by M. C. Cerny
“Let me take Hauk out to the patio, he probably needs to go, and then we can talk some more.” Jacob figured a few minutes of distance might benefit them both. The kiss from outside, before it had been interrupted, was still heating his blood and it hadn’t gone nearly as far as the previous time. After Hauk had done his business, they came back in and he led the dog to his room. Hauk jumped up on the bed and Jacob shook his head. Better Hauk was on the bed tonight then he and Katie anywhere near his bedroom. He was going to have to reign himself in. He had never before felt these emotions so quickly for anyone, and Katie was right…they barely knew each other. What was even more unfair was the advantage that Jacob had of knowing Katie in ways that could ultimately betray her trust if he didn’t come clean with her soon enough. The guilt was beginning to overwhelm him.
“Why don’t we sit? It’s almost eleven. Isn’t your friend Trevor on about now?” He was sure that watching her friend’s news coverage would kill the mood.
Jacob led Katie over to a large and soft, dark leather sofa; a huge flat screen TV covered the wall. Behind them, floor-to-ceiling windows were covered in sheer drapes that allowed the twinkling lights of the city to filter into the room. Jacob took a remote and turned up the recessed lighting of the room so that they weren’t in complete darkness.
“Can we watch anything but the news, please? Trevor is on, but he has a way of looking through the lens and right at me. It’s unnerving sometimes.” Katie sat down and felt herself almost sinking into the couch.
“Sure, I think I understand what you mean.” Jacob cursed himself and sat next to her, flipping through a few channels until a fairly recent movie came on the screen.
“Jacob, I have a confession I need to make.” Katie nervously swallowed and licked her top lip, a habit Jacob noticed she had when she was particularly nervous and unsure of herself.
“It can’t be that bad, Katie. However, I’d have to call my friend Nick if you want to make a real confession.”
“Uh, okay, but why is that?”
“He’s a priest.”
“You know a priest?” she asked, surprised.
He laughed. It did seem odd that he would know one, given his other line of work. “He used to be one. Sometimes I think he still is, but that’s another story.” Jacob held Katie’s hand and shifted closer to her.
Katie fidgeted for a second before taking a deep breath. “Trevor googled you.” Katie looked up at him with enormous, stormy blue eyes under her heavy lashes. He couldn’t help but find it funny. If this was her confession, it was definitely an interesting one. In some circles, he was considered the internet king for his computer technology.
“Then I’ll have to shake his hand the next time I see him.” Jacob laughed, acknowledging Trevor’s protective stance over her, glad that she had someone like that in her corner.
“Really? That doesn’t bother you?”
“Not at all. In fact, it probably answers a few burning questions you might have had.”
“Please tell me you’re not really a billionaire or anything like that.” Jacob laughed at Katie’s query. His net worth might be a little more complicated to explain, or at least where it came from most of the time.
“I guess I do alright. What did Trevor find? I’m a little curious what google has to say. I understand I have a fan page somewhere and a Wikipedia listing.”
“Well, I hadn’t thought to do it. I mean, I don’t usually do those things in my personal life. At work? Yes, of course. It’s my job to have correct sources and every bit of information possible,” Katie stammered and Jacob laughed.
“Uh, you know Wikipedia isn’t a primary source, right?” Jacob smiled.
“Oh, yeah, of course, but you’d be shocked what Wikipedia can tell you off the record. I guess I was just surprised.” Katie looked down at their joined hands in her lap.
“Surprised how?” Half that shit on Wikipedia had probably been planted by other operatives, Jacob mused.
“Well, the article said you own this building and have a software technology company worth a really obscene amount of money. You also work with the government and are never seen out in public, at least in New York.”
“So now you feel differently about me? Or at least my obscene amount of money?” Jacob leaned in closer to Katie, his mouth hovering near hers. Her breath smelled sweet, like the green tea ice cream. He looked into her eyes which she lowered. He liked being nose-to-nose with her, and rubbed his gently against hers. He took it as a good sign when she looked into his eyes, a dark crystal blue.
“No. It’s just…just that…I sort of know what it’s like to have people sometimes recognize you and want things from you for the wrong reasons. It makes life complicated. It makes relationships complicated. It’s probably why I’ve stayed away from those things the last year or so.” He was reminded again of the vague reference to her dead friend and the words she left unspoken. He knew she had been taken to task rather publically after his death, though she was blameless in the ordeal, no thanks to him and his brother.
“So it would make things complicated for us?” Sitting next to her, he eased even closer, putting an arm around her. He lightly touched her slightly exposed collarbone near the neckline of her dress.
“I don’t know. I mean, I report the local news, and you’re practically news yourself.” With that, Jacob thought Katie pretty much nailed their whole slew of issues right on its proverbial head. He definitely wanted to get her off this topic before his smart “almost” girlfriend figured him out.
“Have you dated much since moving to NYC?” He deliberately chose a topic to cool his ardor. He didn’t want to think of her with other men, but it might redirect her line of intelligent probing questions.
“Um, not very much, or not in the ways it counts. I had a boyfriend in high school and we went to college together. It was sort of expected that we would stay together, but he wanted nothing to do with moving to NYC and I wanted to stay after my internship with the station and they offered me a full-time job. It was like all my dreams were finally coming true. Then he broke it off and we haven’t spoken since.” Katie could feel his breath on her cheek and she turned her face towards him. His fingertips on her collarbone were making her breasts tighten and tingle.
“I guess that makes it his loss and my gain, Louis Lane.” He continued to assault her senses, and her body was in meltdown mode.
“You’re rhyming, Mr. Reed.” Katie closed her eyes. He was going to drive her good sense over the cliff.
“So formal. Yes, I did, didn’t I?”
“You keep calling me that. Why?”
“You’re very tenacious, and you remind me of her. Maybe not so much the old one in the original movies, but kind of like Terri Hatcher…always getting into scrapes.” Jacob nuzzled Katie’s neck, distracting her, lightly planting kisses. The dampness his lips left as he nipped her chilled skin made her tightly closed legs feel damp in her core.
“So I guess that means you’re going to have to keep saving me then…from myself, of course.” She could feel his chuckle against her oversensitive skin. Voluntarily, she arched her neck giving him more access.
“I don’t mind, if you don’t,” Jacob said playfully.
Katie’s eyes fluttered closed and Jacob touched his lips to hers. This time there were no distractions…no flashes and no dogs begging for attention. Katie put her hands on Jacob’s arms. She could feel the bands of thick muscles under his dress shirt. His body heat came through his shirt, warming her palms. His shoulders and body where much broader than hers; a protective shelter. Jacob nudged her chin up to kiss her deeper, opening her mouth. He slipped his tongue inside to gently play. Katie moaned and her mouth opened wider, letting Jacob fully in. She opened like a night orchid, seeking and needing more. His hand came up to her throat. He could feel her heartbeat and gently rubbed his thumb over her collarbone. He noticed what seemed to be a particularly sensitive spot on her. Even though he was careful, Katie winced sligh
tly. Her shoulder was still a little sore and bruised from Monday’s mugging. She couldn’t hide the involuntary shrinking back and indrawn breath.
“Ah, I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I’ll be more careful with you.” He took painstaking care with Katie, shifting their positions so she would be more comfortable and not hurt her shoulder further.
She could feel Jacob urging her gently into the softness of the sofa. He moved her from her sitting position and brought her legs up to rest on the sofa, taking her pink high heels off. He unbuckled the cute bow strap around her ankles. She vaguely heard them clunk to the floor as she scooted up the sofa and into a more comfortable position, her lips never leaving Jacob’s. He leaned over her and shifted a leg between her thighs. They parted instinctively and the cool air between her overheated limbs chilled her, making her body wind up tighter. She could feel the warm hum through her body again, particularly at the juncture of her thighs, a part of herself she had shut off for so long. Katie’s magenta jersey-wrap dress allowed Jacob many liberties. Strangely, Katie still felt at ease with him and didn’t shrink back from his continued exploration, his fingers dancing slowly between her breasts.
Jacob continued his assault on Katie’s mouth, kissing her deeper and urging her to take more of him into her mouth. He tried to hold back and not come off as aggressive. Luckily for him, she eagerly continued to follow his lead. When he felt her respond and pull him down to cover her body, he knew the battle was over and he took it to the next level. His hand moved slowly from her collarbone a second time, cupping her breast lightly, then back up to pull the left shoulder of her dress more open. Katie was more finely-boned than most women so the dress slipped with ease. Her bra strap followed as Jacob kissed his way to her cheek, to her neck, to her shoulder until he was just above her breast. She arched towards him and Jacob grazed his fingers along the outside curve of her breast, slowly pulling down the bra cup until he touched her nipple with his fingers. He then covered it with his warm and wet mouth, suckling her for a moment. His mouth tugging on her nipple, combined with her exposed chest in the cool apartment, sent chills through her. Her mind was racing and her body was responding involuntarily to needs she had tried to long to ignore.
It was completely unfair to Katie’s mind that she was becoming undressed under Jacob’s direction, but she was being denied the same liberties. She began to struggle under Jacob until she had wiggled her hands free and started to unbutton his dress shirt. As she tried to pull it free from his pants, he cradled her and half sat up to help her get the shirt off. As she struggled to get free of her bra, which held her tangled, Jacob untied her wrapped belt to free her from the dress. He pulled his undershirt off and tossed it to the floor. Both now topless, they took in each other’s form. Katie felt heat rise from her waist up to her ears.
He could see the faint abrasions and bruising on her shoulder and back. While Katie brushed them off as no big deal, he knew they had to be uncomfortable. He planned to kiss every mark on her body.
Jacob didn’t need to puff his chest out like an aggressive male because he was well-built and years of service had naturally honed his muscles, which he continued to keep fit. The tattoo on the underside his left forearm was a dark pattern of ink from his wrist to his elbow. Katie took in his tanned chest and faint scars that littered his right shoulder. She traced the scars and leaned in close to kiss them. “I’m sorry about however these happened. It must have been painful.”
Katie kissed the ridges of scarred skin and kissed her way up his neck, making him groan as if the pain was fresh. She humbled him as no one else ever had or could. Old military wounds never went away, and Katie’s desire to heal them gave Jacob a comforting balm. His other hand began to stroke Katie’s right shoulder and down her side, gently grazing her right breast. She shuddered and Jacob leaned over her to kiss her and tugged her right nipple between his fingers. Rubbing his thumb over the distended peak before licking it with his tongue, Katie gasped as she felt the wetness touch her breast and flood between her legs. She moaned loudly this time, almost hissing between clenched teeth, and Jacob knew he was going to have to end this perilously close.
“That’s it Katie. I want to hear you. It’s only us here.” Jacob covered Katie with his warm chest and she held onto him tightly. She felt disorientated by the flooding sensations. Jacob sensed a very repressed and passionate nature in Katie, which he hoped to coax out of her. She’d soon forget any harbored regrets with her college boyfriend, Jacob would make damn sure of that.
“Jacob.” Katie panted to catch her breath, her eyes only half open, her mind reeling from her body’s reaction. He kissed her again. His tongue diving deep this time, he played with her tongue, playfully sucking it into his mouth and tracing the roof of her mouth before exploring her bottom lip. He rubbed his palms over her breasts, molding them gently, thumbing her nipples and coaxing them into hardened peaks again. He slowly brought her hands up over her head to make her more accessible to his continued exploration. She arched her back, and he took the opportunity to put one of the silly decorative pillows underneath her.
“You can scream if want to.” He smiled, kissing her. Jacob was pretty sure that she wasn’t a quiet kind of girl; maybe not a yeller, but definitely not quiet. She could feel him smile as he whispered into her ear and held her arms over her head. He kissed and suckled her neck. Smiling to herself, she wondered if she’d have any marks to cover up later. Jacob continued his assault on both her breasts, sucking one nipple and then the other, blowing on them. He traced the outer rim with his tongue and the dampness from his mouth made Katie breathe deeply, panting to catch her breath.
“Don’t hold back on me, sweetheart. It’s just us here.” Katie moaned. He kissed the center of her chest before stealing kisses down her flat stomach, where she felt the scruff of his face rub her sensitized skin. His left hand continued to play with her breasts, petting and stroking her. His right hand grazed down her side to rest on her hip. Katie was wearing bright pink lacy panties, which matched her dress. Jacob toyed with the string that came up over her hipbone. He debated his next move for a few long seconds.
“Um, Jacob?” Katie was not fully aware, slightly tipsy from sake and drunk on desire, but she knew things were quickly spiraling towards a dangerous place.
She looked down into his dark eyes, and he rested his chin on her soft belly for a second. “Not ready, sweetheart?” Jacob was torn to stop himself. Guilt was beginning to gnaw at him, but not enough to cool his selfish desires.
Katie whimpered and seemed just as torn. “I guess that depends on what you were thinking.” Katie felt embarrassed for stopping him. She was a grown woman, but her parents raised her to be a different kind of woman and a guilty little voice nagged her in her mother’s tone. She never rushed into things, no matter how right it felt at the moment.
“We can slow things down and you can tell me to stop at any time.” Jacob had a raging hard on, almost enough to make his eyes cross, but he refused to frighten her. She had suddenly become very important to him. He tried to calm her down by rubbing his hand slowly over her abdomen.
“Oh, okay.” Katie squeezed her eyes shut. He was torturing her.
“Do you want me to stop now?” Jacob swirled his tongue around and in her belly button, kissing her lower abdomen.
“Um…yes, no. I…um…” Katie closed her eyes, taking in the sensations, Jacob had released her arms so her hands came to rest in his hair, rubbing his scalp. He continued to kiss her, moving closer to her hipbone and circling it with his tongue. She hesitated, then pulled him closer. It was too much too soon, but it felt so good. Forming a coherent thought was painful at the moment.
“Should I stop now?” He kissed just a fraction lower, in the crease of her pelvic bone and slim leg.
“Um…” Katie was panting again, her eyes closed. His fingers were barely touching her, almost dancing on her skin. If he moved a fraction lower, she would come for the first time in her life. It was terrifying, ye
t tempting at the same time.
“Jacob, please.” She would beg if she had to. If he wanted her to say it, she would. Her body was greedy for release and it took over her mind, which was helpless to respond. Warmth and wetness was flooding her vagina deep inside and the sensitive tissue was swelling in a painful pleasure that she couldn’t describe.
“Hmm?” Jacob breathed over the juncture of her thighs. His fingers gently drew the pink lace away from her ivory skin, his hot breath heating her body from within. The vibration of his responding question pushed her ever closer to the edge of shattering. Jacob felt himself longing to taste her, even if it was just for a brief moment.
“Please, Jacob, please.” Katie ran her fingers in his short hair again, tugging him slightly closer. At this point, she felt lost to temptation, surrendering fully to his will. She closed her eyes and her hips arched into him. She would figure out the consequences of her decision later.
Jacob painstakingly parted the lacy panties from covering her, his fingertips grazing the outer lips of her vagina. She whimpered, louder this time, and continued to arch into him. He used his tongue to lick outside first, then in the crease of her leg, then closer to her opening again. She emitted heat and feminine scents unique only to her. Jacob breathed her in and continued to lick closer until he circled her clitoris. Katie felt so tightly strung that teardrops leaked from behind her tightly closed eyelids. Her panting deepened and she moaned loudly, fully surrendering.
“Please, Jacob, don’t stop.” Her short nails grazed the back of his neck and he rubbed his thumb softly over her clit, inserting his tongue into her opening. Gently, he pushed her legs open wider, spreading her labia. He licked deeply, penetrating her, tasting her sweet juices. He went back to sucking on her clit and inserted a finger inside her, slowly rubbing the tender flesh with the rough pad of his thumb. She was so wet that his finger easily slid past the tight sheath.
