Ask Jake (Book One of the Whisper Series)

Seven: You're Beautiful When You Wake

Gillian

The sand warms the bottom of my feet while I lean against him. The sun has just set, and it was one of the most colorful sunsets we have ever seen. Alone on our secluded beach, I feel his heart beat against the back of my head as I run my hands up his arms. They are not huge, body builder arms, but they are strong a lean and I love them. His skin is tanned and smooth. My fingertips trace the veins in his arms and I lay a soft kiss on his wrist.

He pulls my hair to the side, draping it over my opposite shoulder and nips gently on my neck. He smirks when I shudder, making me smile.

Taking my face into his strong hands, he turns my head toward him, touching my lips with his and kissing me, slowly. As I feel him pull away, he surprises me by coming in closer and using his tongue to open my mouth, kissing me deeper. A wave of need washes over me.

My body moves to face him. I place my hands on his chest, pushing him down, straddling him, demanding control. With little kisses that start at the base of his neck, I kiss my way to his ear lobe, where I spend a little time, nipping and sucking. Making a path of kisses back to his face, I linger close to his lips. He tries to kiss me, but I pull away, teasing him. He complains a little, and looks at me with lustful eyes.

His hands roam over my back, making me realize the skin on skin contact, as we make-out in our swimsuits.

"Tristan," I moan his name, needing more.

Wasting no more time, he throws me off him sideways and lands on top of me. He has me pinned down in a loving and strong embrace, smiling as he regains control. His kisses are more passionate. I can feel the bulge he has for me, making my body respond in equal devotion with wettness.

One of my hands is pinned above my head; the other is gripping his back, while he drapes me in kisses. His free hand slides down the side of me, tickling me and teasing me, tracing over my hip. Unable to move my hands to stop him, he smiles a mischievous smile before he slides his body down and kisses my belly button. I feel my breath quicken as he glides up my body, to my neck.

His hand slides to my chest. A breathy moan escapes me, while he, skillfully manipulates my skin. My heart is pounding through my chest and my leg pushes against him.

"Gillian," he says, asking me to stop moving my leg, as he moves his kisses through my bikini top. Pushing my top aside, he puts his mouth on the tip of my breast. He's so strong but gentle, tantalizing. I want to give him everything I have. There is no way to stop the moan from deep in my throat.

He slips his hand down further to the edge of my bathing suit where he stops all movement and waits for me to look at him. "Okay?"

"Yes," I say breathy, as I lean my head back waiting for him. His knee pushes my legs apart and he slips his fingers in my suit, and down to my center. He uses his hand to take me higher.

I beg for him to release the hand he has pinned above my head and he relents. I grab his hair while he's kissing me all over, still rubbing me, making me hotter than I thought possible. I dig my hand into his shoulder as the pressure builds inside me.

His breath warms my ear, as he whispers to me, "Come for me Gillian, moan in pleasure for me one more time."

He starts to suck on my breast again and that does it for me. He sends me over the top creating a shutter of release throughout my body. I ride the waves of ecstasy, which satisfies my needs and leaves me breathless.

Completely relaxed, I lay in his arms, hearing my pulse slow down, not wanting to move.

"Gillian." I open my eyes and see Tristan's handsome face smiling at me. "Gillian?" Tristan's mouth moves, but another voice comes out. "Gillian, wake up. Are you okay?"