Page 59 of A Dark Fall
I can’t breathe.Us. If we’re an “us,” then we’re not a “thing.”
“I never thought I stood a fucking chance with you. I mean, what are you fucking thinking, Doctor?” He’s half-grinning, half-frowning now.
Just as I’m about to disagree with this, a loud vibrating noise comes from the nightstand. His mobile. He ignores it for a few seconds, seemingly miles away as he gazes down at me. Then he places a very gentle kiss on my mouth and moves off the bed.
“I’ll be back in one minute,” he says. “I want you naked.”
He grabs his phone from the table and goes into the bathroom, closing the door behind him all the way. As I quickly undress, I try my best not to listen. I can’t hear any words anyway, but his tone sounds urgent and angry, and it makes it difficult not to focus on it. Then he stops speaking entirely. It’s another moment before the bathroom door opens and he comes toward me. As always, this full sight of him stuns me. So powerful and strong. Dangerous.
“Sorry,” he says. He has a look of intent on his face now, and I know we won’t be doing much more talking. I watch almost open-mouthed at the sight of him putting on the condom, enthralled by the way he grips himself and strokes himself to full hardness again before rolling it over the length. He stares at me as he does it, eyes hot and dark with lust.
“I need to be inside you now, Alex,” he says as he climbs up onto the bed, settling himself between my thighs. There’s no warning before he shifts down my body and spreads my legs open for his mouth. “Fuck. Still so wet for me, baby ...” He sighs before teasing along the seam with his tongue. The groan that drips from his throat makes my toes curl, then he starts to work at me, lazy but hungry movements of his lips and tongue, until I’m a gasping, writhing mess. How easily I come apart for him.
“Jake, please, I need you now,” I whine.
He obeys instantly, moving up my body with easy grace. He raises one of my legs and hooks it around him before sliding all the way into me. I’m always shocked by the size of him—by the way he makes my body feel so deliciously stretched out.
“I always want to fuck you so hard, but I never want to hurt you,” he groans as he begins to move. It’s slow but deep. I want it harder.
“You won’t hurt me,” I whisper, reaching my mouth up to his. “Harder, Jake, please. I need it harder.” I dig my nails into the hard-muscled skin of his back and hook my other leg around him as I urge him into me.
Again, he complies immediately, his thrusts turning rougher and sharper until I can’t breathe and it borders on painful. I’ve never been able to come like this, yet I feel it rise quickly inside me. The push of his body into mine, the sound of his groans and breath on each thrust, the pure lust in his eyes whenever he looks into mine.
“This what you needed, baby?” he asks, voice low and rough.
I can only nod, unable to find any words. When he angles his body differently, I almost scream at the jolt through my entire body. I cling to him as my orgasm rushes at me, great waves of white, rolling heat.
“That’s it, Alex, that’s it.” He slides his hand between our bodies, fingering me as he continues circling his hips. It’s mind-bending. I never want it to end.
I scream his name as I come around him. A few seconds later, I hear him gasp and curse before his body tenses and he shudders his release inside me.As he comes, he brings his lips to mine, licking into my mouth as he fucks into my body, all the while telling me in hot whispers how good I feel.
“So fucking perfect, Alex ... so perfect.”
After, he moves his body so we’re side by side, his head turned into the crook of my neck. His breaths are quick and hot against my cooling skin, and the scent of him drifts up into my nose. I let out a soft laugh and turn to him. Jake’s mouth lifts into a lazy smile.
“That was ...”
“I know. Fuck,” he sighs.
We lie like that for a moment before the sound of his mobile going off again cuts through the lazy afternoon air. He doesn’t move to get it, just lies there, nose pressed against my neck, until it stops. He reaches up and growls softly as he skims his lips over mine, biting me lightly on the chin. I smile with my eyes closed.
When his phone starts to ring again, he curses, sits up, and grabs the phone off the nightstand. I watch as he storms into the bathroom. He’s not all the way in before he answers though.
“What the fuck now?” he growls down the phone.
I almost recoil as he closes the door behind him.Something—and I don’t know what—compels me to get out of bed and cross to the bathroom door. As I press my ear against it, I hear his voice low and fierce.
“When?” Jake’s voice tenses. “Well, I’m not about, okay? Deal with it, will you? I don’t know—tell him you haven’t seen me.” Silence. “No, because it’s got fuck all to do with him, has it?” Longer silence. “Listen, for once, can you do this without making a fucking mess, yeah?” Silence again. I hear him curse once, and then there’s only more silence. It makes me take a few steps back from the door.
His eyes are dark and angry as the door’s pulled open, and it’s frightening how quickly his expression changes. From hard and cold to soft and warm in an instant. He doesn’t seem to be trying to figure out what I may have overheard, thank god. He just drags his gaze over my nakedness in definite appreciation.
“Sorry, I was about to knock. I wasn’t sure how long you were going to be. I need to shower and get back.”
He strides toward me and pulls me into his body, pressing his mouth to the top of my head.
“Everything okay?” I ask tentatively.
He sighs loudly. “Just work stuff. Sorted it.”