Page 23 of Read Me, Baby

“Me?” I choke out.

“Yes, you. I told you I’d give you anything you ask for. I also told you I’d help you find your voice. So tonight? We’re going to do just that.” He leans against me, grinding his hips into mine. His cheek brushes mine and his breath is hot on my ear. “Ask me, Nina.”

“Kiss me, J–.”

He takes my mouth before I finish the sentence and I wrap my arms around his neck. He bends, scooping me under my ass and I wrap my legs around his waist. We kiss, tongues battling and lips clinging. I’ve never felt passion like this, and I revel in the ‘I need you now’ moment.

He walks with me down the hall to his bedroom, nuzzling my neck and whispering to me as we walk. He’s encouraging and safe. He feels like home.

He places me on the bed, stepping out of my hold and kicks off his shoes. I slide my sandals off and crawl back onto the bed.

“Ask me.”

“I don’t know what to ask for,” I whisper hesitantly.

His chest expands before he lets out a breath. “What do you feel?”

“I feel...” my sentence lingers while I try to find the words. “I feel like electricity is running through my veins.”

“That's a good way to put it.” He nods, stepping closer as he smiles. “So what do you want me to do about it?”

I have a thousand words bumping around in my head, but I have no idea how to string them together. “I want you to fix it.” I mumble out, feeling embarrassed the moment it leaves my lips.

“And how do I fix it?”

“Jay!”

“Nina,” he replies with the same exasperation.

“Just...” I wave my hands around. “Just touch me! I need you to touch me!”

“With fucking pleasure.” He growls, pulling his shirt over his head. He’s quick to cover my body with his, lying me down on the bed and sliding his hands under my shirt, his fingertips grazing my skin. He takes my mouth again covering it with a kiss to end all kisses. I could die right here, right now, with his lips on mine and his fingers on my skin.

“There are so many things I want to say to you to reassure you of how I feel. That this isn’t a passing thing. It’s not a one off date. And it absolutely is not my norm to bring someone home.” My heart beats faster with each of his declarations. “But I don’t want to scare you with all of that just yet.”

I bite my bottom lip, feeling more giddy than ever before, trying to keep my smile from spreading.

“So you’re saying I’m special?” I tease, shifting my hips and feeling just how excited he is at having me in his bed.

“I’m saying I see many nights like this.” He kisses me once more, stealing my breath from me. I gently push him back and sit up, holding his stare. I reach for the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head. His eyes hold mine, and I know he’s fighting looking down. I see his lips twitch and I smile.

He quickly sheds his clothes and I admire his toned stomach and arms. I trace the tattoo with my fingers, lightly.

He lays me back down and leans on his arm beside me, running his hand over my shoulders and down my front between my breasts, teasing the lace that covers me as we continue to kiss. I’ve never had someone take their time before and this sensual feeling is too much.

He pulls at the straps then slides to my back, releasing the clasp and peeling it from my body. His eyes take me in and I don't feel shy, I feel empowered. He’s looking at me like I’m the only one he’s ever seen.

He lays his palm flat on my chest, running it up to my neck, carefully circling it and biting at my lip before dragging his hand back down to my belly. His large hand spans my stomach, as his eyes follow the trail of his fingers on my skin.

Every sweep of his fingers makes my breath catch. He takes his pointer finger and slides it just under the band of my panties. Every move he makes is done with care and precision, like he’s memorizing me and also not trying to scare me away.

The intimacy in everything he does takes my breath away. He circles my nipple with his finger before looking at me then leaning down and taking me in his mouth. His palm slides down to my ass, hooking my leg over his and I rock into him, his thick cock between my legs.

I gasp and he chuckles. “Don’t worry, I’m going to take my time.”

My eyes widen and he adds, “I forgot, you haven't been spoken to.” An evil gimmer takes over. “Let me get you on track.”

He rocks into me, making slow movements, then speeding up and slowing down again. Wave after wave washes through my stomach at the intense need. I pull at my panties, sliding them down my legs and he smiles. “Need me that bad huh?”