by Golden Angel
It didn’t to him.
“What are you all talking about that’s got everyone looking so serious?” Sharon asked as she sidled up to Jake.
“Whether or not I’m a Dom,” he told her, curving his arm around her waist and pulling her into his side.
Sharon shrugged. “Does it matter?”
“Not to me,” he said firmly, a smile growing on his face. He leaned down to kiss her, drawing ‘ooh’s from their watching friends.
This wasn’t a position Jake would have ever predicted he’d be in – and Sharon definitely wasn’t the woman he’d ever seen himself with – but he couldn’t deny how completely right it felt. How happy he felt. Yeah, there were probably going to be arguments in the future, plenty of ridiculous antics for him to tolerate, and her crazy family to deal with, but Jake felt like he was right where he was supposed to be.
The kiss broke apart and Sharon smiled up at him, her dark eyes filled with warmth, all of her focus on him despite their audience. “I really like you.”
Considering how long they’d gone not liking each other, that meant a lot to him.
“I really like you too, princess.”
He supposed if she was the princess, that made him the prince. Crazy enough, even though he had a feeling she was going to drive him nuts, he was pretty sure this was his happily-ever-after.
Epilogue
St. Patrick’s Day – Adam & Angel’s House
The plug in Sharon’s butt was super distracting. It wasn’t that it was huge or anything – although it wasn’t small either – it was just that she couldn’t stop thinking about when Jake was going to drag her off and finally do the deed. The sadistic jerk was playing with her, making her wear it for a purpose and then making her wait.
They’d been at Adam and Angel’s for over an hour and he still showed no sign of getting all Captain Caveman, even though he kept teasing her with small touches and the occasional ass grab.
“Why are you glaring at Jake?” Ellie whispered as she sidled up to Sharon, a red solo cup full of green beer in her hand. She looked adorable with her long dark hair pulled a pony-tail and tied with a green ribbon, her green sweater dress hugging her petite curves. Both she and Sharon were short and curvy with dark hair, but Ellie had porcelain pale skin and slightly lighter brown eyes.
“You know you’re going to be peeing green for days, right?” Sharon asked, giving the drink a significant look. Even though it was the middle of the afternoon, Sharon had gone for the whiskey rather than turn her toilet bowl green.
“Really?” Ellie looked down at her drink, tilting her head to the side as she examined it. “Huh. I guess that makes sense. Doesn’t answer why you’re glaring at Jake though.”
Sharon sighed. “Because he’s torturing me.”
“Are you two planning on disappearing for a bit?” There was no surprise, only amusement, in Ellie’s voice. Sharon and Jake were getting a bit of a reputation for disappearing during large gatherings, and then reappearing half an hour later with their hair mussed and clothing slightly misaligned. It wasn’t that they didn’t have sex at home, by themselves, but it was just fun to do it everywhere else, too. Especially if they might get caught.
“Yes, and he’s making me wait,” Sharon said with a little growl. It was even more frustrating because her underwear really only helped a little with keeping it in place, which meant she was constantly clenching around the thing to make sure it wasn’t going to fall out.
“Aww, is your honey pot overflowing?” Ellie’s voice was full of false sympathy.
“More like my banana basket is empty,” Sharon retorted.
Lately she and Ellie had gotten in the habit of trying to outdo each other with ridiculous names for their vaginas. It had all started when Ellie had admitted she hated the word ‘vagina’ and was wondering what everyone else called it. Of course, Sharon had had the best names, but then Ellie started coming up with fun ones too. Now it was a game.
Whoever laughed first, lost.
“Your hot pocket needs its filling.”
“The penis fly trap wants feeding.”
“Your furry furnace needs wood.”
Sharon cracked up and Ellie fell into a fit of giggles. “Furry furnace? Seriously? That’s just... I don’t even know how to respond to that one.”
“I saw it online,” Ellie admitted between giggles. “Some author named CoraLee June used it, and I couldn’t get it out of my head.”
“It’s a good one.” Sharon gave her a high-five. “Damn. I’ll have to up my game.”
Drawn in by the laughter, Angel and Hilary drifted over to find out what was going on. For once, Angel did not have her usual boob attachment. Melody was now three and a half months old and everyone was taking turns holding her and cooing over her. Of course, if she started to get fussy or stinky they handed her right back, but right now she was being held by an extremely competent Luke. The best part was the expression on Olivia’s face as she watched her boyfriend handle the tiny baby like a pro, whereas Olivia seemed almost afraid to even touch her.
"So, how's everybody doing?" Angel asked, grinning broadly. She was looking more like her normal self today, including a t-shirt with a Shamrock that said, "Kiss Me, I'm Irish."
"Good," Sharon said, raising her eyebrows as she gestured at the shirt. "You're Irish, huh?"
Both of Angel's parents were half-Asian and her slightly tilted almond eyes and nose gave away her descent. She was also half-white, but Sharon hadn't heard her saying anything about Irish heritage before.
Glancing down at the writing over her boobs, Angel grinned, her amber eyes lighting up. "Well, a small part of me is Irish." She leered at Sharon. "Wanna guess which part?"
They all cracked up.
"You've been waiting the whole party for someone to say something to you about it, haven't you?" asked Ellie through her giggles.
"I thought Adam would, but he just sighed and shook his head," Angel admitted.
"Wait, he didn't even kiss you?" Hilary looked affronted.
"Oh, he did that too, just not the part of me I was hoping to get him to kiss."
That confession led to another bout of laughter, and when Sharon got herself under control again, she looked over to see that Jake's eyes were on her. Hot. Interested. Probably wondering what they were all laughing about.
Just one look reminded her of the toy filling her and her ass clenched around the plug. Jerk. She stuck her tongue out at him, practically daring him to do something about it.
******
The expression of defiance on Sharon's face told Jake she was getting close to her limit and he chuckled. She hadn't been wrong when she'd said they were going to drive each other crazy, but he didn't think she'd anticipated how much he would enjoy tormenting her. Yes, she drove him up the wall sometimes, but then he'd repay her in smaller, subtler ways.
Right now, she was probably wondering why he hadn't snuck away with her to take advantage of the plug he'd fitted between her sweet cheeks before they'd left for the party, and he wasn't about to tell her. It wasn’t often anyone managed to keep a secret in this group, but somehow this one had lasted.
The only reason he knew about it was because Adam had pulled him aside when they'd arrived and told him not to sneak off with Sharon until after.
It looked like the time was finally upon them, as Adam came into the kitchen from the basement stairs, leading the others that had been down there as well. It made for a crowded kitchen, and Jake slid away from Patrick and Lexie to make his way around the edges of the room to Sharon. There wasn't any signal, but as Adam took up a spot in the center, right next to the island, everyone slowly started to quiet.
There was just something about his stance that said he wanted everyone's attention - and they immediately gave it to him. Angel wormed her way next to him and he smiled down at her, sliding his arm around her waist before looking up again.
"Hey everyone, Angel and I just wanted to thank you for coming to our St. P
atrick's Day party, especially since we're having it in the middle of the afternoon and kicking you all out by eight." There were chuckles all around, because they knew he wasn't kidding. "It's really wonderful to be able to see everyone, and especially great that you're all so willing to help us out with Melody this afternoon, at least until her diaper needs changing." Adam paused again for more laughter, his blond goatee twitching slightly as he suppressed his smile. "But the real reason I'm asking for your attention is so that I can hand it over."
He turned, and Jake grinned as he saw the confusion on Angel's face. It was an expression echoed across most of the room, and he could see who had been in on the secret. Wrapping his arms around Sharon, he could see that Hilary was practically bouncing with excitement and Jessica obviously knew what was about to happen too, although none of their men were in the know. Jared was grinning broadly, but Leigh was totally clueless.
Olivia and Luke were exchanging looks, both of them wondering if the other knew what was going on. Everyone else was also trying to figure it out.
Except for Rick, as he stepped forward and turned to face Maria. His face was tinged a slight pink, his normally calm demeanor looking more than a little shaken.
There were several gasps of excited happiness and a few small squeals as he dropped down to one knee in front of her. Maria's dark brown eyes were open wider than Jake had ever seen them, both of her hands coming up to clap over her mouth as she stared down at her boyfriend in disbelief and happiness. Sharon leaned back against Jake, gripping his arm and digging her nails in, and he didn't have to glance down to know she was already crying.
She cried at almost anything romantic but laughed maniacally at people being chomped on during shark movies. Jake thought it was adorable.
"Maria-"
That was as far as Rick got before Maria's hands flew open and she flung herself at him.
"YES!"
The shock and surprise on Rick's face marveled the expression on Maria's when he'd knelt, and he barely managed to keep his balance as he caught his sobbing girlfriend - well, Jake supposed they could officially call her Rick's fiancé now.
Rick said something to her, although it was somewhat muffled in her hair, and Jake was pretty sure that at least part of it was "I had a speech."
He managed to wrestle Maria onto his knee so that he could put the ring on her finger, causing a wave of applause and people rushing in to congratulate them. Jake had to let Sharon go so she could run in. Rick and Maria managed to get up so they could stand in the center, Rick with his arms wrapped tight around her waist while she showed off the ring.
She was still sniffling a little and beaming at Rick in between thanking people for their congratulations.
As everyone managed to say their congratulations to the happy couple and things slowly broke up, Jake took the opportunity to snag Sharon's hand and pull her away from the party and down the hall.
"Now?" she asked, sounding exasperated.
"Yes, now," he said, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was paying attention to them. They weren't.
Even though their friends knew what they did, and no one seemed to care, Jake made a game of sneaking away. Sometimes they managed to return without anyone having realized they were missing. Maybe it was silly, but it gave him a little adrenaline rush and Sharon seemed to get off on it too.
He pulled her into the library next to the sun room. As much fun as the sun room would be with all of the windows, he didn't actually want an audience. Not today.
"Did you know Rick was going to do that?" Sharon demanded to know as Jake closed the door behind them. The sounds from the party were muted, but still audible, reminding them of how many people were close by.
"Adam told me earlier, so that we wouldn't miss it."
"And you didn't tell me?!" She glared at him, putting both hands on her hips.
"It was more fun as a surprise and you know it."
Before she could harangue him any further, Jake stepped forward and pulled her against him, taking her mouth in a kiss to shut her up. It was a tactic he used a lot - one that he was pretty sure she deliberately tried to provoke as often as possible. Almost immediately she melted against him, proving that she wasn't really upset with him at all.
She just liked to get mouthy.
Running one hand down to her ass, Jake palmed her soft flesh, squeezing the mound as his fingers went seeking the edge of the plug inside of her. They'd had sex in a multitude of places before, but never anal sex outside of their own apartments. It added a little bit of extra spice to the encounter, especially because he knew that the plug had been driving Sharon crazy ever since they'd arrived.
The desperate way she was kissing him, her hands pushing under his shirt and around his back to hold him close as she rubbed herself against him was confirmation of that.
But first, Jake had his own declaration to make.
He straightened, ending the kiss and bringing his hands up to cup her face.
"Sharon."
"What?" Her dark eyes were hot with need and confusion, wondering why he was stopping.
"I love you."
She blinked. The silence stretched.
"What?" Shock and outrage.
Jake grinned. "I love you."
"Now? You choose to tell me now? When we're about to have butt sex in our friends' house, that's when you think is the most appropriate time to drop the L bomb?!" The outrage was winning over the shock.
"Yup." He spun her around and smacked her on the ass. "Now go bend over that couch. The man who loves you wants to fuck your ass."
******
Sharon didn't know if she was more indignant or turned on or floaty happy.
When she'd told Jake that they were likely to kill each other, she'd really meant that she thought he was likely to kill her because she was going to drive him crazy all the time. But it turned out he gave as good as he got.
She'd been wanting to say the 'L' word to him for weeks and had been holding back because she didn't know if he was ready, or it didn't feel like the perfect moment.
He chose now?!
Even as she moved to obey his order, she sent him a glare over her shoulder. "I hate you."
Blue eyes gleamed back at her, not at all perturbed by her response. "I know, princess. Now bend that sweet ass over."
The dirty talk didn't surprise her anymore. Jake was filthy-mouthed in the bedroom even if he rarely cursed outside of it. She'd been a terrible influence on him in the best way possible. Although, now she was starting to think she'd maybe been a little bit too much of a bad influence.
"I figured you for the romantic type," she complained as she bent over the arm of the couch, putting her ass high in the air while her upper body rested on the couch cushions. "I thought there would be roses and candles... You know, sappy shit."
Jake just chuckled. "What's more romantic than declaring my love right after two of our friends just got engaged and we snuck off because we can't keep our hands off of each other?
Well, when he put it like that it didn't sound so bad. But she wasn’t going to say it back yet anyway.
He could work for it.
She almost snorted. In some ways, him saying it now and her refusing to was more their style than soft lighting, mood music, and gazing into each other’s eyes. She couldn’t gaze for more than a few seconds without feeling ridiculous and ruining the moment by giggling.
Hands caressed her thighs, just underneath the hem of her skirt before flipping it up and over her ass. She peeked back over her shoulder to see him staring down at her upturned cheeks, his hands coming down on either side to frame them. The expression on his face was one of pure lust and anticipation.
Sharon wiggled her butt at him, giggling again he shot a look up at her. Her ass clenched around the toy as her pussy creamed.
“Better make it quick,” she teased him. “We can only stay gone for so long before someone notices.”
Not that their friends wou
ld do anything more than give them a hard time about it, but that just made it a challenge for their little excursions to go unnoticed. A challenge that Sharon enjoyed winning as much as Jake did. The fact that everyone was thrilled for Maria and Rick might give them a little bit of extra time, but not much.
That meant there wasn’t really time for foreplay... but the whole damn day had been foreplay. Jake putting the plug in before they came here, having to sit on it for the ride over, all the little touches and caresses throughout the beginning of the party – Sharon was pretty sure she’d soaked through her panties.
Smack!
The little swat didn’t do anything except turn her on even more.
She whimpered anyway, a whimper of need, as her muscles clenched. Her pussy was so empty, her ass was full, the sting was barely a slightly burn on her skin, and she needed more. “Please, Jake.”
“Little brat,” he said fondly, rubbing his hand over the spot he’d just spanked. But he didn’t make her wait. He wanted to win their little game as much as she did.
His fingers tugged at the plug, twisting it slightly, and making her shiver as all the delicate nerve endings around her anus flared to life. There was still plenty of lubrication thanks to the early prep that he’d done and a moment later, his cock was pressing against the tight hole. Sharon moaned as he pushed inward, stretching her wider and more mercilessly than the plug had. The little bite of pain made her rock, rubbing the front of her pussy against the couch’s arm as Jake’s cock sank in deeper.
“Oh yes.” She hissed out the words as her clit throbbed, her hands pressed against the couch, and she pushed back against him. The burn throbbed through her, making her spasm with the delicious combination of pain and pleasure.
******
Jake groaned as Sharon moved, jerking slightly at the unexpected pleasure. He’d been trying to control the depth of his penetration, to keep from moving too quickly, but she was too impatient. As usual. Gripping her more firmly, he used the weight of his upper body to pin her hips down against the couch. It was cushy enough he knew it wouldn’t hurt her at all.
