She waited for a table, and as she sat down, she dialed his number.
His face popped up. She snuck in a breath and tried to calm her beating heart.
His handsomeness always had this effect on her, always sent the butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy. It still hadn’t quite sunk in that they weren’t having an affair anymore. He was really hers, finally.
From the background behind him, she could see it was really busy, and she was surprised that so many New Yorkers were still up and about at this hour.
“Morning sweetheart.” He gave her a seductive smile, which stirred the heat in her belly.
He was so different with her when Jamie wasn’t around. Naughty and seductive.
“Morning to you, too.”
He chuckled. “How are you?” His tone was still seductive, and though she let out a giggle, it made her sad. She wanted him here. Not on a screen in front of her.
“Good,” she sulked.
“Don’t start sulking, Holly. Things would’ve been different if you told me about Jamie sooner.”
“Stop that. How many times do I have to apologize?”
“Just saying.” He smiled. “You wouldn’t have been in Zurich. In fact, you would’ve been spread out on this table as my main meal.”
She shook her head in exasperation just as the waitress stopped at her table.
“One second,” she told Jake. Then in very bad and sloppy German, she gave the waitress her order.
“You’re getting better,” Jake said with a smile tugging at his luscious lips. Holly just wanted to lean in and take a bite out of it. Damn screen!
“So, how is the princess?”
He laughed. “She’s staying with Amelia. So both princesses are just doing fine.”
She struggled to hold back the tears and sucked in a heavy breath as her emotions overwhelmed her.
She cleared her throat. “How’s the sessions with your mom going?” She had to change the subject. He scrunched up his nose, which was something he did whenever he didn’t want to speak about something.
When would he get over it and forgive Mara?
Holly was mad at Mara as well, but Jake couldn’t stay this mad at his mother forever.
It wasn’t good for him. He and Mara had been close his entire life, and now he hated her guts.
“So what are you going to eat?” She changed the subject again, because he clearly wasn’t going to answer her question.
“They don’t have pussy pie on the menu.”
“Jake! You’re a pig.”
“What? They don’t understand me.” He laughed.
“They do on your side.”
He shrugged.
Holly shook her head. The man had no care in the world for what people around him thought. He was so filled with confidence.
“You know you shouldn’t say things like that to me. It feels as if I’m going to explode.”
He laughed again. “That feeling is mutual, sweetheart. Just three more weeks.”
“Yeah, except, I won’t be able to do everything I want to do to you, because little snip will also be here.”
“Oh, we’ll find a way,” he teased.
She could feel her heart tightening. She couldn’t wait three more weeks.
She didn’t know how she’d be able to make it that long.
“So, how is she doing?”
“I told you she is great,” he said in a seductive tone.
“Don’t, please.”
“What, talk to you?”
“Don’t do that thing with your eyes and lips and voice when we’re talking about Jamie.”
“What?” He laughed. “I’m having a normal conversation with you.”
“Oh yeah? Your mouth says one thing, but your body speaks a different language.”
“I can’t help what my body does, sweetheart.”
She laughed. This was hopeless.
She pretended not to take notice of his seductive ways as they continued their conversation, talking about her hectic week and everything she was learning.
Moira hadn’t been kidding when she’d said that Zurich would be a great opportunity for Holly’s career. Not many get the opportunity and you have to be as clever as hell. And the language barrier wasn’t helping Holly excel.
But she was learning it fast, and could pick up a few words and form sentences here and there.
She was still nowhere near as proficient as Jake.
Her breakfast came and she ate it while Jake was waiting on his food.
She didn’t even know that they served breakfast this time of night in New York, but Jake always went out of his way for their virtual dates.
But their virtual dates couldn’t compare to him being inside her.
“Have you removed it yet?”
“Yes, Jake, I removed it.” Holly sighed. “I still don’t get why it’s such a big deal to you. I don’t want to get pregnant again.”
His face fell.
“Jake, I can’t go through that again. It… It broke me.”
“Holly, you won’t go through that again. My father will be there every step of the way, and so will I. It would be completely different this time. I promise.”
She shook her head, but a smile tugged at her lips.
“I’m not having this discussion with you right now.”
“Why not?”
“You’re greedy. You just found out about your daughter and now you want more.”
“Of course I want more.” He gave her a searing, lust-filled look, and Holly wished she could climb into the screen.
Holly blushed. “Stop it.”
She couldn’t get riled up in this coffeeshop.
He laughed as his food was set in front of him.
They ate while they spoke about his father’s research. He destroyed everything after Mara’s lie, but had started it up again.
Even though Mara had basically caused the destruction of decades of work, Gus still agreed to see a marriage counselor with her. If she had been in his position, she would have filed for divorce. Especially once she realized the person she was married to wasn’t at all who she thought they were.
Sometimes, Holly regretted running away. It didn’t make her much better than Mara, did it? But she had to believe that what she did was the right thing at the time. Sure, Holly had struggled to be a parent and a student, and perhaps Romy—her heart clenched at the mere thought of the little girl she’d barely had a chance to know—would still be alive if Holly had stayed, but up until this point, her experiences had helped her grow. And the way Jamie was connecting with Jake and his family now… well, if Holly had stayed, it would have been different.
But, that thought only made Holly think that she and Mara wasn’t so dissimilar. Hadn’t Mara done what she thought was right in the moment?
But no. Holly hadn’t lied. Holly hadn’t destroyed lives. All Holly had done was run away.
Holly set down her fork. It was time to say goodbye. She’d Skype him later, and settle for some Skype sex, even though she ached for the real thing.
It was hard to tell him ‘see you later’ with a smile, and when his face left the screen, tears lodged in her throat.
She really missed him, all of them.
She called the waitress over and asked for the bill, cringing at her bad German.
But instead of bringing her the bill, the waitress launched into a string of fast German sentences that Holly couldn’t understand. All she managed to make out was that someone had already paid her bill.
She hated it when the men hit on her.
It had happened a few times already and it was so hard to tell them to take a hike, because language barrier and all that.
“No, please. I have to pay for my own bill.”
The waitress shook her head, launching into more incomprehensible German. Finally, Holly could make out that the woman told her to let it go.
“I’m not going to let it go,” she hissed. She was fuming. “Where is he? I’ll sort it o
ut. Thank you.”
The waitress gestured in the direction where the guy was standing. Holly craned her neck and readied herself to march over to the guy. The guy had a cap on his head and looked up. Holly squinted as the guy smiled.
Holly’s legs buckled and her eyes welled with tears, blurring her vision.
It couldn’t be him. They’d just spoken. He would have told her he was here, wouldn’t he? She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked again.
He was shaking with laughter.
The idiot! Jake was here, he was really here.
She almost peed herself from excitement and struggled to squeeze past the ocean of people that was waiting in front of the counter for their orders.
When she neared him, she could hear him laughing.
She shrieked and ran, colliding hard with his body as she jumped into his arms.
“You asshole,” she said and planted her lips on his before he could get a word out.
She couldn’t believe that he was truly here. The entire fucking time, he’d been sitting right here. That was why he was flirting with her.
She finally tore her mouth from his. She could feel every eye in the room on her, but she didn’t give a shit. All that mattered was that Jake was here.
“Good surprise.”
“I don’t know if I want to kick you or rip your clothes off.”
He roared. “Let’s just get out of here first.”
They left and went to her apartment building, walking hand in hand.
“You were there the whole fucking time! Where’s Jamie?”
“I’m still waiting on her passport, it should be ready soon. I promise, but she sent you many hugs, so I’ll just give it to you in my own way.”
She blushed again but rose to the tips of her toes and kissed him.
“You have no idea—”
“No, you have no idea. I purchased a fucking ticket after your little homemade video.”
“Good surprise.”
His chuckled sent a thrill up her sine and ignited the heat in her belly.
In the clunky elevator, Jake grabbed her and pushed her against the wall.
His hands skimmed over her body and slipped to the front of her jeans, where he fiddled with the button.
“What are you doing?” she asked against his lips and he chuckled as his hand slipped into her panties.
“Jake!”
“There’s no one here. Where’s your sense of adventure, Holly?”
His finger slipped into her and she gasped.
“Oh yeah,” he teased, his breath warm against her ear as his fingers stroked that sensitive spot inside her. “You like that?”
Their lips found each other’s. Never before had Holly wished the elevator would hurry the fuck up more than she did now.
Her breath left her in short bursts as he increased the pace, his fingers swirling and circling, stroking every sensitive spot. Her body ached and she bit down on his shoulder to quiet her moans. She whimpered, her body tensing against his.
He captured her earlobe between his teeth and suckled on it, his tongue tracing circling on her delicate flesh.
The elevator ground to a halt, and on a groan, Jake’s hand slipped out of her jeans.
Holly gasped for breath, trying to calm her heart rate as they waited for the heavy door to squeak open.
Jake snorted. “This building is falling apart. Please let me get you a better fucking place.” He nipped at her ear and she wriggled out his grasp with a low shriek.
“No,” she said as the door opened and they walked out. Her fingers fumbled with the keys as they reached the door. She was so worked up, her entire body trembled. After a moment of failing to get the key in the lock, she took a deep breath to steady herself and twisted the key, bumping the door hard with her hip to open it.
Her apartment was small, with only a tiny oven, a sink and a kitchen counter in one corner. A bed and television took up most of the rest of the space, and through a door was her bathroom—a shower, sink and a toilet.
She closed the door and Jake grabbed her again.
“I told you, you are dead for what you sent me.”
“Is that a promise?” she cocked an eyebrow as his lips descended on hers.
He picked her up and her legs wrapped around his waist. He slammed her back against the wall, his hunger matching her need.
Blood rushed in her ears in delightful melody and she never wanted it to fade.
He set her back on the floor, tugging at her jeans. She toed off her shoes and wriggled her hips, helping him to ease her jeans down her legs. Her hands moved to his pants, eagerly unbuttoning until he felt his straining erection against her palm. Their lips never left each other’s as they discarded their clothes. Jake hooked his thumbs into her panties and slipped them down her legs.
He stroked her swollen, sensitive flesh with one hand and palmed his cock with his other hand, then he gripped her hips and lifted her against the wall, slamming inside her with a single stroke.
She whimpered as her muscles stretched around him, then let out a groan when he grunted and pumped into her with hard and fast strokes.
His one hand inched between them, finding her sensitive nub as he broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers. She gazed downwards, watching as every stroke connected them. A loud moan coursed through her and she pressed her mouth into the crook of his neck to dampen the sound.
Fuck, she’d missed this. Missed having him inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned as that tell-tale fluttering grew inside her.
“Your pussy is so fucking wet,” he grunted in her ear and she chuckled through raspy breathes.
“Stop talking and fuck me.”
He took a few steps back and lowered her to the floor. He peppered kisses on her skin until he caught her lips with his, his hips rocking against her as he slammed into her.
“Oh fuck, Jake, I’m coming,” Holly gasped, screaming as she unraveled.
He stilled above her, grinning down at her. His chest heaved with every heavy breath and Holly swatted lazily at him with one shaky arm.
“It’s not fucking funny. Do you have any idea how worked up I’ve been? I’ve gone from fantastic sex to nothing.”
“I was only grinning because you being so loud is music to my ears… And a big ego boost.”
“You don’t need an ego boost, mister.”
He chuckled. “I’m still not done, Holly.”
“Yes!” She giggled, pumping her hands in the air.
Jake chuckled, but his gaze was heated as it roamed over her. He brushed his lips against her and Holly sighed into his, happy that he was here.
* * *
JAKE.
He took her again on the bed, not once slipping out of her. They fumbled with their remaining clothes, not wanting to break their connection. Holly ripped at his shirt, the buttons popping off and scattering across the floor.
Her lips caressed his chest, leaving his skin flushed with goosebumps.
She pushed off his jeans with her feet as he pounded into her.
He pulled her shirt off, pulling her up toward him so he could unhook her bra. The straps slipped from her shoulders and he tore the bra from her body, flinging it over his shoulder. helped with her shirt and squeezed his hands underneath her to unhook her bra.
He feasted his eyes on her breasts for a short moment before lowering his head and taking her nipple into his mouth, pulling her hips closer to him. He kneaded the flesh on her hips as he rocked into, savoring the clenching of her muscles. Her chest rose and fell frantically and he moved up to her lips, their panting breaths intermingling.
She rolled him over, the movement causing him to slip out of her wet heat. He groaned at the loss, then she was on top of him. His hands gripped her thighs as she took his cock in her hand and guided him into her.
She was so tight that he moaned as she lowered herself onto him. He stared at her, naked on top of him, a sight that he loved. He brought
one hand to her breast and cupped it, pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, his other hand gripping her hip and guiding her movements. He rocked his hips up as she bounced down on him, hitting every nerve-ending inside her. She gasped out a moan and bit down on her lip.
He committed that image to memory as his hand left her breast to circle her clit with his thumb. His muscles tightened and her heat clamped down around him. His orgasm was close, and he was certain he would die from the sheer pleasure.
“Fuck,” he muttered and sat up, swiftly turning her around and pushing her onto the bed. He gripped her hips and pulled her toward him until she was on her knees, then he slammed into her, running his hands over her ass as he pounded into her.
Holly screamed into a pillow, then turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. “Fuck, Jake. I’m going to come.”
“Almost there,” he grunted.
She screamed out of pleasure as he felt her pussy contracting against his cock.
He moved faster, and then he released with a grunt escaping his lips, kissing her shoulder.
“Dammit, pull out. What are you doing?”
But he didn’t. He wanted her pregnant, and he wanted to be there for it this time.
“Jake.” She let out an exasperated laugh as he slipped out of her.
“Relax.” He slapped her ass and chuckled as he collapsed next to her, pulling her closer so her body was flush against his. “Your hormones need time to stabilize. You won’t get pregnant right away.”
“I swear to you, Jake Peters. If this is another one of your schemes—”
“Oh shush, woman.” He pressed his lips to her to quiet her protesting, and felt her melt againt.
He’d never get enough of her.
Three
HOLLY
They spent the day fucking, then making love. Not a moment passed where their lips or bodies weren’t fused together.
He went down on her in the shower, and she was certain she would blackout as another orgasm rippled through her. She’d lost count how many times she’d come, but she wasn’t about to complain about it.
He was giving her enough so she could hold out for another three weeks, though she wasn’t sure it would tide her over.
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