Fleckless

Chapter 18

Jake's POV

Memories of my past loom threateningly, I can't afford to falter. Not now. Especially not in front of Lizzie. Stepping past the shattered glass, I enter the sitting room and sink onto the couch. Lizzie trails behind me, her presence comforting in its quiet understanding. Though I yearn for her to speak, her silent solidarity is a solace. She curls up beside me, her petite frame offering a gentle warmth. Together, we lie in silence. I extend my arm around her waist, and she exhales softly, a subtle acknowledgment of our bond.

"Is it too late to grab another ticket?" Her sudden inquiry catches me momentarily, but I quickly regain my composure.

"Ticket?" I echo, disbelief coloring my tone. "I want to accompany you to London. If the offer still stands, that is not just for your sake, but for mine. I want to be by your side, always. However, I'll need to return after a week to handle some matters, but then I'll return to you." Her words brim with certainty, and my heart swells with pride at her determination.

"Of course, baby!" I exclaim, excitement bubbling up inside me. "Let me give Theo a call." Rising from the couch, I reach for my phone to make the call.

Lizzie heads into the kitchen, and I can't help but admire her silhouette. Her figure is impeccably sculpted, a testament to her natural grace and beauty. She's fucking perfect. Too perfect. How did I get so lucky?

I don't deserve her. She's too good for me. And, I'm just an asshole. I want to make things easy for her. I want to be there for her. Always. I want to redeem myself. Maybe then, this guilt will resolve. I couldn't be the man Brenda needed. But, I can be the man Lizzie needs.

I dial Theo's number and swiftly instruct him to secure an additional ticket for Lizzie, arrange the penthouse, and make a reservation for two at The Crowned Gastronome. Furthermore, I requested him to purchase a green silk dress paired with silver heels for her.

Theo is taken aback by my unexpected instructions. He remains silent, his reaction veiled in intrigue. I chuckle softly as I end the call and head to the kitchen, where I find Lizzie diligently cleaning up the broken glass.

I gently take the dustpan from her hands and lift her up from the ground, placing her on the kitchen counter. Standing between her legs, I cup her cheeks tenderly in my hands. "What did I do to deserve you?" I whisper, overwhelmed by gratitude for her presence in my life.

She chuckles softly, her hair cascading in gentle curls around her face. I shower her with kisses, planting them all over her face. A smile dances on her lips as I kiss the tip of her nose, her blush only adding to her adorable charm.

"Do we have time for this?" she asks between laughter, a playful glint in her eyes.

"We do, baby," I reassure her, planting a tender kiss at the corner of her lips as I shrug off my coat.

She wraps her legs around my waist. I kiss her neck sucking on her favorite spot. Her head falls backward giving me more access. I place my hand behind her head holding her in place. I continue sucking on her neck.

She moans in pleasure. I trace kisses on her shoulder before biting it down. She grabs my hair, massaging my scalp.

I trace kisses down her cleavage. I place my nose in between her boobs inhaling her scent. Placing a kiss on both her boobs, I help her remove her nightgown. Her breasts bounce free and I cup each in my hand. I stare down at them admiring.

"Like what you see?" She winks while seductively biting her lip. My thumb brushes against her nipple and she shudders.

"Love. Love what I see, baby." I wink back. I kiss her nipple. My tongue encircles her nipple delving into the feeling before sucking it. Her breathing hardens. My other hand caresses her other nipple.

"Oh, Jake! More." She's moaning. God the way my name rolls off her tongue so easily. My cock thickens in my pants.

I take her other nipple in my mouth. My fingers fumble with her nipple. I take her nipple in between my fingers. My thumb circles around the nipple. I can feel her juices pouring. Her arousal fills the air. I groan. "Fuck!"

I kiss her stomach sucking on her navel. I move up and kiss her lips. My fingers trail down her abdomen. I dip my middle finger into her. She is soaking wet. I pull out and grab her boob squeezing it. I slap her ass and she gasps. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. Exploring the depth of her mouth, our tongues encircle in perfect harmony.

She fits so perfectly in me. It's like she was made for me. I smile at the thought. I stop kissing her and trail down to her abdomen. I place a tender kiss there. Using both my hands, I spread her legs. Her juices are pouring out like a flowing river. I lick my lips. Her hands tangle in my hair.

I use two fingers to open up her vagina. I admire her for a minute. My mouth encircles her clit and starts to suck. I suck her clit for a while before dipping my tongue in her vagina. I thrust a few times. She is now pulling on my hair.

"Fuck Jake, I'm close," she exclaims in between pleasure. Soon enough she comes in my mouth and I suck every drop of her juices. I climb back up and kiss her on the lips.

I kiss her on the lips and she smiles. She loves the taste of her. I kiss her deeper. I kiss her with every emotion. I kiss her with every passion. I kiss her because she lets me. I kiss her because she is mine.

Damn, Elizabeth Pepperman is my woman. I kiss her more until we are both breathless.