“Are you sure about this, Jake? I don’t want a repeat of last time.” Even though my body craves this man’s touch, I am wary. Understandable, seeing as he freaked out after our last kiss.
My heart is pounding as I wait for him to answer me. I am willing him with every fibre of my being to say that he is sure about this. About us.
He looks intently at me and studies my face before he answers.
“I was a fool last time, I can’t fight it anymore. I want you, Stacey. I need you.”
His words undo me.
It’s all I need to hear.
I put my hands behind his neck and bring his face closer to mine. As we are about to kiss, the lift stops, and the doors begin to open. We jump apart, and a group of four people get in and stand in front of us. Damn them. Just as things were about to get physical, we get interrupted.
The sexual tension in this lift is unbearable. I need to get out of here, I need to feel Jake’s hands on me again.
The lift seems to take forever to reach the ground floor and when it finally does, Jake puts his arm around my waist and guides us to the exit. His limo is already outside, waiting at the curb for us. Eric greets us and holds the door open for us to get in.
I can barely contain my excitement at the thought of what might happen.
Jake sits opposite me and simply says four words that are like music to my ears. “Your place or mine?”
“Yours.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
We get back to Jake’s house and barely make it through the front door before his lips find mine. Our kiss starts out soft but quickly becomes frenzied. It’s like we can’t get enough of each other. All the pent-up frustration of the last few weeks have come to a head.
Jake puts his hands on my ass and lifts me up, so that I am straddling his torso. Thank God I picked a dress with a thigh high split. Although, if I had chosen a dress that was going to rip, I don’t think I would even care at this moment in time.
He carries me up the two flights of stairs, our lips never leaving one another, and he takes me into his bedroom. He lies me down on the bed and then breaks our kiss. I let out a little moan at the loss of contact.
Jake stares down at me and begins to speak.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispers. He strokes my cheek as I lean my face into his hand. He stands up and takes his suit jacket off. I quickly sit up and stop his hands as he reaches the top button of his shirt.
“Let me,” I say in my most seductive voice.
He lets his hands fall to his sides as I begin to undo his buttons, slowly. When I am done, I stand up and slide the shirt down his arms. The material falls to the floor and I place my hands on his chest. His muscles ripple and it takes all of my willpower not to hurry things along.
I want to savour every moment of this.
My hands make their way down to his trousers and I unbuckle them. They fall to the floor and Jake steps out of them before kicking them to one side. My hands find the rim of his boxers, but he steps back, halting my progress.
“You have too many layers on. Let’s even things out and remove this dress.” He takes hold of hands and moves my arms, so I am holding them above my head. He finds the side zip and slowly undoes it before pushing the material of the dress down my body, until it is pooling at my feet.
I stand there with just a pair of white lace knickers on, and my shoes.
Jake nods approvingly. “You are breath taking.”
I feel my legs quiver at his sensual words. I can’t speak. A part of me is subconsciously waiting for him to run again. I hope that he doesn’t. I don’t think that I could bare it if he walked away a second time.
His hands skim up the sides of my body until he reaches my breasts, and he gently caresses them as he leans down to kiss my neck. I close my eyes and put all thoughts of him running away to the back of my mind. I feel his lips trail across my skin until they reach my right nipple. He gently licks and sucks which heightens how turned on I am right now. I can’t think straight.
Jake proceeds to do the same to the other nipple before he finds my lips again. We kiss, and his hands travel back down my body until his fingers hook into the sides of my knickers. Before I know what is happening, Jake has ripped the lace from my body and thrown the knickers onto the floor. He then pushes me back onto the bed and lifts one of my legs into the air so that he can take my shoe off. He repeats the same manoeuvre with the other leg before swiftly removing his boxers and climbing on top of me.
“I’m going to make you scream my name, Stacey.” I gasp at his words and stroke his back with my nails, enjoying the feel of goose-bumps on his skin.
Jake continues his delicious torture by kissing a trail all the way down my body, finally reaching my most intimate place. He pushes my legs apart, so that I am spread before him. He gently parts me and softly blows on my clit before licking it with his tongue. As he starts to swirl his tongue around in circles, I feel my insides start to tighten, bringing me closer to orgasm.
He pushes his fingers inside me and I am done for. I scream out his name as he continues to pleasure me until I have ridden out my orgasm. He makes his way back up my body and smirks. I feel his erection pushing against my opening. No words are needed as he slowly enters me. The feel of him inside me is like pure bliss.
My fingers grip his strong arms as he starts off with a slow rhythm. He returns his mouth to my nipples and gently bites them, and I grip his arms harder as I urge him to go faster. His speed picks up pace and I start to pant as I can feel another orgasm approaching.
Another one? Well, this is new.
Never in my life have I come more than once during a sexual encounter before.
“Look at me,” Jake says. My eyelids are heavy, but I manage to open them fully so that I can look at him. His eyes capture me, his caramel pools sparking various emotions within me. Jake continues to increase his speed and I know that I can’t hold on much longer.
“Jake, I’m nearly there,” I say breathlessly. This seems to spur him on even more. His lips crash onto mine and I moan into his mouth.
Whilst he continues to pound into me, he moves one of his hands and places his thumb on my clit. He then moves his thumb in small circles and I break our kiss to shout out his name again.
I can feel that he is getting close as his breathing has changed. I tighten all of my muscles, gripping around him to heighten our combined pleasure.
“Come now, Stacey,” Jake says on a growl. I obey and let myself be taken into oblivion by him as he finds his release at the same time.
We both cry out until our orgasms are complete.
Jake collapses on top of me as we both try to regain our breath.
“I have been waiting for that for so long,” Jake says, his face buried into my neck.
I lie there, feeling more than satisfied. I remember how he made me feel all those months ago when he was just some one-night stand, but those feelings are nothing compared to what I am experiencing right now.
This man is perfect.
Emotion threatens to overtake me as I try to divert my thoughts from how strongly I feel for him. This moment is one that I will never forget, and I will certainly accompany him to more events in the future if this is how they all end.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
I wake up to find that I am alone in Jake’s bed. I immediately sit up, covering myself with the duvet and strain my ears in order to hear any noises. I don’t hear anything.
Shit, what have I done? Jake is obviously regretting what happened last night, otherwise he would be here. Oh no, Stacey, you bloody idiot. You were friends with him, but you couldn’t just leave it at that, could you?
I am silently cursing myself at how stupid I have been to give into my feelings for him. I hang my head and wonder how on earth I am going to prepare myself for the rejection all over again.
Why did you have to cross the line and sleep with him?
Now I will have definitely lost him as a fri
end, as well as anything else.
As I am about to climb out of the bed, Jake walks into the room, whistling to himself. Oh my. He is standing there, holding a tray with what appears to be breakfast food, in just his boxers. My eyes drink in his magnificent form.
He smiles and walks over to the bed. “I have made some breakfast in the form of coffee and toast. I hope that this is to madam’s satisfaction?” He’s in a playful mood. Thank God for that.
“Well, one can’t have smoked salmon every day,” I tease back. We both laugh and relief rushes through me.
He’s still here. He hasn’t run off.
Jake places the tray at the end of the bed, then climbs in next to me, leans over and kisses me passionately. I return the kiss and feel my sex start to awaken. He slowly pulls back, breaking our connection too quickly for my liking.
“Good morning, Miss Paris.”
“Good morning yourself.”
“I think that breakfast can wait a while,” he says, making me feel excited all over again.
He moves the breakfast tray from the bed and onto the floor. He then moves the duvet off of me and pulls me on top of him. He settles back on the bed, so that his back is leaning against the head board. I grin and move my lips, so they connect with his skin. I start by kissing down his neck, and I keep going until I am level with his boxers. I gesture for Jake to lift his ass so that I can remove them. He obliges, and I quickly get the material out of my way. Without any warning, I take him fully into my mouth.
“Holy shit,” he says as he grips the headboard above him with both hands. I move up and down his length and swirl my tongue across the tip. Jake’s moaning turns me on even more. I’ve never enjoyed this activity before, but now, I can’t get enough. I grab his balls with my hand and gently massage, feeling his legs stiffen as I do.
“Fuck, Stace,” is all I hear before I feel him release his load into my mouth. I drink every drop and then kiss my way back up his body. “Well,” he says, a little out of breath. “That is something that I could wake up to every morning.”
“Play your cards right, Jake, and it might just happen.” I appear to have turned into a kinky bitch in the space of a few hours.
Jake flips me on my back, so that he is on top of me and enters me hard, without any warning. I let out a yelp at the sudden intrusion, but it is an intrusion that is most welcome. He pumps into me, bringing me to orgasm quickly, and he follows a few strokes later.
Jake climbs off of me and turns me, so that I am lying on my side, facing away from him. He then settles behind me and pulls me into his arms. I love the feel of him wrapped around me and I nuzzle into him as much as I possibly can.
“Mmm,” he mumbles as he nibbles gently on my ear lobe. “Now that is a great start to the day.”
I giggle, but it is brought to an abrupt halt by the realisation that we haven’t used a condom.
Oh my God, how could I have been so careless? And how did I not realise this before now?
“Jake, we haven’t used a condom,” I say, panic evident in my voice.
“Are you on the pill?” Jake inquires.
“Well, yes but––”
“Then there’s nothing to worry about. I had a health check just before I last slept with you, and I haven’t been with anyone since. I’m all clean,” Jake states confidently. Phew, well, there’s a relief. “How about you?”
“I was checked after Charles and I split up. All clean.”
“Well then, there really is nothing to worry about.” I relax against his chest. It isn’t exactly the most romantic conversation that I have ever had, but I feel better knowing that he has been checked out.
I feel so safe, here in his arms, and in his bed. This must be what heaven feels like. I am definitely floating on cloud nine this morning.
“Would you like some coffee now?” Jake asks me.
“Yes please.”
Jake sits up, picks up the breakfast tray and places it on the bed. I make myself comfy by leaning against the head board, mirroring Jake’s position. He hands me a cup of coffee and I gratefully take a sip. The coffee is just as delicious as I remember it, even if it is only lukewarm. Jake picks up a piece of cold toast and takes a bite. He screws his face up and puts the toast back on the plate.
“Ugh,” he says as I laugh at him. He looks so cute with his face all screwed up. “I’m going to go and pick us up some proper breakfast. Would madam like to order anything in particular?”
“Surprise me.”
“I thought you didn’t like surprises?” He lifts one eyebrow in question.
“I don’t as a rule. But your surprises have all been good so far, so I figure I can change my mind.” Jake gives me a quick kiss and gets out of bed. He puts on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt but fails to put any boxers on.
“I won’t be long. Don’t move.” He points his finger at me and I salute. I hear him leave the house a few moments later. I do move as I need to use the bathroom, and when I have finished, I return to the bed. I’m so happy right now.
I replay the events of last night when Jake’s phone ringing breaks through my thoughts. He obviously forgot to take it with him. I reach for his phone, which is on the bedside table, and see that Caitlin is calling him. I put the phone back down in disgust.
Why is she still ringing him? Hasn’t she gotten the message yet?
I decide to try and not let her get to me. I don’t want anything or anyone to spoil this moment of happiness.
I lie down and doze until I hear Jake return. He runs into the bedroom a few moments later and launches himself onto the bed. I scream as I think that he is going to smash into me. He manages to miss, but he quickly crawls over me and pins me to the bed.
“Did you move?” he asks, playfully.
“Only to use the bathroom,” I reply.
“Hmm, I’ll let you off on that one. Breakfast time.” Jake gets back off of the bed and goes to the bedroom door. I now see that he dropped a brown paper bag before launching himself at me. He comes back over and starts pulling food trays out of the bag. My stomach starts to grumble in anticipation of the great smelling food. I pick up one of the food trays and see that it is full of scrambled egg. I start to eat some, and Jake’s phone starts to ring again. Jake picks it up, sighs and cuts the call off.
“You okay?” I ask him. I don’t want to look like I am prying into his life. I want him to tell me because he wants to.
“Yeah. It’s just Caitlin. She keeps bothering me.” Good start, he has been honest with me. “She just doesn’t want to leave me alone. I’m consulting a solicitor about her next week.”
I stop eating the eggs and turn to look at him. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. This shit has been going on for too long. Caitlin needs help, but she won’t listen. The only thing I can do now is take legal action.”
Well, I wasn’t expecting that answer, but I am pleased that he is going to be taking action to stop her from contacting him. I finish my eggs and eat a couple of strips of crispy bacon before admitting defeat over being able to eat anything else. Jake’s phone rings another three times before he decides to switch it off. I can sense how irritated he is, so I suggest taking a shower to try to distract him. My idea works as he carries me to the ensuite and we re-explore each other’s bodies in the giant walk-in shower.
Chapter Thirty
“Fuck,” is all I hear Jake say from the bedroom before I hear him run into the hallway and down the stairs. I am getting dried after a steamy shower, so I have no idea what Jake is swearing at. I stand there, stunned by his outburst. I don’t have to put my dress back on from last night as I have found a pair of leggings that are mine from when I was staying here before. Luckily for me they were missed during the packing up of my belongings. I borrow one of Jake’s shirts which is huge on me, and I button it up to just above my breasts. I run a hairbrush through my hair and go down the stairs to see what is wrong.
I get to the kitchen and can hear voices coming from ou
tside. I walk to the huge patio doors, which look onto the garden, and see Caitlin.
Really? Does this girl have nothing better to do with her time?
I stop myself from walking outside, just in case Jake doesn’t want me to interrupt their conversation and hide behind the curtain, so I can listen.
“Jake, why are you doing this to me? I need you. Can’t you see that I need you? Is it that slut that you had here the other week? Is she the reason that we’re not together? I’ll take her out if you need me to?” Oh fuck me, this girl really is a lunatic. I stand frozen on the spot.
“You need to watch your mouth right now,” Jake says, and he sounds mad. “Get the fuck off of my property, Caitlin. I don’t want you here.”
“Jake, we can work this out. Come on, we’re good together.” Caitlin is pleading, and it sounds desperate. I feel a little sad for her that her life has come to this.
“I’m going to see a solicitor next week to get you out of my life. You need help Caitlin. You’re not well.”
“No,” I hear Caitlin start to sob. “Please, Jake, don’t do this. I love you.”
“Well, I don’t love you. How many more times do I need to tell you that? You just refuse to listen to me. I have tried being nice about this, but you are leaving me no choice but to go down the legal route.” I can hear him getting exasperated, so I decide to go and see if I can help.
This may be one of my stupidest ideas yet, but I feel I need to do something. My legs start to move, and I approach Jake and Caitlin with slight caution. Jake’s eyes go wide when he sees me. Caitlin has her back to me, so she hasn’t noticed me yet. I get up behind her and tap her on her shoulder. She whirls around, and her eyes narrow at the sight of me. Before she can say anything, and before I can lose my nerve, I start to speak.
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