Burning Barriers (Barriers Series Book 3) (17 page)

Her hands frantically begin unbuckling my belt as my lips play games along her neck. My own hands eagerly attempt to remove any and all clothing that might be preventing me from seeing her perfect breasts and rounded ass naked in front of me. My dick is rock hard and throbbing with anticipation of what it will feel like to be buried deep within her after all these years.

Her fingers unhook the button on my jeans before the zipper is hastily lowered. I know I wanted this to be slow and sensual, but fuck it at this point. She’s got the candles and the music, and after what just happened on the back patio, slow and steady got pushed to another date and time.

I slide my hands up her sides, pulling her thin sweater over her head. Lucy pulls her arms out quickly and does the same to my own shirt. With my height, I need to assist a little more with the removal. Her average height can only reach up so far. As I pull my head through the shirt, I feel her tugging at my jeans until the material settles at my ankles.

Standing before her nearly naked, I see her eyes move from my torso to my hardened length that’s visible through my boxer briefs. An immodest smile forms at my lips because I know nothing is the same size as the last time we were together. Lucy’s fingers run along the outlines of my ab muscles all the way down to my happy trail that peeks slightly above my boxer’s waistband.

I push my feet out of my shoes and kick them off to the side as my feet shimmy out of my jeans. I bend down, kneeling in front of Lucy as my fingers slowly unzip her knee-high brown leather boots before pulling them off one at a time. Her hands rest on my shoulders, giving her support as I feel her body trembling at my touch. I can tell her knees are growing weaker by the minute as I continue to slowly torture her with my hands.

My fingers glide up and over the front of her jeans, slowly pushing the button through the hole. I pinch the zipper between my fingers and open the front of her jeans. Her pink and black satin thong reveals itself as I pull down her skinny jeans a little more. I push my finger underneath the band and pull it toward me, her wobbly legs nearly on top of me as I move my lips closer to her skin. I run my tongue over my lips as the heat from my breath on her pelvis causes goose bumps to form along her stomach.

Lucy softly clears her throat as I hear a hint of a moan, and I move my tongue out to trace a line from above her belly button all the way down to her panty line. As I continue to trace lines over her stomach, I make slow, but quick work of pushing down her jeans until the fabric pools around her feet, and her nearly naked body towers over me.

I laugh under my breath when my eyes stay focused on her knee-high socks. I quickly earn a soft slap to my shoulder because she knows why I’m laughing. Always matching. Black and pink striped socks stare back at me along with her matching thong. So help me, if her bra was matching as well, I would not know how to contain myself knowing how Lucy’s obsessive need to match gets me every time.

As I pull each leg from the fabric along with her socks, my arm reaches around to wrap around her ass before standing to lift her off the floor. Her arms are now firm around my neck, holding on as I lower her onto my bed. Her body is spread out below me. My eyes roam her sexy-as-fuck body from her breasts that are rising and falling with each heavy breath to her long legs.

I glance down to see her toes creep closer to my legs at the foot of the bed. Her pink painted toes run up along the outside of my boxer briefs and over my bulging cock that’s about to explode with her simple touch.

I slowly grab her ankle with a little force, stopping her from making my dick throb any more. Lucy raises her back off the bed, and with her ankles still within my grasp, I watch as she moves her hands behind her back to unclasp her satin bra. As the straps drop to the sides, she moves one arm around the front holding her bra cups in place as she pulls each arm slowly out of each strap. With one hand, she removes the fabric from her breasts and drops the bra to the side of the bed.

Holy shit.

I need to be inside her again. The sight before me is nothing like I remember, and I can’t for the life of me think of why the hell I ever thought letting her go was a good decision.
Never again.

I run one hand up her leg until it reaches the bottom of her thong. I can feel the heat and dampness from between her legs. The remnants of her orgasm are still evident as I slide my index finger under the band and over her center. I pull against the fabric as she arches her back and raises her hips even further, allowing me easy access at pulling down her thong. I watch her face as I slide it all the way down her legs until I pull her free leg through the hole. My grip still holds her other ankle, but she tries to pull away. She’s anxious and wants this as much as I do.

When I don’t give in to what she wants, I see her slowly raise her arms from her side and brush the tops of her breasts with her hands. My dick is at its absolute hardness when she moans and bites her lips before threading her fucking fingers through her hair and gripping her hands above her head.

I shake my head at her devilish ways. She’s good and always has been one to know when she craves something bad. In my moment of weakness, my grip on her ankle loosens enough that she frees her foot and kicks off her thong to the other side of the room. A seductive giggle escapes her throat as her toes start to creep back down to try to lower my briefs.

I make it easier for her as my hands push the fabric from my ass down to my feet. It’s always a challenge when your dick is rock hard, and you’re trying to keep your attention on a beautiful blonde lying on the bed naked in front of you. Her breasts heave, and her breathing increases as I kneel on the bed and crawl over her body.

I plank my body above hers, and my blood fuels with desire as she pushes her core up into my dick. Instinctively, I know what she likes, or what she liked. I slowly rub the tip of my cock over her wet folds, and because this is Lucy and not some bar tramp I’ve slept with over the years, I know exactly what will drive her wild.

My tongue pushes out to wet my lips as I lower one of my hands to her breast. As my lips move in for the kill and my fingers play games with her nipple, Lucy clears her throat.

“Jake… I know we both want this… but… you’re the first guy since…” Her voice and her eyes trail off into another place altogether.

Since the attack. Since Stone. Fucking A.

“Luce, look at me. Let me see those eyes of yours.” I graze my fingers over her cheek before my lips gently place a soft kiss onto her nose. “Don’t think about the past. Feel this?” I pull her hand from over her head to rest over my heart. “Feel that beating in there? That’s yours, Luce. It beats for you and nobody else. I promise that tonight will erase whatever happened in the past, and you’ll only remember tonight as the start of something new.”

I slowly reach over to grab a condom from my nightstand drawer. Lucy’s hand stretches over to wrap around my wrist just as my own hand is about to open the drawer. The look in her eyes is bold, and with a slight shake of her head, I know what she’s trying to say. “Luce, are you sure?” I hover over her body, staring into her eyes to see if there is any wavering in her mind. “I don’t want you to think I’ve been with other girls like this, ‘cuz I’ve never… Luce, have you? Shit, I’m sorry I shouldn’t ask that. You trust me, right?”

Something unknown flashes across her face, and I don’t know what to make of it. I don’t have a chance to ask her if she’s all right because she reaches down between my legs and grabs my cock, slowly coating it with her wetness before positioning it at her entrance. Her legs wrap around my waist, and with her heels, she pushes her core onto my cock. Her warmth surrounds me as my dick feels her throbbing all around.

I lower myself until our naked chests touch. Lucy’s nails slowly run their way along my spine. Her head angles so her lips linger just over my earlobe, and her warm lips place soft kisses along my cheek. “Jake.” Her lips tease my sensitive skin around my ear. “You’re the only one I’ve ever been with like this.”

I look down into her eyes and then unite my lips with hers. I slowly begin to slide my length in and out of her, but before I continue any more, I pull away from her lips. I rest my head upon her forehead before shutting my eyes and letting out a deep breath. I say the only thing that is in my heart at the moment, and once it crosses my lips, there is no taking it back.

“Luce, I love you more than my own life. Stay with me, please. Choose me this time.”

A tear falls down the side of her face before she kisses me gently, and we continue to reconnect in ways I can’t describe. She holds my heart in her hands. I need her in my life, and I can’t bear to think of her ever leaving again.

The sun shines through the windows, casting shadows over Lucy’s face as her crazy ass hair is splayed everywhere. After the night we spent together, I’m surprised her hair isn’t a complete rat’s nest. She will always be the most stunning woman I’ll ever lay eyes upon first thing in the morning. I gently push away a strand of hair from her eyes, and her face contorts before she rolls over and nuzzles against my bare chest. Her one arm rests slightly over my stomach as I feel her face bury deeper into my shoulder.

I run my fingers over her soft naked back that’s barely exposed since she’s rolled over closer to me. My hands start moving further south until I reach the top of her panties, and I remember laughing at how ridiculous they were when she snuck them on before falling asleep last night. I earned myself a pillow thrown at my head when I saw the yellow hip-huggers with the crazy ass looking Minion from the
Despicable Me
movie on the sides staring back at me. I laughed and made some comment that clearly didn’t go over well. Apparently, there was no way she was going to walk to the kitchen completely naked to grab something to eat with me. After we finished having sex, I was ordered to grab her overnight bag as I strutted unabashed throughout the house in all my glory. When I returned, she fished through it until she found these crazy panties that were just so Lucy.

I laugh as I remember scooping her up in my arms before she tried to toss on a T-shirt too and dragged her half-naked ass to my kitchen island where I reheated meatballs and we drank cheap beer until the wee hours of the morning.

As my fingers slip beneath the waistband of her panties, she begins tracing and tickling the one spot that drives me nuts on my hip. Lucy continues to torture me as I try to contain my laughter, but she knows she’ll win.

“Move those hands any lower under my panties, and I’ll up this game, Galloway.” A stern voice sounds from my shoulder. And just like that, it’s game-freakin’-on Wyatt. My hand pushes all the way down under the fabric, and my palm grabs a handful of her ass before she has the chance to find my hip with her fingers. Our laughter bounces off the walls, and I’m so at ease with everything surrounding Lucy Wyatt that I will never understand how I managed all these years without her.

It’s the middle of the day, and I’m still lying in Jake’s bed. He had to leave to take care of business at the ranch, but he said I could stay and keep Summit company if I wanted to since his mom was heading out of town on business and couldn’t take Summit with her. I think it was just an excuse to keep me in his bed when he finally came home.