Stolen Hearts (Thoroughbred Men Book 2) (13 page)

            
 
“Do you mind if I get comfy a bit? It’s been a long day,” she said shyly, unbuttoning her top two buttons of her blouse and kicking off a high heel. She watched as his eyes stayed glued to her hands unbuttoning the button and he swallowed hard.
Okay,
she thought
he is playing it cool and giving me space.
She knew right where things stood with him and he had not changed, he was playing it safe to keep her from running. Which translated to ‘you mean a lot to me, I don't want to screw this up’ in her book.

              Millie didn't want to play the tease, she was just unsure of where they both stood and felt better about it knowing his reaction. She had been afraid that it had been a game and maybe he didn't feel the same way about her, as she felt about him. She felt the sexual tension coming off of him and thought maybe she had better leave, giving them both a bit of time and space, but at least they were back on good terms and could progress from there. I mean, heck, he asked her to move in with him. It doesn't get much better than that!

              Millie set down her cup on the end table and stood, slipping her shoes back on. “It’s a bit late, I think I am going to head out,” she said apologetically. “Will you call me tomorrow or maybe can we see each other?” she asked. It seemed that neither one was ready to cross the line or make the first move between them. Maybe things were still too tremulous.

              Jacob stood and grabbed her hand. “Please don't go yet,” he asked and pulled her to him. “Please don’t. I’m not ready to say goodbye, even if it’s just for tonight. I have been starved for you,” he said swooping in to kiss her. He didn't want to ruin things, but he missed her taste and scent so much. He could not help himself.

              Millie melted against him. This was what she needed and had been waiting for! She breathed in his scent and wrapped her arms around his neck. She was going nowhere fast. She felt at home in his arms.

              Jacob slid his hands down the back of her shirt, cupping her bottom aggressively through the sexy pencil skirt she had worn today to work. It fit her like a glove and wanted to peel it right off. He untucked her shirt, slipping it from the waistband and unzipped the skirt along the back. Her soft skin along the small of her back was so smooth and begged to be touched. He slid his hands inside of the back of her skirt and to his excitement, found her wearing a small lacy thong. He groaned in excitement and cupped her bare backside, sliding the skirt off her hips and letting it fall to the floor.

              Millie loved the feel of his hot hands on her bare bottom. She almost laughed when he groaned aloud finding her in a thong. “No panty lines,” she whispered in explanation against his lips as he began kissing her again. It felt so good to be in Jacob’s arms and she had missed the smell of his cologne. His lips were so hard and soft at the same time.

              Millie unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders, feeling the smooth skin of his shoulders and catching her breath when she ran her finger over his chest, finding the light dusting of hair over his heart.  She felt his skin leap as she continued her exploration of his body, fascinated with the way his body reacted to her touch.

              Millie broke the kiss and began to trail soft kisses down his neck, tasting the salt of his skin and breathing deeply his scent that lingered under the cologne. His hands were everywhere and pulling at her clothes but she would have none of it yet.

              She wanted to touch and play with him. She ran her tongue along his collarbone and dropped a soft kiss on his chest. She then teased his belly button with her mouth and brazenly unbuttoned his pants, tugged them downwards, freeing him. She started at the hard, turgid shaft in front of her thinking of the delights he had made her feel before and felt heat pool in her abdomen. She slid her hands up his rough thighs towards the apex and felt him jump as he caught his breath. She laid a soft kiss on the side of the hot member and licked it from the base to the head delicately, unsure of herself.

              Jacob was in heaven from the feelings she was causing in his body. The pleasure was almost more than he could bear. When she licked him, Millie almost unmanned him. He grabbed her by the arms and crashed his mouth against hers again, yanking at the stubborn shirt that had not moved previously, as he had wanted. He felt the fabric give and gladly would replace the blouse tomorrow if needed.

              He was thrumming with desire and wanted to taste every bit of her luscious body. Jacob picked her up and placed her lovingly on the couch, admiring the view of her body. Soft pink cheeks, full breasts cupped in the luckiest fabric, he thought, and the most amazing set of legs spread in front of him on the couch.

              He nipped gently at the material of her bra, teasing her nipple as he stroked her sweet stomach, feeling her catch her breath. He slipped each globe out of the cup and let her bra stay, shoving them upwards towards him. Jacob feasted on each breast, drawing small moans from Millie. Oh yes, she liked having her nipples touched. He would be willing to touch them anytime she wanted, he thought.

                            He touched and stroked her stomach and legs, coaxing them to part as he slipped off the small scrap of lace from pelvis revealing a soft, wet bud that beckoned him. Jacob lovingly kissed her stomach and softly dipped his tongue along the cleft of her heat, amazed at the taste of her body. He stroked and licked as he listed to her mewls of pleasure, amazed at how wet she was.

              Millie’s body was drenched with desire and was ready for him. He tasted and drank of her, silently begging her release with his tongue, stroking her pearl passionately eliciting several gasps. He harshly grasped her thighs, shoving one upwards and resting her foot on top of the back of the couch as he attacked, determined to make her scream with pleasure and make this a night neither of them would forget!

              Millie could not believe what he was doing to her most sensitive spots of her body, nor could she believe the sensations it was causing. Every caress of his mouth was torture, every lick of his tongue was turbulent. She didn't even realize someone could feel like that without dying of heart failure because her heart certainly felt like it was pounding away in her chest! She wanted to tell him to stop because the sensations were so intense but she didn't dare, afraid he would stop and she wanted more! She felt him grab her leg, almost painfully, and thrust it up in the air to get better access to her moist heat and almost came when he let out a growl and started licking again. She was incoherent with desire as he began to reverently lick at her, eliciting a scream as a wave of pleasure crested over her. She grabbed his thick hair to hold his teasing lips still so she could breathe and come down from the wave of pleasure that was making her shake.

              Jacob felt primal. If he could have beat on his chest, he would have. He had to have her after tasting her sweetness, there was no way he was ever going to let her go again. Millie was the woman for him. He picked her limp body up, and perched her lightly over the edge of the couch, spreading her sweetness as he let himself sink home in her heat. He heard her gasp, hesitating afraid he had hurt her again like when he had taken her virginity not twenty feet away so long ago. “Baby, did I hurt you?” he asked, not sure if he would be able to stop, as he felt her hot softness gently pulling at his cock.

              He was relieved when she shook her head no, and slid himself deep again. Jacob held himself taut, afraid he would lose himself too soon. She was gasping with each thrust and he loved the sensation of feeling her bottom bounce against him. Her wetness glided him home and beckoned for more. He could feel his control slipping as she began moaning with each thrust and he could see her hands curling excitedly. He watched as she arched her back and he wanted to touch her, to slow things down and make love to her properly. He wanted the world from her, and her heart.

              Jacob pulled at Millie’s shoulders, encouraging her to lean upwards. Still deep in her, he wrapped his arms around her, stroking her stomach and breasts. He slowly moved as he cupped and pinched both full, hot breasts. He thought his heart would explode as she turned and looked at him over her shoulder. He met her lips and tasted her sweetness mix with the musky taste of her.

              “You’re mine” he whispered hotly as he captured her lips again, teasing each nipple with his hands and sliding himself repeatedly home against her body. He felt her shaking and could feel himself coming close to peaking. He slipped a shaking hand down her body, and teasing her cleft as he thrust frantically, losing control, each kiss a gasp against each other’s lips as he felt her clench down on his shaft. He wanted desperately to come deep inside her soft wet tightness but they were not prepared whatsoever and a baby was the last thing that their tremulous relationship needed.

              They needed time together, maybe someday he thought. He caught Millie’s scream of pleasure with his mouth and slid himself out of her before he came. He rubbed himself against her backside and almost shoved himself back home when he heard her groan of disappointment.
Condoms
, he thought. M
y God, I have to buy condoms as soon as humanly possible
as he came with a groan against the soft slope of her backside. He watched the creamy jet of heat hit her skin, wishing it was deep inside so he could spill himself in her wetness.

              Millie felt like gelatin in his arms. She could feel her insides still quivering in pleasure and felt such a sense of relief from the pulsating desire in her loins. He could play her body like a fine instrument, his fingers plucking and his tongue strumming perfectly. The sensations he made her feel were almost as strong as the emotions she felt towards him. She wanted to tell the world she loved him and how much she missed him.               Millie wanted to call Danielle and brag about how he made her feel, and she started giggling as she thought of Danielle’s shocked face if she revealed what they had just done. Not much shocked Danielle, but she had a feeling that, “Stodgy old Millie” bragging about getting laid would do it.

              Jacob was catching his breath as he held her against him. He heard Millie’s giggle and was taken aback a bit. “First rule of this house, we do not giggle after making love, darling. Unless you care to share what’s so funny?” he said, attempting to tease her but was honestly curious. He knew she had come against him, but wasn't sure what was so funny.

              Millie’s laughter peeled throughout the house as she threw back her head and placed her hands over his, which still rested on her body as if to hug him. She smiled at him over her shoulder and gave him a devilish look. “Not much, just thought about bragging to Danielle about how good that was and thought about how shocked she would be…” she said laughing again.

              Jacob smiled widely at her. She was truly amazing to him. She gave herself willingly, she brought such joy to his life and he was overwhelmed by the feelings in him. Her taste was still on his lips and the way she looked at him made him feel invincible. “I love you, Millie,” he said before he could think about it and kissed her on her smiling face.

              Jacob realized what he said and felt like a relief was off his chest. He hoped she would return the sentiment but if she wasn't ready, that was okay with him. He needed to tell her as much as he needed to breathe.

              Millie heard the words she had been longing to hear since she saw him open the front door, she just had no idea how much she had desired it. She felt her heart overflow with happiness and returned the kiss. Moments passed as they just held each other, their lips softly touching repeatedly.

              Millie laced her fingers with his as she leaned back against his hard chest, feeling his arms tighten around her. She felt him kiss the side of her neck lovingly and realized she wanted this moment to never end. “I love you too,” she whispered softly, her head cocked to the side allowing him better access to her delicate throat.

              Millie felt Jacob tense for a moment and then hug her again tightly. The silence was almost deafening. She wanted to say more, but was scared to. Millie didn't want to be the one to show all her cards at once, as the saying goes. They still had a lot to work through and hurdles to cross, but she was hopeful that if this was meant to be they could work things out.

              Jacob pulled away, and turned her towards him. He wrapped his arms around her again, and made a small face when he found the stickiness on her back. “Join me in a shower,” he asked suggestively. “I will wash your back for you. Your front too, if you like?” he teased. He saw her look away shyly, his heart bursting with emotion. He placed his finger under her chin and turned her eyes back to him.

              “Baby, I love you so much, and I have missed you so much. Don't turn away and don't be embarrassed with me,” he said gently. He kissed her again and pulled her to her feet so they could wash the remains of their lovemaking away.

              Millie followed him back to the bedroom willingly, still blushing watching his taut buttocks walk in front of her. She marveled again how such a stunning, good-natured man could love so deeply and be so gentle with her. She thought of all the flowers and sweet words he had said to her and thought of the way his laugh and smile made her feel. Millie felt like one lucky woman to have him in her life, even if his hot little backside made her cheeks hot.

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