Jay (Castle Ink Book 2)

by Amy Davies

  “I messed up, didn’t I?”

  “No, babe. I know that I would have reacted the same way if I had phoned you and heard you talking to another guy, while drunk. Hell, I would have hunted you down so I could beat the bloke to a fucking pulp. No one touches what's mine.” A shiver runs through me at his words. It really shouldn’t turn me on having Jay speak like this, about beating some man up, but it does. Wow, I have read way too many books where the alpha guy punches someone and the main female character gets all horny because of it. It is not a usual reaction from me, since I hate violence. But hearing Jay say it... Whoa. I also think that, deep down, both Jay and I know that he would never hit someone for no reason.

  “Do you have any more appointments today?” Jay asks. I shake my head at him, telling him no.

  “I sent Chris home early because we are quiet this afternoon.”

  “Good, you can come home with me. I get to have you all to myself for a few hours.” He smirks at me, bloody pervert.

  “Can we go to mine instead, please? I need to check on MJ and Stark.” He nods his head.

  “Anything you want, Kitten. You know that now you have put a claim on me, you are stuck with me forever. No losing me now.” He winks at me. "But since we are doing the whole claiming thing… You are mine, also. I am officially claiming you, Miss Dawson. And I don't share, ever." his voice takes a gravely tone, which says that he means what he is saying. I just got claimed, and what woman doesn't want to be claimed by a man like Jay Castle.

  I get to spend the rest of the day with my boyfriend, that just defended my honour with my arsey ex-boyfriend. I am pretty sure I can give him a little reward when we get back to mine.

  jay

  It’s Valentine’s Day and I am taking Cassie out on the date to blow all other dates out of the water. I have booked us a three-day/two-night cruise. We leave this morning and arrive back home Sunday evening. We leave Southport and head to Hamburg before coming back home. It was Addy’s idea, and I am so fucking happy she helped me out. Yeah, I know women's bodies, but arranging dates… I suck arse. Chris has helped me out with the salon, and the packing of Cassie’s clothes. He did it all, and even went shopping to buy her some new things.

  The drive over to her house takes way too long, due to roadworks in town, and my nerves are going haywire. Music is playing through my car radio, but it’s doing shit all to help calm me down. I am hoping that this weekend away will be the time we take the final step. I am so fucking itching to be buried deep inside of her. To feel her tighten around me. We have done other stuff, and it is just making my excitement level go through the roof. She’s sucked me off a few times, and I have gotten to taste her a few times, too, and let me tell you… All the men in the world are missing out not tasting her, and that makes me one happy fucker to know that no one else will get to taste my kitten - or feel her.

  I finally pull up outside Cassie’s house and turn the car engine off, before I climb out and jog up to her door. It swings open before I can lift my hand and knock. Kitten is standing there in brown knee-high boots over blue jeans, and a loose knit jumper with one side baring her shoulder to me, her creamy skin tantalizing. She has her hair styled half up and pinned back, and the rest down, it makes her look younger.

  “You are fucking beautiful.” The words spurt from my mouth before I can stop them. But fuck if I didn’t mean it. A sweet blush creeps up her neck and cheeks, making my dick even harder in my jeans.

  “Thank you, handsome. You look quite hot there yourself.” I look down at myself and take in my black outfit. Well, except for my blue and white plaid shirt.

  “I know.” I throw a wink at her and she giggles.

  “Modest much. Come in, I just need to grab my bag.” I follow her inside her place and shut the door behind me. I notice that MJ and Stark are nowhere to be seen, Chris must have picked them up already. Still wanting to drag the surprise out for a little longer, I feign curiosity as to where they might be.

  “Who has MJ and Stark?” I call out to her. She is in her bedroom, doing girly things, I would guess.

  “It is really strange, like Dr Strange type. Chris wants them for the weekend to see if Rich is a ‘future-pet-type-of-man’. I don’t know, it was all weird to me,” she explains as she walks back down the stairs to me. My breath catches again at the sight of this woman before me. She is all fucking mine. She stops on the bottom step and watches me watch her. We are locked in each other’s gazes, and this is like one of those Hallmark movie moments.

  Soppy bastards.

  I step closer, and she stays on the bottom step, bringing her to my eye level. I lift and rest my hands on her hips, holding her in place as I lean in and kiss her, softly at first. But her taste drives me crazy. And as I deepen the kiss, pure male satisfaction fires in my blood as she moans. I am more than happy to swallow any sounds that she makes. My tongue presses into her mouth, feeling how warm and sweet she is. I could stay here with her all day, but we have better places to be. I need to be the gentleman I always thought I was, but my dick is screaming at me for being a fucking idiot right now. But he will thank me later.

  “Baby, we need to go,” I say, and step away. I hold my hand out for her, and she grasps it, before I pull her towards the living room where I saw her coat laying across the back of the couch. I let her hand go and lift her coat up, opening it up for her to slip on. See, I can be the gentleman.

  “Thank you, kind Sir,” she says with a hint of sexy in her voice. My cock takes notice – hell, he notices everything that she does. He will be singing ‘Praise the Lord’ by the end of this weekend. Fuck, in a few hours, if we are extra lucky.

  “So, where are we going, Mr C?”

  “Now that is a surprise, my dear Kitten,” I whisper in her ear, making her shiver. I know it is me making her do that, and not the cold - we are still inside her house.

  “Not fair.” She sticks her bottom lip out, pouting like toddler.

  “Oh, Kitten, I will bite that lip if you don’t put it away,” I warn her. She knows what she does to me and my poor cock. I am pretty sure she does this sexy but innocent shit on purpose.

  “Fine.” She walks past me and picks up her phone and keys from the table, and stops by the front door, giving me the ‘move-it’ look. I salute her and walk outside, watching as she closes and locks the door, before walking to my car.

  * * *

  When Cassie saw the signs saying that we were headed for the port, she had a freak out, screaming at me about MJ and Stark, the salon, if her family knew that I was kidnapping her. Yes, you read that right. She accused me of kidnapping her like some baddie in a movie. Crazy chick. I just laughed at her, which made her slap my arm harder, hurting her hand in the process. By the time I explained where we were going, we had arrived, and she had calmed down.

  I was lucky enough to get the cabin with a balcony this weekend. Now we’re sitting in our cabin, it was great for what we wanted, which was time to ourselves. When we first got shown into our cabin, we dumped our bags and went exploring around the ship. Fucking huge, was an understatement. It was a lot to take in, but even with everything there was to see and do onboard, all I wanted to do was get my kitten alone and naked. Yes, definitely naked.

  I turn slightly and kiss the top of her head, before breathing in her scent. I love the way she smells. Creepy, I know, but fuck it. We planned on grabbing something to eat and then coming back here, but then Cassie found the room service card and she went crazy, ordering foods that she has never tired. We were stuffed, to say the least, but I’m hungry for something else, and I think she is, too. Every time I touch her bare skin, she shivers. I feel Cassie’s hand slide up under my t-shirt, and it’s my turn to shiver. Her touch sends shockwaves of arousal through my body, reacting only for her.

  She traces my abs softly, then drags her short nails over the patch of light hair that I have leading down to my dick. Yeah, I kept it there after the whole Fifty Shades thing, where the ladies went crazy over what�
��s-his-name’s ‘happy-trail’. I bite my lip and look down at her. We have turned the lights off, and only the light from the setting sun is streaming through the open balcony door, gilding her face, giving it a perfect glow. She looks breathtaking.

  “Baby, you need to stop touching me before I pass Go and collect my two-hundred-pounds finder’s fee. If you know what I mean.” She chuckles, and the sound hits me in the dick.

  “Maybe I want you to get the finder’s fee,” she whispers from my side. Holy fucking shit. Did she just say what I thought she said?

  “Don’t tempt me, Kitten.” I shift our bodies so that she’s flat on her back, and I am leaning over her, my elbow holding me up. I take in the lustful look in her eyes, and I can see, my girl wants to me to fuck her six ways to Sunday. I lay one of my legs between hers and add a little pressure to her pussy. The jeans she’s wearing are in the way, but I am a man of many talents and can make them disappear in no time at all. She moans from the pressure, and I lean in and take her mouth in an erotic kiss. Tasting her, leaving my mark on her lips is something I love doing, and I can’t wait to do it to her body.

  “You have me, Jay. Now, what are you going to do with me?” She thrusts her hips up, meeting my steel hard dick in my jeans. I groan. Damn these fucking clothes. I sit up and step off the bed. Cassie’s eyes lock with mine as she leans up on her elbows, watching me. I grip the neck of my t-shirt and slowly pull it off my body. Her gasps make my blood heat more. My feet are bare, so when I open my belt and jeans, they fall to the floor, and I easily step out of them. Finally, I stand in front of her.

  “Like what you see, Kitten?” I watch as she speaks no words, but sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and nods her head. “I do, too. But I think it would be better if you evened the clothing field out, babe. So, what do you say you strip for me?” I nod my head in her direction. She is quiet for some time, and I get the sinking feeling that she’s changed her mind. Then she shocks the shit out of me with her next words.

  “If you want it, come and get it, Captain Awesome.” She smiles seductively at me, and my resolve breaks. I dive on the bed and Cassie screams with laughter. It bounces around the room, and I have no doubt that the cabins on either side of us will hear our love-making. I slam my mouth onto hers in a heated, frantic kiss; branding her. My hands have a mind of their own, touching her, pulling at her clothes to get her naked. It doesn’t take me long before I have her stripped down to her underwear. I sit back on my knees and take in the goddess in front of me. Her skin has started to flush, even though I have barely touched her.

  This wicked sexual connection between us is out of this world, we just click. It’s so easy with us, easy and fucking sexy. This woman has made me feel so much in the small amount of time I’ve known her, more than any of the women I have been with put together, and that is including Rachel. Fuck, I thought Rachel was the one, but the way Cassie makes me feel… I now know that what me and Rach had was pure lust. I shake my head, clearing the thoughts of Rachel, and concentrate on the woman in front of me.

  “What’s wrong?” I blink a few times at her voice. I focus on her and smile. I can’t tell her what I was thinking.

  “Nothing, babe. Now, where were we?” I lower myself again and take her mouth in a searing kiss, our tongues playing and teasing each other. I leave her mouth and lay soft kisses across her jawline and down her neck, sucking every so often. She arches her back, forcing her tits into my chest, and I take the opportunity to reach behind her and unclip her bra, slowly pulling the piece of material from her body. She has to have the world's best tits ever made.

  “These are mine. Fucking perfect.” I moan as I take a swipe of her peaked nipple with my tongue, before nipping it with my teeth.

  “Ahhhhh,” Cassie cries out. I shift my body so I’m laying between her toned thighs, and take a breast in each hand and cover them with kisses and licks, biting her nipples one at a time. Her cries and moans fill the cabin as I move down her body, never taking my lips from her heated skin. Her creamy, warm skin. If she feels this good on the outside, then I know she will feel fucking amazing when I am inside her. I kiss across her toned stomach and slide my fingers into the hem of her knickers. But I stop and burst out laughing at what I see.

  cassie

  I am lost in the sweet but sensual kisses that Jay is leaving all down my body. His mouth is bloody amazing. I could never give up his mouth. I arch my back as he kisses just below my bellybutton, but my craving for him is cut short when Jay bursts out laughing. I sit up on my elbows and look down at the sexy man between my thighs. Why the hell is he laughing? He rests his forehead on my pelvis, right on top of my knickers. I frown at him and wait, not so patiently, for him to stop laughing. He lifts his head and I see tears of laughter streaming down his face.

  “Oh, God...You kill…me,” he says between gasps. I am still confused. I have no clue why he is laughing at me. Shame races through me and I try to pull myself up the bed and away from him. He has never laughed at me before, none of the times he has gone down on me. So why now?

  “Baby, stop. I’m sorry. This is just too funny. I fucking love them. You need more of these.”

  “Love what? More of what, Jay?” He slides one of his large hands over my belly and holds me there, his thumb ducking under the material of my knickers, stroking me.

  “These.” He lifts the elastic part of my knickers and lets the material go with a snap. I yelp as it connects with my skin.

  “Huh?” I drop my gaze to the material covering my lady parts, and chuckle. All my insecurities melt away. I’m wearing the new knickers that I bought over Christmas, white cotton knickers with the slogan ‘Dirty Nerdy’ in black bold font.

  “Bloody hell, Jay. I thought you were laughing at me, not my underwear. Give a girl a complex, why don’t you!” I fling myself back down onto the bed and close my eyes. Bloody men. My irritation is short lived when Jay whips my knickers off my body and I lay bare before him.

  “I need a taste of my dirty nerdy, now.” He doesn’t wait a second before he licks me from bottom to top, circling my clit with his pointed tongue. I cry out, but he doesn't stop, he keeps up the action, bringing me closer and closer to my impending orgasm.

  “More,” I pant out. He obeys like the good boyfriend he is.

  You like that, Kitten?” I nod my head, words refusing to form in my mouth. “I want to hear you purr, baby. Give it to me.” And like the good girlfriend I am, I do. I freaking purr like the kitten getting the cream, but in this case, it’s Jay who’s getting the cream. Without hesitation, he slams two fingers into my dripping core, causing me to scream out his name as my back arches off the bed. My orgasm takes over, tightening every muscle and joint in my body. My breathing is heavy, like I have just run a ten-mile marathon. I feel Jay move from between my legs, and I lift my head to see what he’s doing. My eyes bug out when I see him stroking his latex covered dick. Where did he get that from?

  “You gonna purr for me again, Kitten?”

  I nod. “Was I purring?” I ask.

  “Yeah, baby, a perfect fucking sound. But now I need to bury myself so deep inside you that you’ll feel me for days to come. And come you will.” I stare, wide-eyed, as he crawls over my body like a lion stalking his prey. He rests his large, toned body between my legs. I feel his dick resting on the top of my mound, and I thrust up a little as need pulses through my blood.

  “Please, Jay.” He smirks down at me. I wait patiently, our gazes locked. He puts all his weight on one hand, as he reaches for his dick with his other. Lining himself up with my wet opening, he rubs the head of his shaft along my wet core, rubbing the juices up and over my clit. A spark hits me in the perfect place, right before he pushes in an inch. He stretches me, and we both moan out in pleasure.

  “Fuck, you are so tight, baby. God, you feel fucking perfect. Fuck.” I lift my arms to his tight bum and pull him closer.

  “In. Me. All the way, please,” I pant out. I need to feel him in me, all of
him. I watch his neck stretch as he throws his head back in pleasure, but he doesn’t push in more. He takes a deep breath and brings his eyes back to my face.

  “Baby, I need to feel you, but I don’t think I can go slow right now. I promise, I will take my time with you next time. Over and over again.” I can only nod my head at him. Without a second to waste, Jay slams home. He’s still for what feels like forever, before he starts to move. In and out. In and out, he moves his perfect hips in a motion that will make ladies around the world fall to their knees in front of him and beg him to make love to them.

  “Oh fuck,” he grinds out, bringing my thoughts back to us, in this room, making love. Well, if you can call rapid, hip-thrusting sex making love, then have at it. Jay keeps up his pace, making my body heat with need to come over him. I let my inner sex kitten out just for him. Just for Jay Castle, the man I am falling in love with. I feel a gush of wetness between my legs at the thought of loving this man for the rest of our lives.

  “God, whatever had you gushing like that, keeping thinking it, Kitten,” Jay pants out. He lifts my right leg over his shoulder and sinks in deeper.

  “Oh, God, that feels good, Jay. I’m going to come if you keep that up,” I mutter.

  “That’s what I want, babe. I want you to feel good, I want you to come all over my cock. And then you're going to clean it off for me. Aren’t you, my dirty nerdy?”

  “Hell yes,” I all but scream. Jay grabs my left leg and puts it over his left shoulder with my other one. It feels tighter this way. I lift my gaze to Jay and see his eyes roll into the back of his head. I want to giggle, but stop myself when he reaches around my legs and runs his thumb over my clit. That is all the extra touch I need. Another orgasm skyrockets through my body, and I scream out Jay’s name. I get lost in the erotic pulses that are coursing through my body. I see stars - literally. I honestly thought that was some detail authors wrote in a book for added effect, but holy freaking shit.