Uncharted (Unexpected Book 3) by Claudia Burgoa Page B

ear. Taking micro steps, he pushes me all the way to the edge of the bed and stops. “Unless you think you’ll regret it.”
    Maeve’s three questions come to me. The answers are simple: I do like him, he is nice, and I won’t regret it. I trust him.
    “I think I’m falling for you too, Jace.” His breath-catching sound speeds the beat of my heart. Those blue eyes I’ve learned to read illuminate as they dance for me. “I wouldn’t regret you.”
    Jacob pulls up the hem of his shirt, peels it off, and tosses it on the floor. He follows the same steps with mine. A smirk appears on his face as his eyes stare at my naked torso, clad only in my bra. He lowers his head and his lips touch my shoulder, spreading small kisses along my collarbone, my neck, all the way to the other shoulder.
    I help unbuckle his jeans, as he unfastens my capri pants. My clumsy hands fight against the zipper and when I win, I slide them down. I’ve seen him in only his boxers, but right now, it’s different.
    “That’s an intense look, Twinkle.” He stares at me, placing one hand behind my back, the other encircling my waist, and lowers me down to the bed. “Let’s hope those Internet videos taught me something.”
    “What?” Shock forces my mouth open. He doesn’t acknowledge my question; instead, he slides down my pants, leaving me wearing only my white cotton underwear. “Porn?”
    “Hey, a man has to research some if he wants to please his girl.” He’s dead serious about it, and instead of finding it annoying that he watched porn, I find it endearing. Must be those soft puppy eyes. “I took notes, but this will be done with finesse. You and I will never do it porn-style, unless you ask for it later. Of course, I’ll have to learn new moves—in the name of research.”
    A full-blown belly laugh escapes me. He joins in. Even if he doesn’t deliver the best, this is a memorable moment. Sharing a great laugh and trying something different. I love the way Jace can relax me so easily. How does he know what I need so completely?
    Jacob’s laughter subdues. He climbs on the bed and gives me a glance that emits a soft, loving wave. Maybe this is the difference between what he watched and what we’re about to do. Propping his elbow on the bed, he uses his free hand to unclasp my bra. Those eyes stare in admiration and hunger. Tonight, I’m not the fat girl; I’m precious. Hypnotized by his burning stare, I don’t notice when he moves, but the warmth of his body becomes an intense heat as his skin touches mine. His mouth takes possession of mine. It’s a kiss unlike any other we’ve shared. This one has that soul-sucking I’m giving myself to you style that I’ve heard rumors about but never thought I’d experience. Take me, but give yourself to me. We’re becoming one.
    “Are you sure, Twink?” His soft voice murmurs close to my ear. I shiver as his breath hits the sensitive area. I whimper at the loss of his mouth, but nod once as my lips take what’s theirs—his mouth.
    His long fingers splay on top of my chest, his hands glide up and down. My shaky hands decide to copy the movements, imitating most of what he does to me—until one of his hands reaches the elastic of my panties. I’m not bold enough to do that yet. Maybe later, or tomorrow. But soon. I want him to feel as special as I do when he touches me, when he kisses me. The way he cares for me just as he strokes my arm, my breast, or pushes his finger inside me.
    A throaty whimper escapes the moment one of his fingers slides inside me. Another one joins as he leaves my lips.
    “Trust me, Twinkle, I got you.” I remain quiet as his mouth, his tongue, and his hands touch every corner of my body. “We have all night.”
    It’s a journey he takes with leisure. My body trembles as his tongue flicks my nipples, his hands cup my butt, and his mouth sucks my neck, my belly, and my breasts. He places kisses on my arms, behind my knees. I arch the moment his