink inching up her cheeks. She rarely blushed, and most of the times he’d seen her do it had been over the last few days.
Because of Rafe. She blushed for that bastard.
“Thank you. We’re both starving.” Jonas turned to Lucia, determined to ignore the other side of the room. Until he heard a round of masculine laughter and his eyes were pulled over again.
Rafe smirked.
“I bet. Yo, we get it. She’s yours and you’re the only one who can make her scream your name. But I don’t think they heard her in New Jersey.”
JJ blushed bright red and dropped the plate of food she was holding on the counter with a clatter. “I’m not hungry.”
“Rafe!” Lucia yelled.
Rafe looked slightly chagrined. “Come on blondie, I was just joking,” he yelled after JJ’s retreating form. A few seconds later, a door in the hallway closed firmly.
Jonas was across the room before he had a chance to think, and only Oskar stepping in his way stopped his momentum.
“Fuck you, man. What are you even doing here?”
“I work here, remember? And my sister lives here.” Rafe drawled lazily, as if the entire situation amused him.
That only infuriated Jonas more. The bastard acted like everything was a joke. Especially considering how long he’d been gone from his sister’s life. He thought he could flit in and out of his family’s life with no consequences? Jonas didn’t even know the whole story, but he was furious about Rafe’s actions on Lucia’s behalf. She’d mourned her brother for years.
“Your sister living here didn’t seem to influence your decisions at any other time in your life,” he pointed out.
Like a black cloud had just passed, the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees. Rafe stood slowly. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“Why don’t you come over here and tell me then,” Jonas sneered.
Rafe laughed. “I think we all remember what happened the last time we fought. Can you see me now?”
Jonas growled and tried to push past Oskar. His eyes had fully recovered from whatever Rafe had thrown at him last year, but just the memory of that shit hurt. Months of built-up frustration were about to be released all at once. They’d accepted Rafe because Noah asked them to, but there was only so much a man could take. Even if he died in the attempt, it might be worth it to wipe the smug smile off that asshole’s face temporarily.
“Okay, settle down children. The real enemy is out there.” Noah appeared from somewhere, and a huge hand landed on Jonas’s chest, keeping him immobile. He leaned closer to whisper in Jonas’s ear. “Take a break. Calm down. I’ve got this.”
Jonas clenched his teeth before turning and stalking down the hall. He trusted Noah a hell of a lot. They’d walked through fire together, literally, and there was no one else he’d rather have covering his back. But Noah had sure as hell better handle it.
Because if he didn’t, Jonas would.
It was a wonder JJ didn’t trip and fall as she ran blindly down the hallway. She was so angry she could barely see straight but also awash with a raging flush of embarrassment.
She burst through the door to her room, kicking it shut behind her.
“Ugh! I just…” Not sure what to do with the rage, she turned in circles before finally running and diving onto the bed. Her scream was muffled by the pillow.
It still wasn’t enough so she rolled and wrapped the bed linens around her. She couldn’t see anything or hear anything right now because if it was any of those guys’ stupid faces, she was seriously going to punch someone.
There was a quiet knock and then a minute later, another one. JJ figured if she ignored the world long enough, everyone would go away.
She heard the door open and then shut quietly. JJ sighed softly, her warm breath pooling beneath the comforter, thick and stifling. It was tempting to stay under the covers all day but knowing Jonas, he’d snatch the covers off anyway. He liked to face things head on.
Normally that was something she liked also. It was a bit of rub to discover that she could hide her head in the sand with the best of them. But after everything that had happened, her sensitive underbelly was exposed, and she was getting a little tired of taking hits.
“You might as well stop hiding. It’s just me.”
Surprised at the sound of Lucia’s voice, JJ whipped the covers back. Lucia was holding a plate of pancakes and a mug.
“If that’s coffee, I’ll promise you my firstborn.”
Her friend’s easy laughter comforted her and drawn to the warmth, JJ finally sat up. She accepted the plate and then moved until her back hit the headboard. The first mouthful of steaming hot pancake drizzled with butter made her moan.
“Okay, I forgive you.”
Lucia’s gray eyes rounded. “Forgive me? For what?”
“For having such an asshole for a brother,” JJ grumbled.
“Well, that part isn’t my fault. Nonna always said he was exactly like my dad. So I guess he’s to blame.”
At the thought of Lucia’s deceased parents, JJ instantly felt ashamed. “Sorry. I guess Rafe isn’t the only one who doesn’t think before speaking.”
“It’s fine. He was completely out of line. I yelled at him, but I can go yell some more if it makes you feel better.”
A
fter a few more mouthfuls of pancake and several bracing sips of coffee, JJ finally felt human.
“I appreciate you coming to check on me and bringing food.”
“Of course.” Lucia winked. “What are best friends for? I wasn’t going to let you suffer back here alone. I wouldn’t have stuck around to take shit from the guys either.”
“Jonas had me half convinced that no one heard us. That everyone was asleep.”
“Um… nobody got any sleep last night, I’m sure.” Lucia covered her mouth but JJ could still see her shoulders shaking. “That man of yours sure likes to put on a show.”
JJ rolled her eyes. “He’s just marking his territory. It couldn’t be any more blatant if he’d raised his leg and peed on me.”
Lucia was laughing so hard tears pooled in her eyes. “Now that’s a visual. The two of you are perfect for each other.”
JJ squeezed her eyes closed. “It’s just so embarrassing.”
Lucia immediately stopped laughing and moved closer. “Oh honey, no. I know the guys were teasing, but it’s all in good fun. You know that, right?”
“I was talking about the whole thing with… Rafe.”
JJ kept her eyes closed. It was way too weird to be talking about her former crush on Lucia’s brother. But her eyes popped open at Lucia’s soft chuckle.
“Seriously, JJ? You thought I didn’t know? I’m your best friend, and you think I couldn’t tell how you felt?”
In hindsight, it was a little ridiculous to think that she’d been so stealthy with her secret. JJ should have known that Lucia would pick up on her crush. After all, no one knew her better. Not even her own mother, who had tried hard to relate to JJ but could never quite understand her brash, aggressive daughter. Her mom was very reserved and soft spoken. Her father had been too busy working to spend much time with her. JJ had spent her teenage years sure her parents would have been much happier with a more docile, sweet type of daughter.
