Music of the Heart (39 page)

“Are you cold?”

“No, I just want you.”

A pained noise came from the back of Jake’s throat. He kissed my inner thighs before nudging my

legs further apart. Staring up at me, he held my gaze as his tongue flicked out to lick across my folds. I

sucked in a breath and let my head fall back against the shower wall as his warm tongue worked over

me. He lapped and suckled at my clit to where I was rocking my hips against him. He took one of my

feet and pulled it up to rest on his shoulder giving him better access. The moment he thrust his tongue

inside me I came apart and cried out his name.

Once I came back to myself, I figured he would stand up, but instead, he remained on his knees. He

pulled away momentarily to tease my opening with one finger before pushing it inside. He added two

and then three to swirl and move within me. With his free hand, his fingers skimmed over my stomach

before coming to cup one of my breasts.

I was on sensory overload as my nipple peaked under his attention. His hand then snaked over to

the other breast to bring it to a hardened nub as well. All the while he kept plunging his fingers in and

out of me while his thumb made my clit feel like it was going to explode.

Gripping the strands of his hair, I cried out his name over and over again as I came. If it were

possible, I think I had experienced an even stronger orgasm that time. When I gazed down at Jake with

hooded eyes, he frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Baby, you’re so tight. I’m worried about hurting you.”

“I’ll be fine,” I panted.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, dammit, now take me to bed and make love to me!” I demanded.

Jake chuckled. “Boy, you get bossy when you come, don’t you?”

“Please?”

“Well, I never actually took a shower.” When I started to protest, he grabbed the body wash.

Pushing my hands together, he squirted some into my palms. “Wash me, Angel.”

Bringing my palms to his chest, I worked my hands over his pecs, down along his heavily tattooed

arms, and then to his rock hard abs. As my hands skimmed above his waist, his stomach tensed while

his erection bucked up against my hand. Eying it, I couldn’t help but start to feel some of the anxiety

Jake had earlier. I pressed myself flush against Jake to reach around to wash his back before I let my

hands dip down to grip his butt cheeks.

With our bodies so close, Jake began to slide his erection against my folds. I gasped and rocked

back against him. Just as I began to get carried away again, he stopped. In a ragged breath he said,

“We need to get to the bed.”

“Okay,” I replied.

When we stepped out of the shower, Jake didn’t even bother with a towel. He swept me off my

feet and then proceeded to carry me to the bed. Gently, he deposited me on the side of the mattress.

Drawing my knees up, I wrapped my arms around my legs while I watched as Jake opened the top

nightstand drawer. He pulled out a condom and a bottle of something I didn’t recognize. At what I

guess was my questioning expression, he replied, “It’s lube. It’ll make this first time easier for you.”

“I see.” I tilted my head up at him. “So you have a whole drawer of sex goodies in there?”

“It’s not what you’re thinking, Angel,” Jake replied as he ripped open the foil wrapper.

“And just what am I thinking?”

“That I use this loft as my swinging bachelor pad where I bring all my conquests and bang them.”

I hated myself for being that easy to read. “Are you sure, or are you just giving me a line so I won’t

bail on you?”

He grinned. “I keep this out here because it’s the one place that’s off limits for Mama and her

cleaning lady. I would prefer to keep this aspect of my life private.”

“Yes, it would break the poor cleaning lady’s heart to find out you were such a naughty boy.”

With a shudder, Jake replied, “Not to mention my mama.”

My laughter died on my lips as Jake began putting on the condom. Even though I wanted to look

away, I couldn’t help being fascinated by the sight of him sliding it down his extreme length. When he

finished, his eyes met mine, and he nudged my shoulder gently with his own. I then scooted on my butt

to the center of the mattress. On his knees, Jake crawled along the bed until he was looming over me.

He kissed me tenderly before plunging his tongue into my mouth. Although I hadn’t kissed a lot of

guys or men, I knew good when I experienced it, and Jake was very, very good. As he ravaged my

mouth, I felt moisture growing between my legs again. Jake’s hands managed to be everywhere all at

once. They were kneading my breasts, caressing my buttocks, or slipping between my legs to stroke

me. I shivered in spite of the beads of sweat breaking out along my skin from the heat building within

me.

As Jake settled himself between my thighs, I couldn’t help but tense up. This was it—the big

moment, and I couldn’t help being nervous. I had to draw in a few deep breaths to calm me down and

keep from going into full on panic mode.

When his erection nudged at my entrance, I pinched my eyes shut, bracing myself for the pain.

“Don’t close your eyes,” he whispered, his breath fanning against my cheek. My eyelids fluttered

open to take in Jake’s intense stare. “I love you, Angel.”

“I love you, too.”

As he pushed inside me, tears stung my eyes both from the physical pain and the emotional

enormity of the moment. “I’m so sorry, baby,” Jake murmured as he kissed away the tears that had

escaped in salty streaks down my face.

“It’s okay. I want this…I want you,” I replied as I tried inhaling a few deep breaths. Once Jake felt

like I was accustomed to him, he withdrew and thrust back into me. This time it was both painful and

pleasurable. “Mmm.”

“Better?”

“Yes.”

He then began to move within me. After a few minutes, the pain evaporated, and I began to feel

like raising my hips to meet his thrusts. That caused Jake to moan with pleasure. As we moved in

perfect sync together, Jake brought his lips to mine and began to kiss me passionately. His tongue

plunged into my mouth and mimicked his movements inside me. A hot flush ran over me from the top

of my head down to my toes, and I couldn’t help tearing my mouth away from his to pant and moan

with pleasure.

Although it felt so very, very good, I knew I wasn’t going to come like I had before. When I felt

Jake’s body tensing, I wrapped my arms around his back, drawing him closer to me. “Oh Abby!” he

cried as he shuddered with his release. I rubbed circles over his back as he continued to tremble

within me.

When Jake pulled his head away from my shoulder, I smiled up at him. “That was so amazing,

baby. I love you so much for giving it to me.”

“I love you too, but…” His brows furrowed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“You didn’t come.”

My cheeks warmed at his comment. “No, but I think that’s kinda normal for girls the first time.”

When Jake didn’t respond, I took his face in my hands. “I did twice before though.”

“Yeah, but…”

I smiled. “Baby, you just gave me the best experience of my entire life.”

He scowled. “You have nothing to gauge it by. I coulda been lousy as hell, and you’d think it was

rainbows and unicorns.”

“Are you trying to ruin my making love for the first time just because your ego is bruised because I

didn’t come?” I snapped.

His expression softened. “No, that’s not it.”

“Well, that’s what it sounded like to me.” I snatched my hands away from his face. “I’ve been

waiting and wondering my entire adult life what sex would be like, and for me, you blew away all my

expectations. So what if I didn’t come when you were inside me? It was my first freakin’ time, and

for the first part, it hurt like hell!”

When I started to climb off the mattress, Jake wrapped me in his arms. “I’m sorry, Angel.”

“Yeah, well, you should be. Asshole!”

He chuckled. “Trust me, I am.” With his fingers, he tipped my chin up to look at him. “You were

right. I was being a complete and total dick because I thought I had totally fucked up your first time

because you didn’t come.” He tenderly kissed my cheek. “It’s hard for me getting used to the all the

emotions with sex. It’s overwhelming being your first.”

“So what you’re trying to say is you were under a lot of pressure?”

“Yeah, but it was worth it. It was fucking amazing.” He grinned. “
You
were fucking amazing.”

“Really?” I asked, my voice rising an octave.

Jake propped himself up on one elbow to stare at me. “You know what made it for me? It was the

look in your eyes as you were experiencing every range of emotion from the physical pain to the

emotional connection. Your eyes are so expressive, and I felt like I was really,
really
inside you.”

My heartbeat raced at his thoughtful words, and for a moment, I could only reply, “Oh wow.” I

cocked my head at him. “So does that mean you like making love better than fucking?”

Jake chuckled as his finger came to trace my lips. “Such a dirty mouth you have, Angel.”

“You’re avoiding the question.”

“I plan on continuing to make love to you as well as introducing you to fucking.”

I grinned. “I look forward to that.”

“Now come here and let me spoon you again.”

I happily snuggled up to him. After all, who would argue with that?

***

Sunlight streamed across my face, warming my cheek. Yawning, I started to stretch when I realized

I was imprisoned by two muscular, tattooed arms. When I tried squirming away, Jake tightened his

hold on me. “Where do you think you’re going, Angel?” he murmured drowsily.

“Nowhere,” I replied. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I grinned. “I’m not used to waking up

naked with a guy.”

Jake’s closed eyes popped open. “Hmm, that’s right. Since I’ve got you naked and in my arms, I

think I should make the most of the moment. Don’t you?”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Showing you just how much I love you,” he replied as he pushed me onto my back. He then began

nibbling a moist trail over my shoulder, up my neck, and then finally after what felt like an eternity,

his lips met mine.

Realizing I hadn’t brushed my teeth, I jerked back and covered my mouth. “Oh God, do I have

morning breath?”

Jake rolled his eyes. “Angel, me and my morning wood couldn’t give a shit about whether or not