by Sadie Savage
“I’m not a little girl!” Michelle exclaimed. “And I don’t regret telling that guy off, either. He was a total asshole. Who yells at a little kid?”
“Unstable fucks like the Raptors, that’s who. He was probably drugged out and sitting in the movies to try and ride out his high. They have turf not far from the theater. I totally forgot about that. I’m so stupid!”
Michelle jumped when Jake punched the wall hard, leaving a deep indent in it. Normally, this type of brutal tough-guy behavior made her feel annoyed, but for the first time, it sent warmth through her body. He was angry like this because he cared about her. Or about his kids, anyway. It was a mistake to think that he cared more for her than he did, wasn’t it? She would be better off keeping her strange feelings to herself. Just because he was upset didn’t mean her attraction to him was reciprocated. Jake probably saw her as nothing but a child.
“It’s really my fault,” Michelle stammered. “I shouldn’t have taken them to the movies today. Or maybe I could have found one closer to the MC, where our guys are around most of the time.”
“Blaming yourself for everything is a bad habit,” Jake said. “My kids are going to grow up knowing that. And even if they make mistakes, they will forgive themselves and do their best to fix them.”
Michelle reddened. Was he implying something? “At least nothing happened. I can keep an eye out. My dad taught me a few tricks to take care of myself.”
“Somehow I doubt he taught you enough,” Jake said darkly. “Come here early tomorrow, will you? I’m going to give you a few lessons. That way I’ll know you can handle yourself if those assholes show up again. Understood?”
Michelle’s heart thudded in her chest as Jake held her gaze.
“All right,” she said, the heat that had been teasing her all throughout the movie returned in full force. What had she gotten herself into?
Chapter 11
“Good morning,” Michelle said, avoiding Jake’s gaze.
“Hey,” Jake said, rubbing his eyes and smiling.
He had just woken up from a nap after sending the kids to school, and hadn’t had a chance to change out of his pajamas yet. He let Michelle inside, his longing for her unfiltered with his return to wakefulness. She snuck a glance at his pajama pants and he grinned at her. “I’m sure you like the duckies. Mary picked them out for Father’s day a few years ago.”
“They’re very masculine,” Michelle said with a laugh. But her laughter was strained. Like him, she had probably had little sleep thinking about the repercussions of the altercation the night before. He was glad she had kept her word and showed up early.
“I thought so, too,” Jake said. “Come down here with me, would you?”
The musty smell of the basement struck him wrong when he walked into the kitchen and opened the door, and he hesitated. “Want some coffee first?”
“Definitely,” Michelle said. “Thanks.”
They sat at the kitchen table, sipping coffee without speaking.
“It’s not usually this quiet around here,” Michelle said, her beautiful eyes lowered onto her coffee mug.
“Nah,” Jake said, tearing his eyes away from her. He was really asking for trouble here.
They fell quiet again, but it was an unusually comfortable silence. Both of them were a little bit tired, and Jake simply enjoyed her company, whether they were speaking or not. The way her lips puckered up around her glass made him feel a little crazy though, so he had to keep his eyes to himself. What kind of woman could look this good even when she was exhausted and yawning? His wife hadn’t been blessed with that gift.
“All right,” Jake said, standing abruptly and setting his coffee cup down. “I think I can function now. What do you think?”
“Yeah,” Michelle said. “I’d like to do something about my little problem.”
“Well you’re not going to be able to handle yourself in a fight overnight, so make sure you get some fuckin’ practice in, all right? It’s important. I don’t give a god damn if your friends are phone tagging you about prom and puppies and boys – practice every day! And if you ever have any questions or want to spar, you just tell me and I’ll drop everything.”
Michelle smiled shyly at the ground and Jake turned away, alarmed by the steady mounting of desire that was building in him. Maybe having Michelle over for a self-defense lesson was a bad idea.
When he turned around to face her again, he started. She was pulling her shirt off, and his eyes remained glued to the curves of her body as she pulled her shirt over her head to reveal a tight white tank top. Yes, this had definitely been a bad idea. That, or a very good one.
“What?” Michelle asked, freeing her head from the shirt and setting it down on the steps. What could Jake say? She was driving him crazy.
“Nothing. What do you know about Krav Maga?” he said. He couldn’t give into his temptation. Not with such a young girl. He was nothing but a dirty old man.
“Not much,” Michelle admitted.
“Right,” Jake said. “Well if I came at you and put my hands like this, what would you do?”
Jake came toward Michelle, trying to ignore the fire in his groin as he touched her silky soft skin for the first time. Michelle closed her eyes and gasped slightly, whether in pleasure or surprise Jake couldn’t tell. It didn’t help his situation.
“I don’t know,” she breathed. Jake was close to her face, their bodies creating a charge he couldn’t ignore. It would be so easy to just dip down right then and taste the sweetness of her lips.
But Michelle opened her eyes and stared hard at him, without struggling against his light grip on her neck. Suddenly, he felt that she saw his struggle to hold back. The need in his eyes must have been too apparent. Her cheeks were flushed now and she locked her gaze on him steadily. This girl had some guts, that was for sure. Did she know how fucking sexy it was?
“I don’t really feel like hurting you,” she said.
The idea that Michelle could hurt him made Jake laugh out loud. “You think you could if you felt like it?”
“Sure,” she said, looking at him evenly. “I could tell you that you’re too old for me. That this could never work.”
Shit. Jake tried to play dumb, but she had caught on to the game. He cringed, suddenly feeling really embarrassed. He had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and his deep desire to put that forbidden cookie in his mouth had been the end of him.
“But,” Michelle said, putting her hand on his shoulder, her cheeks still flushed. She looked nervous, but the look in her eyes was serious and more sure than anything he had ever seen. This girl was the type with conviction. “I said I don’t feel like hurting you.”
Michelle looked at him meaningfully and a seemingly magnetic force closed the space between their bodies. Suddenly, her breasts were pressed against him and his lips had dipped down to sample her, briefly, timidly, before devouring her with all the passion he had been trying to hold back. Jake’s body was electrified as Michelle gripped his strong arms and pulled away from him, gasping for breath.
“It’s wrong, right?” she whispered, her beautiful face contorted with an inner struggle he knew all too well.
“Definitely,” Jake said. He grabbed Michelle by the waist and pulled her close to him again, and she moaned softly as his lips grazed the nape of her neck. Desire coursed through his body and he could feel the blood rushing to his cock, making him suddenly and urgently hard. There was no stopping now.
Chapter 12
Michelle closed her eyes in rapture as Jake planted kisses up and down the nape of her neck. Her body shivered involuntarily as his strong hands caressed her, sending deep thrills throughout her body. She could feel the firm mound of his manhood pressed urgently against her thigh, and she sighed in pleasure as slowly, carefully, he began to push off his pajama pants.
When he pulled his shirt off, Michelle allowed herself to take in his dazzling body, shocked that she had been able to resist its temptations fo
r so long. She ran her hand down his broad chest, and Jake grinned at her.
“You’re not like, a virgin, are you?”
Heat filled Michelle’s face and she shook her head slightly. “I had a boyfriend in secret a few years ago, but we only…it only happened once. He wasn’t right for me.”
Jake nodded. “I figured something like that. Come on. Daddy’ll show you how to do it right.”
Longing flooded Michelle’s body as Jake lifted her by the waist and carried her up the basement stairs. She was shocked by how strong he was, even after just recently suffering a stab wound. Why had she always thought so low of the bikers at the MC? Jake was turning out to be nothing but an incredible gentleman. It was shocking, really. Who would have guessed that such a rough-and-tumble crowd could have such courteous men hidden underneath all the muscles and swearing?
Jake’s eyes twinkled down at her and she shivered.
“Are you all right?” he asked, kicking the door to his bedroom open. Michelle nodded.
“I just never thought this would happen,” she admitted. Jake let out a short laugh.
“That makes two of us. You think we should stop?”
Michelle raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled deeply.
“Me either,” he said, laying her down on the bed and climbing over her body. He carefully stripped her, caressing and kissing every inch of skin that he revealed as he peeled her clothing off. She cried out softly when a jolt of fire engulfed her body as his lips found the soft mound of her nipple and tugged it gently.
He seemed to like the way she responded, because he continued lapping slowly at it, filling her with a burning fire that could only be taken care of with one thing. As if he could sense exactly what she wanted, he gently stripped her from the waist down without moving his lips. Michelle trembled beneath him as his strong hands brushed over her middle and rested there for a moment, stoking the fire inside of her.
“You all right, there, darlin’?” Jake asked. He seemed amused by her body’s response to his touch, and seemed keen on drawing everything out as long as he possibly could, even though it was clear by the feeling of his massive erection that he was just as eager to taste the forbidden fruit as she was.
Michelle nodded. “I…it didn’t feel like this the first time.”
Jake grinned. “That’s because you’re with a real man now. And daddy’s going to teach you how to move.”
All the thoughts flew out of her head as Michelle’s body was suddenly overcome by the sensation of Jake’s cock pressed gently against her middle, massaging her most sensitive area until waves of pleasure were crashing all around her. Those waves quickly turned to a tsunami as Jake began to penetrate her body, pushing firmly so that the hardness of its head was just dipping inside of her.
Michelle groaned deeply at the feeling of being pleasantly torn in half, and Jake’s handsome face hovered above hers. His eyes were flashing, and he began to gyrate his hips above her and push deeper and deeper inside, slowly, steadily, holding back all of his power just to make sure she was comfortable. He was treating her kind of like a princess, she realized suddenly. The way she had always seen other girls being treated, whether by their fathers or their boyfriends. Michelle hadn’t ever been treated as something precious. Just something useful. It nearly moved her to tears.
But before she could get too choked up, Jake buried his mouth against her neck and began to kiss up and down her body. She writhed beneath him as the pleasure filled her up nearly to the point of bursting. He seemed to be able to tell exactly what she was feeling, because he looked up at her and grinned before finally plunging himself all the way inside of her for the first time.
Michelle cried out as her body trembled with pleasure, engulfed by a fire that was only made hotter with every thrust from Jake’s powerful hips. She held onto his shoulders tightly, gripping them until her nails were pressing into his skin. Rather than hurting him, it seemed to ignite Jake’s desire and he amped up his game, roaming and caressing her body and sending sensuous tendrils of pleasure coursing throughout her.
With every thrust she came closer and closer to a huge and powerful feeling that was mounting, bubbling deep in her abdomen. She had experienced a quick little orgasm before, just once, and it was nothing like what she was feeling now. Jake really was going to teach her things about her body that she hadn’t known before. And she was more than ready for it.
Jake grunted in pleasure as Michelle’s orgasm began to erupt, and her body began to squeeze his cock and contract powerfully around it. She could feel every inch of him as he massaged her inside. Suddenly, Michelle’s back arched and an explosion of ecstasy flooded her, causing every part of her body to tingle with rapture as Jake’s cock tensed up inside of her. He was about to pull out of her but Michelle shook her head. She was on the pill, even though she didn’t have sex regularly. Her father had insisted on it.
Jake’s eyes grew dark and he unleashed a torrent of thrusting that electrified her body. Michelle’s climax was brought to new heights as a powerful explosion of heat erupted from Jake’s cock and filled her from the inside out. He grunted as he emptied himself inside of her, the physical manifestation of his lust sending shivers of pleasure all throughout Michelle’s body.
Finally, he pulled out and gathered her up in his arms, holding her close and dropping tender kisses on her forehead and face. Michelle was completely exhausted, weakened from the huge explosion of energy that her orgasm took out of her.
“Wow,” she breathed.
Jake grinned, his handsome face lighting up. “Next time I won’t go easy on you.”
That was easy? Michelle’s eyes widened and Jake laughed softly.
“Just kidding around, sweetheart. We’ll play it by ear. I always do.”
Michelle grinned at him and closed her eyes. She didn’t regret what had happened at all, but now there was a new stress deep in her mind. If her father found out about this, they would both be in serious trouble.
Chapter 13
The next few days were strange around the house and Jake tried his best to focus more on his kids than he did on Michelle. He couldn’t help but feel horrible about what they had done together. Not only was it a betrayal to Kent and his confidence, but it was also a little weird to be sleeping with a girl who could easily have been his own daughter.
Michelle seemed to sense his feelings and didn’t speak much to him. She kept things professional and smooth, coming only when her father sent her and leaving without too many words minced between them. Although he missed the relationship they had been beginning to share, he just couldn’t get over the fact that what they had done together was wrong.
“Daddy, can we go to the movies with Michelle again?” Mary asked one morning before Michelle was due to arrive.
“No honey, I don’t think so.”
Mary’s blue eyes filled with tears and her little lip jutted out defiantly. “But it was so fun! And Michelle was cool!”
How to explain to a five year old the dangers that lay around every corner without making her terrified of the world? It was a horrible balance to try to strike and Jake picked his daughter up and shocked her into laughter by planting a raspberry on her belly.
“Remember that mean guy who was at the movies before? Well daddy doesn’t want you and JJ to see him again. Because if he gets mean with Michelle and he has meaner friends, she won’t be able to protect you guys by herself.”
Jake’s mind involuntarily flickered to the incident he and Michelle had shared after beginning to try to teach her Krav Maga. After their tryst, they had returned to the basement, and he had given her a two-hour lesson on defending herself. Although she was a natural, and moved her body seamlessly in a way that had been keeping him up at night, she still wasn’t well-equipped to handle the Raptors. And when he told her so, her face had fallen and they’d called it a day. She hadn’t asked for a lesson since, and he had been reluctant to offer. Not after what had happened the last time.
Jake laughed, proud of his daughter’s gusto.
“That’s a fact!” Jake said. “Wanna come down to the basement and learn some moves with daddy?”
“Oh, I like doing that!”
Jake grinned. “I know.”
“What about JJ?” Mary asked. There was really nothing cuter than seeing his two kids sparring and learning more and more about how to handle themselves in a physical altercation. Although every once in a while it resulted in accidents that left one or the other of them bawling, it was always worthwhile.
“JJ!” Jake shouted. “Wanna spar?”
JJ walked slowly down the stairs, a deep frown on his face. “But I only have the one arm!”
“That’s great then! We can work on what to do if you have a handicap during a fight.”
JJ grinned. “Cool!”
Jake ushered his kids down to the basement, where all of his workout equipment was stored. He had made it into a nice little home gym for himself. It would be good to get back down there after what had happened with Michelle. He hadn’t been able to bear it on his own. At least now with his kids, his mind would be off his mistake.
They were deep into practice, Mary kicking at JJ and laughing as he blocked her with his good arm, when Jake was startled by the pure sound of Michelle’s voice.
“Looks like you have a couple of naturals on your hands,” Michelle said, smiling kindly at him.
“Michelle! Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in.”
He turned to greet her, hating himself for the immediate desire that filled him when she moved toward him. Why couldn’t he just let it go? It was too wrong. He was going to get them into serious trouble if he pursued his interest in her.
“I came a little bit early. I’m trying to save some money so I took the bus this time.”
