Safer With You (18 page)

I move my hands down to her ass and lift her up as she wraps her legs around me. I stop to look and see if she’s okay, if I’m being too rough, but all I see is lust in her eyes.

This time we fall back on the bed. “You’re killing me. I can’t seem to refuse you.”

“So, don’t,” she teases. “I knew you were trouble, cowboy.”

I can’t believe she’s under me. I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw her in that robe in the guest house, and now here I am removing that same robe…unveiling her beauty. I pause to admire her silky skin. Slowly, my eyes wander to her neck. I move to press my lips there as her head tilts back. She moans; I can barely hear her, but I know she feels it…the pull, the electricity, and that our bodies fit together like we are made for each other.

Her hands are at her sides. She’s waiting for me to take what she’s offering, but I don’t want her to feel like this is only about lust. This isn’t lust, this is passion, craving and needing to touch her and to be touched by her.

I start our journey below her ear and my tongue glides down her neck. The taste of salt greets me and the smell of vanilla surrounds me. My body is aching to move this along faster, but I need to take it slow and be gentle with her. She is fragile, no matter what she thinks. I want her to always be delicate, sweet, and trusting, and not have to fight; I’ll do the fighting, protecting, and worrying. I want her to put her faith in me and love me. I can protect her physically, but she’ll protect me in a way I’ve never imagined someone could. I’ll give her my trust and faith, and she’ll guard my heart.

I glide my hand under the robe that covers her shoulder and languidly slide the robe over until it falls to the ground. As the robe falls, my hands roam down her back until I reach her luscious ass. I can’t help but squeeze.

I open my eyes so I can see how I affect her. Her head is still tilted back, but her teeth have a firm grip on her lower lip. She must feel my eyes on her, or maybe because I’ve taken my lips off of her delicious skin, her eyes open, but she surprises me as her hands fly into my hair and she tugs at the strands to guide me to her neck again.

I do as she orders and my lips are back on her, but this time, I move further down her neck until I hit a piece of clothing. I run my hand along and undo a button. To torture myself more, with each button I undo, my mouth trails behind. As I come to the last button, I open my eyes and the sight of a topless Nora stands before me. Beautiful masterpiece.

Her breasts are full, round, and perfect. Her hands move off of my hair and loosely fall to her sides. My mouth covers her delicate nipple, but I can’t help but bite, then suck. She takes in a deep hiss of air. Palming her other breast, I caress and play.

While there is nothing else I want to do but climb inside her, I have to keep reminding myself to slow down. So I release her nipple and make my way back up to her neck.

“Jase. Please,” she moans.

“What, Nora? Tell me what you want.”

“Touch me, Jase. Make it all go away.”

I take another peek at her, she’s flushed and squirming, and I know where to touch next.

My hand trails down her side until I reach her panties. They are skimpy, black, and the single sexiest piece of clothing I’ve ever seen. I glide them down, trying not to jostle her too much. I don’t want to hurt her side.

I slide the panties over her feet and kiss my way back up her legs and inner thighs until I reach my destination. She spreads her legs, knowing exactly what she wants from me. I do as I’m told. My fingers enter her while my mouth teases the inside of her thighs. She’s not holding still, her hips are rocking, swaying in rhythm with my fingers. My tongue joins and her moans grow louder. She breathes my name.

I can’t take it; my cock is rock hard, but I need her to come for me. I want to taste her. My tongue glides back and forth, and in seconds, I get my wish. She moans my name, Christ that’s the hottest sound I’ve ever heard.

“Jase, that…incredible.” Her garbled words mean its time.

I take a condom from my pocket. Luckily, Nora is blissfully unaware of what I’m doing. I slide off my sweats and put on the condom.

“Nora, are you sure you want this? With me?”

“Yes, Jase…I want you, please,” she breathes.

I slide into her without any more hesitation. I don’t want to force her into anything, but I know she wants this as much as I do.

There are no words to describe the feeling that overcomes me. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. She is in sync with me. We move together at our own secret pace. I feel her shudder around me and I can’t hold back any longer. I’ve made love for the first time in my life.

I stare up at the ceiling with her in my arms. We haven’t said much, but we don’t need to. For the first time in my life, things seem perfect.

“Jase?”

“Hmm.”

“You are trouble and cute.”

I chuckle at the absurdity. “I don’t know if I’ve ever been called ‘cute’ before. But you’re not cute, Nora Skye.” She pouts and I grab her chin. “You’re sexy as hell.”

“Even with my Freddy Krueger scar?”

“Even with. Sexy. As. Hell.”

She smiles and playfully smacks me on the arm, then settles back onto my chest. “I’m okay with that,” she says.

“Jase?” Nora whispers.

“Yes?”

“That was incredible, but what does this mean for us?” I hear the hesitation in her voice.

“Whatever you want it to mean, sweetheart. Whatever you want.” Honestly, I thought that this meant we were becoming something more.

“There is so much mystery surrounding you. To be honest, I’m scared that I’m starting to have feelings for you, but I don’t even really know you.” She runs her finger delicately along my chest, sending chills along her path.

I’m not sure I want her to know all the mystery surrounding me. It’s not pretty. “Nora, you can trust me. Yes, there are some things I won’t be able to share, but I will never hurt you.”

She leans up on her elbow and her blissful eyes stare into mine. “Never?” she asks. She is gorgeous and an angel. I pull her to my lips and savor the taste of her.

We settle back into the pillows and tangle in each other’s arms. After a while, I feel her breathing calm, and I know she is asleep.

I stroke her hair and whisper, “Sleep, sweet girl, I’ve got you…always.”

Chapter Eighteen

Nora

I’m in heaven, actual heaven. Jase is sound asleep and my head is lying on his hard chest as my fingers roam through the patch of his dark chest hair. I can’t believe I made love with Jase Madsyn. I have no idea what came over me. I’m not that kind of girl. It took me months before Luke and I made love, which was a lot different than what I just experienced with Jase.

Jase’s chest rises and falls peacefully. I fell asleep before he did, and now I’m wide awake. A beam of morning light is peeking through a small slit in the curtain. I wonder what time it is and what might happen next with us.

As I ponder my future with Jase, the door to the room creaks open, and immediately The Ninja is standing over us with a disgusted look on her face. “Ms. Skye, you need your medicine, and it’s my job to make sure that you take it on time. I cannot do that when you are otherwise occupied. May I also suggest, it is too soon to participate in such activities?” She tries to whisper, but with each word she becomes louder.

Who the hell is she? Seriously? Doesn’t she see what I’m lying on here? She apparently isn’t sexually active. Oh, Christ, she has me talking like her now. I roll my eyes, hoping that she’ll take the hint and leave, but she sets my medicine on the bedside table along with a glass of water.

“Please let Mr. Madsyn know I need to see him when he is otherwise unoccupied.” Her snotty tone makes me want to wipe that look off of her face. How can she speak about him like that when he’s right here, sleeping, for God’s sake?

I sit and cover my chest with the blanket and regard Lizzy sternly, “I think you need to leave, and I believe you work for me. Please don’t enter this room without knocking. I’ll discuss your behavior with Mr. Madsyn when he wakes up. Until then, please leave until I request your assistance.”
Ninja bitch
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She huffs and leaves the room.

I hear Jase chuckle.

“You were awake that whole time?”

“Yep,” he says with a charming smile. I slap him on the chest. “Thanks for sticking up for me. She’s right, though. I shouldn’t interfere with her job.” He turns on his side and runs his hand from my shoulder down the length of my arm, sending a wave of tingles with it. “But I think it’s hot that you feel the need to defend my honor.”

“I do.” I lean in and kiss his expert lips. God, the things they did to me last night. He made my body react in ways I had no idea were even possible. I hope he doesn’t think I just jump into bed with anyone. Because I don’t; he is only my second.

He kisses down my neck, over my chest to nibble my belly, around my scar. Small, sweet tender kisses. “That feels so nice,” I say.

“You’re not too sore?” His bright blue eyes shine with concern.

“A little, but it’s getting better.” His lips quirk into a sexy smile and he places his lips back on my skin. I had no idea it could be like this. He’s so gentle and caring. Luke was never like this. He never took time for foreplay. It was always a little touching, then he went straight to sex. I never knew what I was missing until last night.

“Do you feel up to getting out a bit today? Just around the property?” There is hesitation in his voice. Frankly, I’m surprised he wants to take me back there so soon, but what’s more surprising is that I want to go there.

“Yeah, I think it will be good for me.”

He shifts his weight until he’s hovering over my lips. “I’m going to go take a shower and then deal with the ninja. Dress in something comfortable and cool.” His lips touch mine quickly, then he is off the bed yanking on his red boxer briefs and sweats. He twists his torso and gives me a glimpse of his well-defined abs and chest. Seriously, he must get mobbed by women all the time.

My mind wanders back to last night. Laying back on the bed, I pull the covers higher over my naked body. I feel so comfortable with him, and he seems to feel the same. I just wonder where things could be headed for us.

A little while later, before I can scramble out of bed to get ready, Lizzy knocks lightly, opens the door holding a tray of food. “You need to eat, get dressed, then meet Mr. Madsyn downstairs. He seems to think my physical therapy plan isn’t as good as his.” She cannot hide the disdain in her voice. She places the tray on the dresser and leaves.

I stand to see what’s on the tray. The room suddenly fills with the wonderful smells of breakfast. My stomach growls. On the tray, complete with a small vase of pink roses, is a plate full of eggs, bacon, and toast. Then a mug of coffee and a glass of orange juice.

I take the plate off the tray and over to the bed with me. While I lean back on the pillows and stuff my face with this delicious meal, my cell phone rings. Of course it does. I glance at it and see Luke’s name. Great.

“Nora, how are you? I miss you so much. I talked with your dad; he said I could visit you today.” He doesn’t take a breath, and he doesn’t allow me to answer. “I’m on my way to Madsyn’s.”

Wait, what? “Luke, no. I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” I don’t want him here. I don’t need him to complicate my life any more than it already is. I need to focus on Jase and what the hell is going on between us; I don’t have the energy to deal with Luke too.

“What do you mean no, Nora?” He sounds offended by my response.

“I have plans this afternoon.”

“Plans, with who? Please don’t tell me you’re falling for Madsyn? That guy’s nothing but trouble.”
 

I ignore his comment about Jase. Trouble can be good. Last night it was good. “Um…just some physical therapy stuff. Get me moving again. That’s all. Pretty boring.”

“Well, when can I see you? I’m your boyfriend and it’s like I have to jump through hoops to get to you. Why are you being so difficult? Is Madsyn putting you up to this?”

“Luke, stop it! It has nothing to do with Jase.” Actually, it has everything to do with Jase, but he doesn’t need to know that. “You are not my boyfriend. Remember the whole throwing me out thing? Look, I need to go. I’ll call you later.” Before he can respond, I hang up.

Jeez, I just want some peace. Throwing the phone on the bedside table, I eat my breakfast, and make my way to the closet. It’s fully stocked. I love Jenny; she thinks of everything. Since I know I’m spending time with Jase, looking cute is top priority.

I’m starting to feel nervous about seeing him again. Butterflies rumble in my belly. I have no idea what comes next. Are we a couple or are we just…I don’t even know.

I calm down and pick out a cream skirt and light blue shirt. It reminds me of Jase’s eyes. His eye color fluctuates between a deep blue like the sky to a baby blue. As I’m buttoning up the shirt, it reminds me of his hands and mouth trailing down my body. Oh, God, I could use another night like that tonight.

I put on some makeup, wrangle my hair into a twist, and slip on some flats. Looking at myself in the mirror, I notice that the makeup covers the majority of my bruises, but the cuts down my arms are still visible, reminding me that someone tried to kill me.