Sins of the Past (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

everyone near them felt the sexual tension sparking between them but she didn’t care. Her thoughts were only for the man she was about to give herself to as soon as they could get home.

Chapter 8
     
    Jacob pressed a palm to his good leg to keep it from bouncing as Lorna drove. The drive home was torture and he couldn’t get there fast enough. Need was clawing at his chest. He needed to be inside Lorna more than he needed his next breath. Jacob closed his eyes and bunched his muscles then released them starting at his toes and working his way up. It was something he did to calm and center himself before every mission. He needed that routine tonight to keep him from doing something stupid, like rushing things with Lorna.
    He knew she was a virgin and there was no way Jacob was going to just grope and fondle her like some teenager until he got off. He planned on taking his time with Lorna and making it romantic and special for her. He wanted her to enjoy sex for the first time just as much as he knew he was going to. After that, all bets were off. He planned on taking her in every position possible. Looking over at Lorna, Jacob knew it would be a long time before he sated his need for the woman, if he ever did.
    Lorna was the type of woman he saw himself growing old with. Not only was she beautiful, but she was strong and feisty. She didn’t take any crap from anyone and from the small glimpses he had seen when her control slipped, she was caring and loyal to a fault. He learned that she didn’t let her guard down around any one, but those who were lucky enough to be let into her world and earn her trust also earned her fierce protective streak. He had seen it at the fair when she claimed him from Ashley.
    The woman had descended on him like a dog with a bone, and before he could get a word out to send her away, Lorna was there. The fire burning in her eyes as she put Ashley in her place instantly sent the blood in his body racing toward his cock. Jacob shifted in the seat trying to relieve the pressure of his cock as it pressed against the zipper of his jeans as if looking for a way to escape the unforgiving material.
    “Hurry.” Jacob could hear the whimper in his own voice, but he didn’t care when he saw Lorna shudder and her grip tighten on the steering wheel. It seems she was on the verge of losing control as well.
    “I’m going as fast as I can. You do know that by now everyone in town knows exactly what we’re headed to do.”
    He knew it wasn’t a question, but Jacob answered her statement anyway. “Baby, the whole town could watch me fucking you and right now, I wouldn’t care. The only thing I can think about is the fact that in a few minutes I’m going to have my cock buried so deep inside you, the only thing you’ll be able to do is scream my name.”
    Jacob watched as Lorna gulped and the car sped up a little. His harsh words had done exactly what he wanted. He didn’t want her thinking about the dimwitted, narrow-minded people who had made her life hell. He wanted all of her focus on him.
    When the car pulled to a stop in his driveway, even with his bum knee, Jacob was out of the car before the engine shut off. He met Lorna at the hood and pulled her to him. He couldn’t resist touching her or tasting her sweet mouth. Tracing the seam of her lips with his tongue, he waited until she opened then licked inside. He tangled his tongue with hers until breathing became a necessity before pulling back.
    “Come on, let’s get inside.” He pulled her up the porch stairs with him and unlocked the door with trembling hands. Once inside, all thoughts of taking things slow flew out of Jacob’s mind as he slammed Lorna against the door and took her mouth with his. Her whimper as she wrapped her arms around him only fueled his lust even further. It wasn’t until the tiny woman started to writhe against him as he slowly slipped his palms beneath her shirt and up the smooth skin of her belly, that he came to his senses and backed away.
    He wanted to groan at the loss of her heat against him, but instead, he turned and made his way down the hallway putting a little distance between them. He could hear Lorna as she followed behind him and prayed he would have himself under control by the time they made it to the bedroom. He felt a twinge of regret when he saw his unmade bed and dirty clothes lying on the floor. Lorna deserved for her first time to be special. She was supposed to have the romantic