Jake 2

by Hilary Storm

  It’s a Saturday, so this place is packed. Luckily, they know me here and get the fuck out of my way when I’m this focused. It’s chest day, that’s all I’m thinking about. Well, that and how to fix this bullshit going on with Addi. It’s somewhere in the middle of my workout that it comes to me. I’ll have to go to the club tonight. Hell, I’m sure she’s there now, but I think it’ll be best if it’s packed. Not only that, I’m supposed to leave for Vegas in the morning, so I need to get this out of my system.

  I get through the day at the shop pretty quickly. The only thing I really have is a final session on a full leg sleeve that’s been a long process to finish. She’s a mom who lost her son in a car accident. Every piece on her leg represents him and her process of grieving. She’s extremely emotional when we finish and starts to talk about what she wants done next. That’s my favorite kind of client. I love when there’s a meaningful story that I get to tell through the art.

  “Hey, man. I’m out early.” Golden slips his head into the back room just as I finish up putting my supplies up for the day.

  “Yeah, me too. These other guys can handle the walk-in load tonight. I’m headed to Vegas in the morning.”

  “Awesome. Have a great time.”

  “All business.”

  “Ah, you got to live a little, Bro. It’s Vegas!”

  “Yeah. Where you headed tonight?”

  “I’m gonna hit the gym, then find something to do.”

  “Alright. Message me when you decide what that is, I may find you.”

  “Sounds good. Talk to ya later.”

  “Later.”

  I have one thing to do before I meet up with G, Addi.

  I walk into the club like I own it. One of the usual girls meets me a few feet into the door.

  “Jake. What can I get you tonight?”

  “Where’s Addi?”

  “She’s in the office.” Perfect. That was easy.

  “Thanks.” I make a beeline straight for that office door and open it without knocking. It startles her, but she smiles when she sees me.

  “Hey Jake!” She greets me from across the room as I turn and lock the doorknob. Her eyes watch my hand lock it and then she searches my face as I walk straight to her.

  “It’s my turn.”

  “What? I can’t here.”

  “Yes you can, remember? It’s sound proof.” I finally make contact with her body. She fits perfectly against my chest as I hold her firmly from behind. Her ass fits right where it should, and my dick fits her groove just like it should. I thrust forward, grinding against her ass with one of my hands spread out over the neck of her tiny fucking dress and the other sliding up her leg going under it.

  She arches her back, spreading her legs to let my fingers in quick. Her tiny panties are useless against my hand as I rip one strap on her hip, letting them fall to expose her fully.

  “Fuck, Jake. You’re everywhere.” She hasn’t felt me everywhere yet. These big arms make a difference.

  My fingers slip in, while I rub her clit making sure I have her full attention. When her inhale is followed by a tiny moan, I know I have it.

  With my hands full of her, I edge her to the table in front of the huge window. Standing this far back, we can see our reflection in the glass since the lights are all on in this room. I couldn’t have planned this better if I tried. I lean her over the desk, slide her dress up over her ass, then pull her hair so she’s forced to look exactly where I want her looking. Leaning over her body, I whisper into her ear, “See, last night you didn’t let me watch you. Tonight, we’re both going to fucking watch.”

  I use my other hand to pull the condom out of my pocket, then rip it open with my teeth. Doing this one handed is something I mastered years ago. I slide it on, then let go of her hair long enough to get it in. This fucking ass will be mine some other time, right now I need to prove a point.

  I step one foot between her heels, opening her up perfectly for me. She welcomes me as I thrust forward, rocking the table a few inches. Fuck.

  I pause and admire her at this angle. She turns her head to look at me, puckering those fucking lips while she waits on me to move. Using both of my hands, I spread her ass cheeks and take a moment to look at how fucking sexy she is right now in this moment. There’s no possible way she can beat this right here.

  I take both thumbs and rub the entrance to her ass. She’ll either shift forward, or do a slight, lift inviting me. Women always talk with the slightest movements during sex. You just have to be tuned in to them enough to see it. Sure enough, she gives me the go ahead.

  I slide one thumb in at a time, easing the entrance for the other. I start to let my thumbs mirror the movement of my dick each time I drive forward and pull back. With both thumbs in her ass and my hands gripping both butt cheeks, I start to move faster and harder.

  “Look at yourself.” She doesn’t turn her head to look.

  “Addi. Fucking look how insanely sexy this is. I want to watch your face this time.” She turns to look just as I thrust forward again. Her eyes slam shut when I fill her full of me. I pull both hands from her ass and lay over her, holding her as I drive into her over and over, loving the look on her face the entire time.

  When she releases, I go quick. Seeing her like that was all I needed. I knew she’d be a sight to see in that moment.

  “Damn it, Jake. This is why I didn’t want to start with you.” I pull out and start to pull up my jeans.

  “What’s the big deal?”

  “The big deal is…. I just got fucked at work. Which is a huge violation of company policy.”

  “Fuck that policy.” She’s adjusting her tits back into that tiny dress.

  “No. This can’t happen here again.”

  “Ok. I can respect that. We’ll use our houses, or our vehicles, or a fuckin dirt road…”

  “Ok, ok. I get the drift.”

  “Why do you have to be so damn good at that?” I want to say ‘lots of practice’, but I’ve learned that doesn’t usually fly well.

  “I’m thinking you’re the one that’s so damn good.” She smiles as she slides the remaining material of her panties down her leg and over her high heeled shoe. She tosses it in the trash and now I’m mad at myself. She’ll be wearing that tiny fucking dress with no panties because of my barbarian ass.

  “You need to bring spare panties with you to work.”

  “No, I don’t. Because this will never happen again, remember?”

  “Yeah, there’s that. Not sure I can promise.”

  She walks to the glass overlooking the club below us.

  I slide in behind her and hug her as I stand up against her. She’s switching into business mode and I know I need to let her get to it. I get that. In fact, I admire it.

  “I’d better get down there.”

  “I’ll see you later tonight. I’ll be around here. I’m going to have G meet me here.”

  “Ok, stay out of trouble please. You’ve been enough of a distraction the last few days.” She kisses me, then leaves me standing at the window as she walks out of the room. I watch her move down the stairs and around the dance floor directly below me. My eyes don’t leave her, even when she makes it to the dive bar area. This office is badass. I mean shit, I can see everything.

  I can even see the man talking to her right now. I can see her reach around his neck and hug him. I can see his hands on her ass and I can definitely see his lips on hers.

  The lips that I just kissed. The ass I just had my hands all over. The woman I just fucked.

  “What the fuck? I’m out.” Pulling my phone from my pocket, I text G to see where he’s at. It’s time to get the fuck out of here. “She’s just another whore.”

  I take the stairs down while I finish texting G, then walk out the door. Vegas will be a little different than I planned.

  Stay tuned for Jake Volume Three and Four to be released THIS fall!

  Acknowledgments

  There’s people who are alway
s there for us. People we each consider family. We could never put ourselves out there without the love and support of these people.

  I always give the first shout out to the man who makes it possible for me to writes with such emotion. Nate has supported me in this journey unconditionally, and I’m not going to lie… it hasn’t been easy, but he has NEVER faltered from that support. Without him, this would not be possible! My kids also sacrifice time with their mom and for that I’ll always feel like I’m failing them. They are proud that their mom is an author and have loved watching this journey…. Even though they don’t get to read my books!

  We’d both like to thank our parents… I mean that’s two sets of parents that raised a badass! My parents are the reason I’m able to be so confident in anything I do. I know Jake talks about his all the time. It’s great to see such a big tattoed guy so soft for his Mom! By the way, I love my lil chats with her as well!

  Furious….. We love you so much that….. We wrote your ass in! I can’t wait to write with you! It’s going to be AMAZING! Your character is going to be so complex, the readers won’t even know how to handle it!

  Kel…. You always clean up our mess! Love ya girl… I mean who else could I trust with my babies? Thanks for the constant love…. Since In a Heartbeat! <3

  Christine… You’re the one I could go a long time without talking to because life has gotten busy… and I know you still have my back 1000%! You are my strategy girl!

  DANA…. YOU are simply amazing with all of the design work you do for us. You always nail it and I can’t even imagine what a mess I’d be in without you on my team! You get me… Not many do… in fact the designers before are no longer because of that exact reason!

  SE…. This happened finally! I’m ready to keep each other in line with that forward focus! It’s time to make it happen! Thanks for the loyalty and being a person I know I can share anything with and it doesn’t go anywhere!

  MWS…. My lifeline… My girls… My escape and place to vent if needed. THANK YOU for always being there and for making Jake and I feel welcome at so many signings through the year. It’s always a great signing when I get to see you girls! Many memories have been made with this group and I know there’s more to come!