pulled it over his head, dropping it onto the carpet.
She knew Jake was built, but seeing it up close was something else entirely. Jake’s torso was cut, every muscle defined and an entity all of its own. Ally lowered her lips to his chest, pressing her warm mouth against it.
Jake unbuttoned his jeans, but the denim was so damp he had trouble pulling them down. The effort knocked him off kilter, and he took Ally down to the floor with him as he tumbled.
“Are you okay?”
Ally burst into laughter. “Smooth.”
“Hey, you try getting out of wet jeans. It’s not as easy as it looks.”
Ally sent him a heated look. “Well, we’ll just see about that, won’t we?”
Ally pushed Jake down on the floor, moving down to his feet so she could tug on the jeans. The task was harder than Ally envisioned, and when she finally managed to tug them free, they rose up and struck her in the face with a wet smack.
Jake barked out a laugh. “Now who’s smooth?”
Ally rolled his wet socks off and threw them at his face. Only his boxers remained, and Ally was leaving them where they were for now. Ally moved her hands to the buttons on her blouse, and Jake’s eyes dropped as she did.
Ally stripped the shirt off, revealing her white bra. Her skirt followed, and when Jake caught sight of her tiny white thong he almost lost it right there. “Come here,” he rasped.
Ally climbed over him, dropping her body against his, spreading her thighs on either side of his waist. Their mouths found each other again, and without the clothes as a barrier, the heat ratcheted up a notch in the room.
Ally moved her mouth to Jake’s neck, sucking his earlobe and causing him to groan. His hard length jumped within his boxers, and Ally could feel it as she ground herself against him.
“Let’s go into the bedroom,” she suggested.
Jake moved into a sitting position, keeping his arms around Ally and her pelvis pressed tight to his excited core. He rolled to his side, refusing to let Ally fall out of his arms. He managed to get his footing, and he staggered down the hallway, his mouth fused with hers.
He kicked open the bedroom door, carrying her to the bed. He knelt on the mattress, Ally’s body still wrapped around his, and he gently laid her down. He pulled back so he could look at her, taking in the damp hair still clinging to her forehead, and sighed. “You really are beautiful.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” Ally teased, reaching for him.
He batted her hand away. “Just let me look at you for a second.”
Ally bit her bottom lip. “I had other ideas.”
“Shh.”
“Come on,” she whined. “I want to touch you.”
“Shh.”
“Now you’re just torturing me.”
“Angel, I’ve only begun to torture you,” Jake said, leaning down again. “And when I tell you to be quiet, for the love of all that’s holy, please be quiet.” He kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth.
Ally felt his hands as they ran down her sides and slipped underneath her. Within seconds, her bra sprang free and he pulled it from her body. The sound that escaped his body when he caught sight of her firm, round mounds, the pale brown nipples at attention, was one of wanton desire.
He lowered his mouth, sucking in a nipple and rolling his tongue over it. Ally gasped at the tactile sensation, trying to absorb everything, even as her body was overloaded with tingling tremors.
Jake shifted to her other breast, laving it with the same attention. Ally tangled her fingers in his hair, arching back to encourage him. Jake moved lower, his mouth leaving a trail of warm kisses down her flat abdomen. He licked the length of her lower stomach, finally slipping his fingers under the white bands of her panties and shimmying them down her thighs.
Now she was completely bare, welcoming, and utterly open to him. He pushed her thighs apart, rubbing their inner softness and exhaling deeply onto her mound. “Oh,” Ally sighed. “Oh.”
Jake
She knew Jake was built, but seeing it up close was something else entirely. Jake’s torso was cut, every muscle defined and an entity all of its own. Ally lowered her lips to his chest, pressing her warm mouth against it.
Jake unbuttoned his jeans, but the denim was so damp he had trouble pulling them down. The effort knocked him off kilter, and he took Ally down to the floor with him as he tumbled.
“Are you okay?”
Ally burst into laughter. “Smooth.”
“Hey, you try getting out of wet jeans. It’s not as easy as it looks.”
Ally sent him a heated look. “Well, we’ll just see about that, won’t we?”
Ally pushed Jake down on the floor, moving down to his feet so she could tug on the jeans. The task was harder than Ally envisioned, and when she finally managed to tug them free, they rose up and struck her in the face with a wet smack.
Jake barked out a laugh. “Now who’s smooth?”
Ally rolled his wet socks off and threw them at his face. Only his boxers remained, and Ally was leaving them where they were for now. Ally moved her hands to the buttons on her blouse, and Jake’s eyes dropped as she did.
Ally stripped the shirt off, revealing her white bra. Her skirt followed, and when Jake caught sight of her tiny white thong he almost lost it right there. “Come here,” he rasped.
Ally climbed over him, dropping her body against his, spreading her thighs on either side of his waist. Their mouths found each other again, and without the clothes as a barrier, the heat ratcheted up a notch in the room.
Ally moved her mouth to Jake’s neck, sucking his earlobe and causing him to groan. His hard length jumped within his boxers, and Ally could feel it as she ground herself against him.
“Let’s go into the bedroom,” she suggested.
Jake moved into a sitting position, keeping his arms around Ally and her pelvis pressed tight to his excited core. He rolled to his side, refusing to let Ally fall out of his arms. He managed to get his footing, and he staggered down the hallway, his mouth fused with hers.
He kicked open the bedroom door, carrying her to the bed. He knelt on the mattress, Ally’s body still wrapped around his, and he gently laid her down. He pulled back so he could look at her, taking in the damp hair still clinging to her forehead, and sighed. “You really are beautiful.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” Ally teased, reaching for him.
He batted her hand away. “Just let me look at you for a second.”
Ally bit her bottom lip. “I had other ideas.”
“Shh.”
“Come on,” she whined. “I want to touch you.”
“Shh.”
“Now you’re just torturing me.”
“Angel, I’ve only begun to torture you,” Jake said, leaning down again. “And when I tell you to be quiet, for the love of all that’s holy, please be quiet.” He kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth.
Ally felt his hands as they ran down her sides and slipped underneath her. Within seconds, her bra sprang free and he pulled it from her body. The sound that escaped his body when he caught sight of her firm, round mounds, the pale brown nipples at attention, was one of wanton desire.
He lowered his mouth, sucking in a nipple and rolling his tongue over it. Ally gasped at the tactile sensation, trying to absorb everything, even as her body was overloaded with tingling tremors.
Jake shifted to her other breast, laving it with the same attention. Ally tangled her fingers in his hair, arching back to encourage him. Jake moved lower, his mouth leaving a trail of warm kisses down her flat abdomen. He licked the length of her lower stomach, finally slipping his fingers under the white bands of her panties and shimmying them down her thighs.
Now she was completely bare, welcoming, and utterly open to him. He pushed her thighs apart, rubbing their inner softness and exhaling deeply onto her mound. “Oh,” Ally sighed. “Oh.”
Jake
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