The Only Thing by Marie Harte

Author:Marie Harte [Harte, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2018-03-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

After finally making love to her face-to-face, J.T. let her sleep for a few hours. He’d clearly tuckered the poor girl out, a fact he planned to throw in her face tomorrow. Well, after they succeeded at her parents’. He didn’t want to super stress her out.

He’d watched her sleep for a long time. God. He had it bad. And what the hell was wrong with him, taking her from behind for their first time ever?

So romantic. She was lucky he hadn’t pegged her ass and followed with an I love you. He snorted, but the thought of the l-word had him choking back panic, for real. J.T. had never been so close to a woman before. Oh, not physically. But emotionally.

He felt so in tune with Hope in so many ways. They had a lot in common. And he liked the fact that she was honest enough with herself to realize how immature it was to want to trick her mother. Yet she was doing it anyway to prove a point. Tenacious? Um, yeah.

Sexy, fun, adorable?

Yep.

She rolled toward him in her sleep, and he drew her closer to his chest, tucking her in tight.

That funny ache in his heart returned. He stroked her hair, loving the feel of her in his arms. Fuck, but he’d never had such deep feelings for a woman before. Not romantic feelings, at least. He loved his sister, his cousin, his aunt. He loved his dad’s Sophie too. Like a mom. But the need to protect, to care for, to help Hope was like a goddamn prime directive. He couldn’t ignore it, and he kind of wanted to.

Fucking—no, making love—to Hope had been better than anything he’d imagined. She fit him to perfection. His second orgasm had been even better than the first. Not as desperate, and he’d watched her come when he did, the two of them staring into each other’s eyes.

Romantic as shit.

He closed his eyes and groaned.

And that’s when he felt clever little hands cupping his dick and reminding him that he had a naked and willing woman in his arms.

“Hope,” he whispered. A glance at the clock on his bed showed two a.m. They’d both be tired tomorrow, but he could handle a fuzzy Friday. He had a bit of touching up today and some sketching appointments with clients. Nothing major.

She nuzzled his chest and kept stroking him with her hands. Her fingers moved down, soon cupping his balls, and he moaned and spread his legs wider, easing onto his back and taking her with him, now resting her on top of him.

“Hmm. Tasty,” she said with a throaty chuckle. But instead of kissing him on the mouth, she proceeded to kiss a trail down his body, ending at his cock.

“Hope.” He tugged her by the shoulder. “Turn around, baby.”

She didn’t listen and started licking him. Her lips tugged at his cockhead before slipping over his shaft, taking him in her mouth.

He groaned her name and surged deeper, not meaning to, but his body had a will of its own.

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