him, she found his attention fully on
her even while she could see him pouring the water into the teapot in her
periphery. Unsure what she should do, she bit her lip nervously, and found
herself toying with his hair near his nape. The short strands were surprisingly
soft. Sliding her hand up, she let his hair sift through her fingers until she
got to a spot she could grip.
When he continued to watch her, Holland followed
her instincts to pull his head down toward her own. The heat from his breath
had her lips parting, and then he took over. His mouth angled across hers and
it was like an explosion going off. She grabbed onto his hair and held on. She
had to, her knees going weak and a moan tearing free.
Jakob lifted her off her feet. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she bit
his lip gently. It was like whatever leash had been holding him back suddenly
snapped. She found herself being carted through the house quickly. Holland
didn’t care where he was taking her, all she wanted was to get closer to him.
Nearly impossible with their clothing still on but she held out hope he’d have
a solution for that too.
Suddenly, he came to a stop, and pried her arms
loose. Sliding down his body, she stumbled back a step and came up against the
bed. They were both panting hard, and for a moment neither moved. “ Jakob ?”
“Be sure, I won’t let you go.”
She didn’t fully understand what was happening, but
she definitely got his meaning. He was giving her the opportunity to stop what
was happening and walk away. Only she didn’t think she could. While she wasn’t
completely sure where this was leading she knew she wanted him. There, now,
naked.
Taking the initiative, she pulled off her sweater
and tossed it to the side before toeing off her ankle boots. He didn’t move
except to breathe. Holland knew she had his undivided attention when she went
to work on her jeans. Pushing them down, she kicked them aside and pulled up
her tank top.
Before it cleared her head, she felt his hands
sliding over her skin to land on her back. Dropping the top, she was pulled up
against his bare chest. He still had his jeans on, but she was more interested
in what he was doing with his hands. He moved them up her back to unhook her
bra and draw it down her arms.
She let it fall off. Only clad in her panties, she
felt her nerves kick up under his scrutiny. Holland had always been happy with
who she was. She’d never prescribed to the Hollywood myth on body sizes. But
standing before Jakob , who likely didn’t have any
extra fat on him, made her wonder what he was doing with her. Besides the
obvious.
“Beautiful,” he murmured.
Her cheeks got warm at the compliment, and warmed
further under the heat from his gaze. She squirmed a little, and earned a
squeeze before his mouth pressed to her shoulder. His lips brushed up her
throat to her jaw where he nipped at her with sharp teeth. Shivering, she
wrapped her hands around his upper arms the best she could and held on.
As he continued to nuzzle, lick and nibble on her
throat, Holland let her head fall back. She likely should have put up some
protest. At the very least demanded he take off his jeans. But she couldn’t
quite work up the energy to say anything. Not with him shorting out her brain
like he was. A low moan ripped free from her throat and had him letting out a
growl that sent a pulse to her clit. Tightening her hold on his arms, she
fought to lift her head for a kiss.
In the next moment, she was on the bed with his
weight pressing her down. Jakob’s mouth moved lower
to brush lightly to her breasts. Arching up in silent demand, she nearly
whimpered when he blew a hot breath over her nipples. Again struggling to form
words, they completely abandoned her when he finally took an aching tip into
his mouth to suck.
Gasping at the heat surrounding the sensitive bud,
she clutched at his shoulders to hold him closer. The things he was doing with
his tongue had her rocking her hips,
her even while she could see him pouring the water into the teapot in her
periphery. Unsure what she should do, she bit her lip nervously, and found
herself toying with his hair near his nape. The short strands were surprisingly
soft. Sliding her hand up, she let his hair sift through her fingers until she
got to a spot she could grip.
When he continued to watch her, Holland followed
her instincts to pull his head down toward her own. The heat from his breath
had her lips parting, and then he took over. His mouth angled across hers and
it was like an explosion going off. She grabbed onto his hair and held on. She
had to, her knees going weak and a moan tearing free.
Jakob lifted her off her feet. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she bit
his lip gently. It was like whatever leash had been holding him back suddenly
snapped. She found herself being carted through the house quickly. Holland
didn’t care where he was taking her, all she wanted was to get closer to him.
Nearly impossible with their clothing still on but she held out hope he’d have
a solution for that too.
Suddenly, he came to a stop, and pried her arms
loose. Sliding down his body, she stumbled back a step and came up against the
bed. They were both panting hard, and for a moment neither moved. “ Jakob ?”
“Be sure, I won’t let you go.”
She didn’t fully understand what was happening, but
she definitely got his meaning. He was giving her the opportunity to stop what
was happening and walk away. Only she didn’t think she could. While she wasn’t
completely sure where this was leading she knew she wanted him. There, now,
naked.
Taking the initiative, she pulled off her sweater
and tossed it to the side before toeing off her ankle boots. He didn’t move
except to breathe. Holland knew she had his undivided attention when she went
to work on her jeans. Pushing them down, she kicked them aside and pulled up
her tank top.
Before it cleared her head, she felt his hands
sliding over her skin to land on her back. Dropping the top, she was pulled up
against his bare chest. He still had his jeans on, but she was more interested
in what he was doing with his hands. He moved them up her back to unhook her
bra and draw it down her arms.
She let it fall off. Only clad in her panties, she
felt her nerves kick up under his scrutiny. Holland had always been happy with
who she was. She’d never prescribed to the Hollywood myth on body sizes. But
standing before Jakob , who likely didn’t have any
extra fat on him, made her wonder what he was doing with her. Besides the
obvious.
“Beautiful,” he murmured.
Her cheeks got warm at the compliment, and warmed
further under the heat from his gaze. She squirmed a little, and earned a
squeeze before his mouth pressed to her shoulder. His lips brushed up her
throat to her jaw where he nipped at her with sharp teeth. Shivering, she
wrapped her hands around his upper arms the best she could and held on.
As he continued to nuzzle, lick and nibble on her
throat, Holland let her head fall back. She likely should have put up some
protest. At the very least demanded he take off his jeans. But she couldn’t
quite work up the energy to say anything. Not with him shorting out her brain
like he was. A low moan ripped free from her throat and had him letting out a
growl that sent a pulse to her clit. Tightening her hold on his arms, she
fought to lift her head for a kiss.
In the next moment, she was on the bed with his
weight pressing her down. Jakob’s mouth moved lower
to brush lightly to her breasts. Arching up in silent demand, she nearly
whimpered when he blew a hot breath over her nipples. Again struggling to form
words, they completely abandoned her when he finally took an aching tip into
his mouth to suck.
Gasping at the heat surrounding the sensitive bud,
she clutched at his shoulders to hold him closer. The things he was doing with
his tongue had her rocking her hips,
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