I moan with my desire for him, which spurs him on even more. He trails kisses all the way down my body before reaching my sex and devouring me, hungrily. I am bucking and trembling within a minute. Jake knows exactly how to work me into a frenzy and I absolutely love it. Our bodies are so in tune with one another.
My impending orgasm starts to mount, and I moan his name out loud. Jake reaches up with his hands and starts to fondle my breasts at the same time as his tongue is swirling around my clit. I try to hold off my climax for as long as possible, but it’s no use. I can’t control it any longer. I let myself go as Jake takes me through my high and then slowly works me down. He trails kisses back up my body until his eyes are level with mine.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asks me in a breathy voice.
“Oh yeah,” I pant. “But I’m going to enjoy the feel of your cock inside me even more.” Jake claims my lips again and plunges his length into me quickly. I try to gasp, but Jake’s mouth on mine stops me from doing so.
Jake begins a punishing rhythm that has me feeling like I am on another planet. I am delirious with my love for this man. Our lips are still connected as Jake pounds into me harder with each stroke, and I start to build up to my second orgasm.
Jake is the master of multiple orgasms. I have only ever experienced these with him.
I break away from his lips as I bury my face in his neck and scream out his name in pleasure.
“Fuck,” Jake moans as we both come together.
Once finished, Jake collapses on top of me and I clamp my legs around his waist. I literally cannot be close enough to him. I scratch his back lightly, moving my hands up and down slowly.
“Mmm,” Jake mumbles in my ear, indicating that he is enjoying my hands roaming over his back. The sound he omits makes goose-bumps appear all over my body. The effect that he has on me is so strong. Jake shifts, so that his body is lying beside mine and I turn on my side, so that I am facing him.
He lightly trails his fingers down the side of my body and I shiver with delight.
“I’ve missed this,” Jake says, his tone soft.
“Me too,” I reply, giving him a gentle peck on the lips.
“Stace, I want to talk to you about something,” Jake says, looking serious, instantly putting me on alert.
“Sure. What’s up?”
“I’ve been thinking about this for the last few months but being at the hospital today made me realise something.” Jake takes a deep breath before continuing. “I want us to try for a baby.”
His words blow me away.
I frown as he just looks at me, waiting for my reaction.
“You want a baby?” I say in a quiet voice.
“Yeah, I want our baby.”
Well, fuck me, I wasn’t expecting that.
“Jake,” I say his name softly. “I don’t really think that now is the right time for us to be trying for a baby.” The look of disappointment on his face doesn’t escape my attention. “Don’t get me wrong, one day the idea of us becoming a little family is wonderful, but…” My voice fades off as I see the hope in his eyes die.
I don’t want to crush his dreams, but I am just not ready to be a mother at this point in my life.
Jake moves so that he is sitting on the edge of the bed, and I suddenly feel very cold. Our reunion is about to go pear-shaped unless I can get this situation under control.
“It’s just not the right time.” There really isn’t any more I can say other than this.
Jake pushes himself up off of the bed and starts to put his clothes back on. Feeling very uncomfortable with this turn of events, I pull the quilt over me, so that I don’t feel quite so exposed.
“Are you just going to ignore me?” I ask him. Jake finishes buttoning up his shirt and turns to face me.
“I thought that we both felt the same way, Stace.” His statement shocks me. He knows how I feel about him. Or at least, I thought that he knew.
“I love you more than anything or anyone else, Jake. I couldn’t bear the thought of you not being in my life. I just don’t feel ready to be a mother yet. I’ve got my book tour to finish here and God knows what it is going to be like when I have to go and promote it in other countries.” I am being realistic, but I don’t think that Jake is on the same page as me.
“I don’t see why that should stop us?” Jake answers.
Is he for real right now?
“Seriously?” I say, eyebrows raised. “You don’t see how me being in another country or travelling on the road would be a problem?”
“No. If it is something that we both want, then why should some stupid book tour stop us from doing that?” Jake clearly didn’t think about his wording before he spoke out loud. My eyes narrow on him, and I feel anger rise within me at his flippant comment of my book tour being ‘stupid.’
“Stupid book tour?”
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Oh, really?” I throw the quilt off of me, get off of the bed, and start to get dressed. “I thought that you supported my career, Jake? I thought that you were proud of me? And I thought that you understood how much this means to me?”
“I do, babe. I really didn’t mean it to come out that way. I just meant that, even with you doing your book tour, we could still try for a baby. Why does it matter where you are for us to do that?”
“I don’t want to be in another country when I am pregnant, Jake. I want to be here, with you, but as for the foreseeable future, that isn’t going to happen. I need to concentrate on my career.” My voice is getting louder with each word I speak.
“Are you saying that your career is more important than our life together?”
Oh, I can’t believe that he has just said that.
“You know that nothing is more important to me than us.” I walk closer to him and am stood inches from his face, anger seeping through me. “How dare you try to make out that I don’t value what we have together. After everything that we have been through, Jake, I thought that you knew better. My career is just something that I need to pursue right now.”
“Oh, I get it. I’m just supposed to wait here until you decide that the time is right for us to have a family?” Jake’s tone is firm, and I don’t see either of us backing down from this.
“Don’t be so ridiculous,” I say, throwing my hands up in exasperation. “Now you are just trying to make me sound like a bad person. Starting a family is something that we both need to agree on, Jake. It’s okay for you, your career has been booming since you were twenty-five years old. Mine is only just beginning. Don’t make this into something that it isn’t. I don’t want to argue with you, but sometimes you can be so damn difficult.” My hands are on my hips as I continue to hold my own.
I will not back down on this.
“I’m difficult? I think that you will find that you are the one being difficult on this matter. You haven’t even given the idea a chance.” Jake isn’t going to budge. But then, neither am I.
I sigh in exasperation. “We are clearly going to have to agree to disagree for the time being. We can discuss this another time. I have some phone calls that I need to make.” I walk around Jake and out of the bedroom.
God, he really knows how to ruin a beautiful moment.
Ten minutes ago we were having amazing sex, and now we are arguing.
I stomp down the stairs and retrieve my phone from my handbag. I turn it on and go to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. As my phone turns on, I see that Chloe has left another two messages. I take some tablets out of the cupboard as I feel a headache looming.
I make my cup of coffee and swallow down two tablets, rubbing my temples as I try to calm my rage. I lean against the work top and close my eyes.
Why did Jake have to do that?
Why did he have to bring up the subject of a baby?
I open my eyes and see that Jake has appeared in the kitchen doorway. I suck in a breath at the sight of him. He looks pissed off.
“I’m going
to the office,” he says before he turns and leaves the house. I hear the front door close and I let out a cry of frustration.
He really wants to leave things between us like this?
My phone starts to ring in my hand, breaking through my thoughts. I look to the screen and see that it is Chloe calling, again. I groan out loud. I don’t want to answer this, but I know that I have to.
I take a deep breath and answer the call.
“Hi, Chloe,” I say tentatively.
“Where the hell are you, Stacey? I have been trying to get hold of you all morning,” she screeches down the phone at me, making me grimace.
“I told you that I had an emergency. I’m coming back tonight. Re-schedule the book signing for another time.” I keep my voice even as I try to hold on to calm thoughts. Not an easy task when Chloe is screaming at me and Jake is being a stubborn ass.
“Do you really think that it is that simple?” Chloe says. “Oh, just re-schedule for another time. Why didn’t I think of that?”
“I apologise for the inconvenience, Chloe, but there really was nothing that I could do. I had to leave and that’s that.” I am not in the mood to be lectured.
“I just don’t think that you understand the full implications of missing your book signing today, Stacey. I just––”
“I get it, Chloe,” I say, cutting her off. “I have apologised for leaving, but it was urgent. I do have a life outside of this book tour, you know? Now, if you could cut your rant short and leave it there, then I would appreciate it. I will be back at the hotel by seven tonight.” My tone leaves no room for any more discussion on the matter.
Chloe goes quiet and I take that as my cue to end the call. “I will see you in the morning, Chloe.”
I hang up the phone without saying goodbye. I have more important things to deal with than some pissed off agent. I’m the one making her money for fuck’s sake.
I alert the car service to pick me up from the hospital at five this afternoon. There is no way that I am leaving here until I have seen Lydia and my gorgeous god-daughter again.
First things first though, if Jake thinks that I am going away and leaving things like this between us, then he has got another thing coming.
With determination, I get ready and call a taxi to come and pick me up.
Jake storming out of here like a child is the quickest way to get me to react, and boy, is he going to wish that he had stayed at home for this conversation.
Chapter Four
Stacey
I arrive at the Waters Industries building just after quarter past two. I pay the taxi fare and march my way through the front doors, going straight to the lifts and waiting for the doors to open. They do so a few moments later, and Martin comes walking out.
“Baby girl,” he says as he gives me a quick hug.
“Hey, Mart.”
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be on your tour right now?” Martin asks me.
“I should be, but Lydia had the baby early this morning, so I came back.” Martin starts to clap with excitement at this news, making me smile.
“Oh, I must go and see her. How are they both doing?” I give Martin a quick rundown of what happened. When I have finished, he frowns at me. “Why are you so tense, baby girl?”
“Jake.”
“Oh. You two had a tiff?”
“Something like that.”
“Ah, so that is why the God-like-creature came storming in here not so long ago then.”
“The God-like-creature?” I raise one eyebrow at Martin’s reference to Jake.
“What?” he says innocently. “I like it. It has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
“If you say so,” I reply, smiling. “Listen, I need to go and see him before I have to head back to the hotel, but I’m back next week. Fancy a night out then?”
“Absolutely.”
“Fab, I’ll call you when I wrap up the tour.”
“You sure that you’re not too busy for us little people now that you’re a hot-shot author?” Martin teases.
“Don’t be silly. I do however have a God-like-creature’s ego to attend to though.” The determination in my face must be evident.
“Oh shit, look out Jakey boy.” Martin chuckles and gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Hit me up when you’re back.”
“I will.” We say our goodbyes and I enter another waiting lift. I missed the first one due to my conversation with Martin. There are a few other people in the lift, meaning that it takes me longer to reach Jake’s floor than I would like.
When the lift pings open on the relevant floor, I march out and go over to Valerie’s desk.
“Hi, Valerie,” I say, startling her. She looks up from her computer screen and smiles. “Is Jake in there?” I ask her, pointing to his office.
“He is, dear. Go on through.”
“Thank you,” I reply.
I walk to his office doors and throw them open. Jake is sat behind his desk, talking on the phone. I enter his office, closing the doors behind me, and his eyes penetrate me. I don’t know who he is speaking to, and to be quite honest, I couldn’t give a fuck either.
I stalk over to his desk and fold my arms across my chest. Jake is muttering something about acquisitions, showing no sign of ending his conversation, and he raises one eyebrow at me.
I wait a few seconds to be courteous, but my patience is rapidly wearing thin.
I wait precisely ten more seconds before I blow.
“Are you going to get off of the phone? I don’t have all day to wait around for you, Waters.” I say loudly, wanting the person on the other end of the phone to hear me.
Jake looks at me with shock at my outburst. When he makes no move to end the call, I place my hand over the phone with my finger hovering on the button to cut the call. He looks to my hand and then back at me, almost giving me a challenging look. I stare back at him, never averting my gaze.
“I will do it,” I say, smiling sweetly. Jake seems to process my words for a few seconds, and then quickly comes to the decision that I am being serious. He clears his throat, ends the call and then slams the receiver down. He stands up and braces his hands on the desk.
“What the hell do you think you are doing? I was in the middle of an important phone call,” he says, his anger apparent.
“You could be talking to the Prime Minister for all I care. How dare you just leave the house without talking to me rationally. How bloody old are you?” My voice is high-pitched, making my rational comment seem a little hypocritical.
“And storming in here, interrupting my phone call isn’t childish?” Jake asks me. His eyes blaze into mine and I raise my chin defiantly.
There is no way that he is turning this around on me.
“Well if you had just spoken to me at home, instead of going off in a strop, then I wouldn’t have had to come down here and interrupt your phone call,” I answer him, sweetly.
“What is there to talk about? You don’t want kids. End of discussion.”
“I don’t want kids right now. You are making this a bigger deal than it needs to be, Jake.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Jake says sarcastically. “I just thought that having a baby with the woman that I love would have been perfect. Excuse me for getting it so wrong.”
“Aaargh,” I let out a cry of frustration. “Will you just stop.” I hold my hands up in front of me, palms facing Jake. “I do want kids with you one day, I really do.” My tone softens slightly. “Just not right now. It doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. It just means that I want to finish my book tour and then have some time for just me and you.”
I start to walk slowly around his desk until I am standing before him. I place my hands on his chest and tilt my head to look into his eyes. “I love the fact that you want us to start a family. But you need to understand that at this point in my life, I need to follow my career. And I want us to share some more memories together before we embark on parenthood.” I can feel some o
f the tension leaving Jake’s body at my words.
“We haven’t even been together a year yet, Jake. There is no need for us to rush anything. We have the rest of our lives together. I don’t want to leave here with us mad at each other.”
I look into his caramel pools and see the anger subsiding. I reach my hands up and entwine them around his neck, pushing my body against his.
“Can’t we just enjoy what we have right now?” I say as I stand on tip toes and place my lips on his. Jake’s hands come to rest on my hips as he returns my kiss. All too soon, the kiss turns more passionate and I am clawing at his clothes to get them away from his body.
We become a frenzied mess as I push Jake’s trousers and boxers down and he lifts my skirt up. He picks me up and places me on the edge of his desk, pulling my knickers to one side and before plunging his hard length into my opening. I lean back on a groan and close my eyes.
I feel Jake’s lips connect with my skin as he trails kisses up my neck. His rhythm is steady as he thrusts into me. I put my arms behind me, hands face down on the desk, so that I can meet his thrusts.
I open my eyes to see his blazing with emotion, and it almost takes my breath away.
“I’m close,” I whisper in-between pants.
“Wait for me,” Jake says, placing his thumb on my clit which he moves in small circles.
As I moan with desire, Jake’s breathing starts to quicken. I bite his bottom lip and he growls like a predator. A few thrusts later and I know that he is about to let go.
“Come for me, Stacey,” he says, his voice hoarse.
I let my climax take hold and we both ride out or releases together, holding each other close.
As my body goes limp, Jake pulls me into his arms, his grip on me tight.
As my breathing starts to slow to a normal pace, I look up at him.
My beautiful man.
“I love you,” I say to him as all the anger I was feeling earlier disappears.
“I love you too.” His smile melts my insides.
He pulls out of me and we both sort ourselves out, so that we look presentable to the outside world. I look to the clock on his office wall and see that I need to leave to get to the hospital. If I don’t go now, then I won’t see Lydia and the baby before I have to return to the hotel.
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