by Sky Winters
JJ nodded and they settled into the theater. Soon, the movie was playing and Michelle was sitting in between Jake’s kids, because both of them wanted to be beside her.
But she was having a hard time concentrating on the movie. As hard as she tried, it was difficult to focus. Her mind kept returning to the intimate moments she had shared with Jake as she tended to his wounds. His body was unbelievable for a man who was a little over 40 years old. And the way he was with his kids was sweet, really. Touching. Maybe he wasn’t the monster she had always thought he was.
Michelle really hoped not, because it was becoming more and more clear to her that Callie just might have been right. Jake was unbelievably handsome and her attraction to him had reached the point that she couldn’t deny it anymore. Even if she didn’t want to feel it, it was there. Whether she liked it or not, Jake was on her mind constantly.
Whether that was because she was at his house all the time or because he was really worth the space in her mind that he occupied, she had yet to find out. But one thing was undeniable: her body ached for him late in the night after she left his home. Whenever he looked at her or smiled that sweet, kind smile of his that he normally reserved for his own kids, she felt her chest tighten and a dull, provocative heat awaken deep inside her.
It seemed like no time before the movie was over. She was embarrassed to find she had spent the entire time the lights were dimmed fantasizing about Jake. If someone asked her to talk about the plot of the movie, she would have been in trouble.
“That was a good movie!” Mary exclaimed.
“Yeah!” JJ agreed.
“I’m really glad you two liked it!” Michelle said, smiling at them.
“That makes one of us.”
Michelle froze as a man strode toward them. She recognized the man’s jacket immediately. He was a Raptor.
“What do you want?” Michelle asked. She would get nowhere by showing her fear with a man like that.
“I just wanted to tell you that you were being pretty rude, before,” he said, scowling at Michelle. “The kid shouldn’t be fucking yelling at the movies.”
“And you shouldn’t be yelling at kids! Or watching a kid’s movie like a pervert, for that matter. Is this the only one with a title you could read or something?”
“Oh, you best watch yourself, little girl,” the guy said, his dark eyes flashing with fury. “You’re going to regret that.”
He glanced around at the crowd in the theater, his fists clenched. Many people had stopped to watch the confrontation, and she knew by the look on some of the faces of the men there that she had nothing to worry about. If he tried to attack, he would be stopped. Besides, she could handle herself well enough.
“Bye!” Michelle said, cheerfully. Clearly that guy didn’t recognize her as the daughter of president of the most powerful MC in the area. Which was for the best. She kept her Python medallion hidden beneath her shirt.
“Fuck off,” he muttered, his back already turned on them.
“Wow,” JJ breathed, looking up at Michelle with wide eyes. “You’re not afraid of anything, are you?!”
Michelle smiled down at him confidently. “I’ll take good care of you guys, don’t worry.”
But on the inside, she was cold with terror. If the Raptors were going to go after her, she was going to have to be a lot more careful from then on. She just hoped that the guy she had mouthed off to didn’t have a lot of power in the group, or she was fucked. Even with her dad as the MC, she would have to watch her back.
***
“Dad, did you know Michelle is really tough?!” JJ shouted as soon as they walked in the door and saw Jake standing in front of them.
“Is she?” he asked, flashing a curious look at Michelle that seemed to burn right through her. She looked down at the floor and scoffed.
“Your son exaggerates,” she said.
“No, my kids are perfect angels who never stretch the truth even a little bit,” Jake said with a twinkle in his eye. “So what makes Michelle really tough, JJ?”
“She told off a guy who yelled at me in the theater!” JJ said. “Even when he came up to us afterward and tried to pick a fight!”
“He tried to pick a fight?” Jake said, his eyes growing hard. They flashed to Michelle, and he seemed to be able to read the tension she was feeling from the event. “Are you guys okay?”
“Yeah! Michelle is so cool!” JJ said, laughing. “I can’t wait to tell my friends.”
Jake opened his mouth to protest, but JJ was already running upstairs, shaking his head in disbelief.
“Michelle is cool!” Mary repeated, following her brother upstairs.
“What happened?”
The humor was gone from Jake’s voice and he strode powerfully to Michelle, anger emanating from him.
“I don’t know. Some guy in the dark was being an asshole, so I told him to shut up. Turns out it was a fucking Raptor and now he has it in for me, apparently.”
“Does he know who you are?” Jake asked, his voice urgent. “Did he follow you?”
“I don’t know if he knows me but I made sure nobody was tailing me when we left. I do know a thing or two from being the president’s daughter.”
“Good,” Jake said, walking to the window and peering out suspiciously. “Maybe you should lie low for a bit. Tensions are really high between the gangs right now and I would feel responsible if anything were to happen to you.”
“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 b
efore. 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 for 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 mo
st 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.
