the cobweb she saw inside.
Millie did not look up from her perusal . “I really never needed a home,” she admitted easily. “I don't have children or a husband. I don't have any pets. It’s just me. My apartment suits my needs for right now. Maybe someday I will need a bigger place or have children-you know: the American dream?” she said jokingly but there was an element of wistfulness to her tone too. Jacob didn't comment. Her last statement said a lot to him.
He pulled her to him, Millie looked up at him in surprise. “You deserve all of that and more,” he said softly and kissed her tenderly in the middle of the wretched kitchen. Millie wanted more. More from Jacob physically and emotionally, she could see that now as they kissed. She wanted more but didn't want to scare him off either. Losing herself or her career in a new role in life.
So many changes in her since she had gotten to know him. Eyeing him from a distance, wishing and wanting to meet him was completely different from having a relationship with him. He was so special to her. She loved his smile, loved his eyes, loved his hands and how she felt when she was with him. When they spent lunch together on the picnic blanket, she could have cheerfully stayed there forever with him.
13
Millie felt surprised when Jacob picked her up and set her on the dusty yellow countertop. Dust motes danced in the beam of sunlight coming through the beveled glass panes of the back door. Jacob stepped between Millie’s legs and gently nuzzled her throat softly. Her breath hitched as he captured her lips once again.
Jacob softly wrapped his arms around her and pulling her towards the edge of the counter against him. Millie crossed her legs around him, locking them at the ankles. One white heel fell to the floor, as if to announce the moment they started to devour each other and things clicked into place between them.
Millie slipped Jacob’s shirt from the waistband of his jeans and ran her hands along his stomach feeling his heat and contours of his torso. She reached down boldly and unzipped his pants, freeing him.
Jacob broke the kiss and said her name questioningly, as if to beg for more and make sure this is what she wanted from him. Millie wanted all of Jacob and knew that now. The way he was looking at her with so much desire in his eyes was her undoing.
Millie began to unbutton the fitted bodice of her dress with a smile as Jacob watched in delight. She was formal in public, but with him? She was a seductress and he loved it. Millie unclasped the front closure of her bra, cupping her breasts in her hands and didn't move, a sudden shyness coming over her.
Jacob took over, pulling her hands away and placing them behind her, forcing her to lean back a bit. He freed each globe and delicately kissed each tip as she watched him. She felt scandalous and outrageous!
She was so excited and felt so dirty at the same time, making love in the empty house. Jacob explored every inch of her bosom, kissing and licking. He returned to capture her mouth while his hands explored. His hands searched under her dress, grasping under her slip and pleasantly found Millie did not have much on underneath.
A small, scrap of fabric was all that separated her wetness from his searching fingers. He pushed it aside and smiled wickedly when she gasped in pleasure. Jacob stroked her with one hand, while the other gently tugged at her exposed nipple.
Millie could feel the pleasure building in her and wanted to feel him inside of her when she came. Millie was trembling when she broke the kiss,
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