Chapter 102

HAYLEY’S P.O.V

My skin buzzed with excitement as we walked into our hotel room.

I still couldn’t believe that he had done this. It was one thing to plan a vacation and it was another to plan it without me knowing and get me to the airport all while I had no idea what was going on.

The hotel room was beautiful. It had its own living room and the room was so large that I took a double take. Jake stood behind me, one hand on my hip as I took in the room. I could almost feel his smile against my hair.

“You’re quiet, I’m going to assume that you’re impressed,” he drawled, his voice dripping with amusement.

“This is amazing,” I breathed turning to him. “How long are we here?”

“The plan is one week, but we can stay longer if you want.”

I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t help but lean on my toes and kiss him. “Thank you.”

I kissed him again and this time, he pulled me close, one hand tangling in my hair to kiss me deeper. I felt the kiss all the way to my toes as my head emptied of all thought. He was like a drug that I just couldn’t get enough of.

I broke the kiss long enough to catch my breath.

I wanted to kiss him again, wanted to kiss him harder and touch him everywhere, but I needed a shower. I felt grimy and sticky.

It was almost as if Jake read my mind because he pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Do you want me to run a bath for you or a shower will work?”

“Anyone will do.”

He chuckled low, his fingers wrapping around my hair before tugging hard. “Let me rephrase my questions, sweetheart. Would you prefer if I fucked you in a bath or in a shower?”

Just like that, I was dripping for him, my core needy and hot.

The truth was, I wouldn’t have cared if he stripped me naked and fucked me out here. I needed him and I needed him fast. His lips ghosted my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

“I need an answer, love.”

“Shower,” I choked out.

He pulled back long enough to smirk. “Good choice.”

He picked me up easily, his lips finding mine as he walked us into the bathroom. I was vaguely aware of the shower being turned on but when we stepped underneath, we broke apart with a gasp.

“Fuck, it’s cold.”

“It’ll warm up.”

His lips found my neck and he peppered small open mouthed kisses along the column of my throat. I tugged at his shirt, needing it off so I could feel his skin on me. He reluctantly pulled back long enough for me to pull it off him.

He was beautiful. The sight of water running down his chiseled body did things to me that I couldn’t speak of. I could have spent hours just watching him with no complaints but he didn’t give me that pleasure, instead, he ripped my shirt down the middle.

“Jake-”

The protest died on my throat when I felt his teeth against the swell of my breast. A loud moan left my lips and my hips rocked against him of their own accord. He was hard, nearly bursting through the seams of his pants. I reached for him but he was faster, his hands wrapping around my wrist and pinning it above my head.

“Not yet,” he warned, his tongue sliding over my tits through my lace bra. “I want to take my time with you.”

He kept my hands restrained with one of his while the other worked on my bra. He peeled it off me slowly before slowly lowering me to the ground with a slow kiss.

“Take off your pants yourself.”

“What?”

It took me a second for his words to register. One second he was kissing me and the next he was giving me orders like nothing had changed.

“Take it off, baby girl, I didn’t stutter.”

I swallowed deeply but did as he asked. I peeled off the soaked material and tossed it to a corner of the large shower.

He brushed a piece of my hair out of my face, his eyes drifting down to my lips. I expected him to kiss me, but he didn’t, instead, he grabbed the body wash and lathered it over my body. It was a huge shift from what we had just been doing but I didn’t protest, not when he took his precious time lathering my tits, his fingers tweaking my nipples.

The water had washed away all of the foam, but he didn’t move his hands away.

My hips bucked. “Jake, please-”

“Put a finger to your cunt.” The instruction had me moaning. “Now, Hayley.”

I was throbbing with need and slick with arousal. I easily pushed one finger in but it wasn’t enough- not by a stretch. I whimpered.

“Add another.” I moaned loud but did as he asked. “Move those fingers. Fuck your cunt.”

I moved the fingers, pumping them into my cunt as his mouth wrapped around my nipple. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, the pleasure filling me, warping every thought I had.

His hand covered mine, moving my fingers just the way he wanted while his mouth assaulted me. His thumb circled my clit as his teeth grazed my nipple and I came all over his hands with his name on my lips.

“You look so fucking beautiful when you cum,” he whispered pulling my fingers out and replacing them with his one. “Taste yourself, Hayley. Taste how fucking good you are.”

I lifted a shaky hand to my lips and licked my fingers clean. His eyes rolled back as a silent groan left his lips but his fingers didn’t stop moving inside of me.

He kissed me again, harder this time as his fingers hit a spot inside of me so deep that only a choked sound came out. I had just come and I was quickly building towards another orgasm.

“I can’t-”

“You can and you will. You’re going to cum on my fingers then let me fuck your pretty cunt. I’ll let you rest a little and get cleaned, then I’ll take you into that room and eat your cunt out until I’m satisfied.”

Just the thought of what he would do to me was enough to make me cum again.

My legs felt like jelly, my brain had turned to mush. White noise filled my ears as my orgasm ran through me like a freight train. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak, couldn’t feel anything that wasn’t Jake and his presence all around me.

He must have known that too because he didn’t ask me to do anything, he turned me around, my tits pressing into the cold glass as he shed his clothes. He didn’t give me a chance to breathe or adjust before slamming into me.

We both cursed at the same time.

I pushed my hips back but he was quick, his hands coming to still me. “If you do that, this will be over in seconds.”

“I need you to move, please.”

“Patience,” he nipped at my earlobe. He moved albeit slowly and a gasp left my lips.

His back was pressed against mine, his fingers thread with mine against the glass. I couldn’t move unless he wanted me to. I was completely at his mercy.

He thrust into me again, deeper this time and the filthy sound of sex filled the air. He fucked me hard against the wall, pushing me higher up against the already steaming wall. The shower was forgotten behind us, the sound drowning out our moans and grunts.

“You feel so good around my cock,” he breathed, his teeth grazing the skin on my neck. “I could do this all day and night. I could drown in you, baby girl.”

He bit down on my shoulder and hit a spot inside of me that had me screaming as my orgasm hit. I vaguely heard him whisper sweet nothings in my ear as he came with a grunt.

If it weren’t for his hands around me, my legs would have given out beneath me.

Jake pressed soft kisses to my throat, his voice hoarse and distant as he whispered things that had my head spinning.

“We should do vacations like this more often,” I whispered once I managed to catch my breath.

Jake chuckled to himself before slowly turning me to face him. He picked me up effortlessly and kissed me deep, his tongue sliding into my mouth.

I heard the shower stop and I pulled back to look at him. “I thought we were going to get cleaned first.”

“I thought about it, and it can wait. I need to taste you.”

“But-”

“Now, Hayley, or I might go mad.”