Chapter 513

• Every stroke makes the burning ache inside me notch up until I’m almost melting from within for him. I reach down, grabbing his hand, not satisfied with his self-control, pulling him into me, almost groaning at the look in his eyes as we come nose to nose. He may not be initiating anything, but he isn’t stopping me from doing it. He’s just as weak as I am, and no matter how much willpower he’s trying to dredge up, it’s failing him.
• Jake has many levels of lust. I’ve seen them all, from flirty starts to complete lust-driven sex, and right now, this look crowns them all. His pupils almost take over the green of his eyes, his face set in complete longing, and his mouth ready to kiss. I maneuver his hand under my dress to my waiting lace underwear and let go of him as it touches the flimsy fabric. I bite my lip and use his wrist to turn his hand to cup me fully and groan as the mere touch ignites sensations that can consume me. We both groan at the contact as his hand flexes slightly, and he fully connects to me. Neither of us looks away, eyes intensely locked.
• “Emma. Don’t,” he whispers so softly it almost makes me break. I shake my head and lean up, brushing my lips across his, and he bends down further to accommodate me, kissing me softly and enjoying me. He’s savoring me while his hand stays between my thighs, gently cupping my heat, making me throb with the mere touch. His thumb travels slowly to the front of me, hitting the exact spot I need him to be at, and he gently moves slightly. A sign of his weakening resolve.