by Sam Crescent
“Get over it, Jake. You’ll find out who she is in time.”
Pouring himself a coffee, he recalled the friends with her. He didn’t personally know Maya but Chris did. Blowing on his drink, he grabbed his cell phone. Flicking through the contacts he found his friend and hit dial. Minutes later, he cursed, throwing the phone on the counter, surprised it didn’t shatter.
If Chris wouldn’t answer his phone then he’d answer his bloody front door. In quick time Jake put on a pair of jeans, a white shirt, and some shoes. He grabbed his keys and headed downstairs to the parking lot.
Nodding at the security guards, he walked toward his vehicle. Without looking at the time or thinking about what he was doing, Jake drove toward Chris’s house on the outskirts of the city. His friend lived in a modest three bedroom semi. Their friendship had been something to vex his parents but also be thankful. Chris’s family were wealthy but nowhere near in the same league as his family. His parents were workaholics and apart from him, there were no more children. On weekends when his parents needed to go on business, he’d spend them with Chris and his family. In fact, the Robinsons were more his family than his own.
Parking his car outside, he charged up to the front door and started banging. Jake didn’t give up, slamming his fist against the door.
“What the fuck?” He heard Chris yelling inside.
The door opened seconds later and Chris was blinking up at him.
“Hey, Chris,” Jake said, barging past his friend.
“Fuck, Jake, do you have any idea what time it is?”
Glancing at the nearest wall he saw it was a little after nine and said as much.
“It’s after nine on a Saturday. What couldn’t wait for a bit later?” Chris rubbed his head and his hair fell all over the place.
Jake winced. “I did call. Next time you don’t want a visit answer your fucking cell.”
“It’s Saturday, I do fuck-all today and you’ve invaded my morning. You don’t even own a fucking pussy to keep me interested.”
Flicking on the kettle, Jake looked through the cupboards finding the coffee. He spooned plenty of coffee into a mug. “I’m sorry but I need Maya’s number.”
His friend tensed. “Why?”
“I want to ask her about Bella. I need to know more about her.”
“Who the fuck is banging around?” Maya asked, rounding the corner.
Jake wasn’t expecting that. She wore one of Chris’s shirts, which went to her knees.
“Oh, you? What the hell are you doing here?”
“Chris is my best friend,” Jake said, grabbing another mug for her. Great, he could kill two birds with one stone.
“I know who he is.” In one brisk move he was pressed against the wall. “What the fuck do you think you were doing?” She snapped the words in his face.
Frowning, Jake looked toward his friend. “Has she gone mental?”
“Maya?”
“No, don’t even think of interrupting me, Chris. This was a fucking mistake. I should have known not to get involved with you and yet here I am, being fucked again.” She glanced over her shoulder, directing her words at Chris.
Jake didn’t have the first clue as to what was happening.
“You, what the hell did you do to Bella?” she asked, turning back to look at him.
“What? I wanted to know where I could find her. She didn’t give me her number.” He held his hands up in surrender. Jake could have gotten out of the hold she had on him but he didn’t want to risk upsetting his friend.
“She had a terrible time. We took her out last night to finally lose her virginity and to show her how much fun fucking can be. And what did you do? You fucking spoiled it for her.”
Every word she spoke was like a bucket of ice water being poured over his head. Virgin? Awful time? What the fuck had he woken up to? “What?” he yelled.
“You didn’t even know, did you?” Maya asked.
“Maybe you should let my friend go. We’ll have coffee and talk about this like proper human beings, rather than you keeping him pinned against the door to the fridge,” Chris said.
“Yeah, I’m with him.” Jake pointed at his friend with a smile.
Bella was a fucking virgin?
Jake finished the drinks, placing a mug in front of each of them. Taking a seat at the table, he saw the glare on Maya’s face.
“Start from the beginning,” Chris said, taking point.
“Bella is my best friend but she doesn’t trust easily. Last night was supposed to be about her and I fucked up. I should have known not to go to Mixers.”
“What? You were going to let any man fuck her?” Jake asked, growing angry at the thought of another man touching what was his.
“No! You’ve got no right to raise your voice at me. Whatever you did to her, she hated it. She doesn’t want to do it again and from the sound of it, she couldn’t leave you fast enough.”
He’d been taking care of the fucking condom while Bella was finding anyway to get away from him. Jake gritted his teeth as Maya went on to tell him everything about the woman he’d been with.
She hated it.
Running a hand down his face, he took another swallow of the bitter coffee. While he’d been having fun she hated it. Did she even come? Fuck, he felt like the worst kind of asshole for not seeing her pain.
After several minutes he stood up, emptying the rancid drink down the sink. “Where can I find her?” Jake asked.
“What?”
“I want to know where I can find Bella. She left me last night and to be honest I hate the fact she hates sex because of me. I had no idea it was her first time and I thought she was into it like I was.” With his hands inside his pockets, he waited for her to tell him.
“I’m not giving you shit,” Maya said.
“Babe, give it to him.” Chris reached out to touch her.
She jerked away, shooting a glare at his friend.
“No, I’m not giving him jack shit. She’s my friend and I put her in this situation. I’m not letting him screw with her.” She folded her arms underneath her breasts.
Stubborn woman.
“You’re going to give me her number,” Jake said.
“No, I’m not.”
“Do you want her to hate sex? I don’t give a fuck what’s going on between the two of you.” He stopped talking to point between the two. “What I give a fuck about is hurting Bella. She deserved a lot better than what I gave her. Let me make it up to her.”
How he’d keep himself from putting Bella over his knee and spanking her ass, he didn’t know. She deserved a good spanking for what she did to him last night.
“You better not hurt her,” Maya said.
“I won’t.”
“She’s at work today.”
“Then give me her address.” He folded his arms, waiting.
Seconds later he was out of the door. His woman was a librarian. It seemed fitting somehow. Last night at Mixers she seemed out of place and now he knew why. He would bet money she’d been out of her comfort zone then he’d fucked up by invading her life.
Shaking his head, he got behind the wheel and drove toward the town library.
The moment Bella danced with him, she’d cemented her fate in becoming his.
* * * *
Working at the library always helped to ease her troubled thoughts but Bella couldn’t find any help putting books in their right place today. Vera had sent her off when she kept messing up the computers while scanning peoples’ books. Why couldn’t she focus?
The ache between her thighs didn’t help. Every time she moved it caused her to wince. She hadn’t been used to sex and now her inner muscles protested the movement.
Each book on the shelf gave her an excuse to stay away from prying eyes. Whenever she looked at people, she truly believed they could see she was no longer a virgin. Her stomach rumbled, making her aware she’d not eaten.
This morning, she’d slept through her alarm, arrivi
ng late to work for the first time. She’d been so late she didn’t have time for food. Life at the moment sucked.
Leaning against the stacks, she blew out a breath wishing for the day to be over.
“This is where you work?”
Bella would recognize that voice from anywhere. Opening her eyes, she stared at the spines of the books while he stood right behind her. His breath fanned her neck. Didn’t he know he invaded her space? How did he know where she worked?
Great, her one time with a man also brought her a stalker as well as all this pain.
Turning around, she gasped as he pressed his body against hers. His hands reached out, resting beside her head on the shelf.
“We’ve got a problem,” he said.
“How did you know where I worked?”
“Your friend was kind enough to tell me along with a lot of other things,” he said.
“Who?” she asked.
“Maya and one of my friends are more than acquainted.”
He stared at her and she knew what other things her friend had given. Would her misery ever end?
“Look, last night was a mistake.” She looked past his shoulder then left and right to make sure no one heard them. “You don’t need to give me anything. I’m fine and I think its best we forget what happened.”
His fingers caressed her cheek. “No. I’m not going to forget what happened last night and to be frank, Bella, I’m not leaving until we have a chat.”
“I’m working.”
“I don’t give a fuck.”
“We’re not having this conversation here. It’s not fair, and I’ve never done anything to you.” She pressed her hands to his chest, hoping he’d back away and get the message.
Again, nothing happened. Jake didn’t budge.
“Bella, dear, we need your help,” Mavis said, calling toward her.
“When do you stop for your lunch break?” he asked.
“Twelve.”
“I’ll be here, waiting. You’re not going anywhere and we’re going to have this conversation whether you like it or not.”
Nodding, she waited for him to release her and she scrambled toward the front of the library. There was a queue demanding attention. Even though her hands were shaking she started to serve people. The next couple of hours were filled with her putting books on the shelves, serving people, and making coffee for the staff. She really didn’t mind working at the library, but the peace it gave her wasn’t there today with Jake’s presence. She saw him standing outside the door, waiting for her. Every now and then he talked on the phone.
Would it be possible for her to skip out on their conversation by hiding away?
No, don’t back down. Remember, he means nothing to you.
By lunchtime she wanted to hit him for invading her life. Meeting men at clubs and leaving them didn’t give the men permission to seek her out. She grabbed her coat and met him outside.
“We’re going to the Italian restaurant down the road. I’ve booked us a table.”
She didn’t argue or say a word. When he grabbed her arm, she pulled away, walking by his side.
Jake didn’t fight her, which she was pleased about.
They entered the restaurant and she tried to protest when he pulled out her chair. Why was he acting like the perfect gentleman?
Pushing her glasses up her nose, she smoothed her skirt suddenly realizing she wasn’t dressed for something like this. She stared around the room seeing other women looking sexy, sensual as they were in nice looking clothes.
The waiter came to hand them a menu. Jake thanked him.
Staring at him, Bella waited for him to speak.
“Pick something to eat. I don’t want to be interrupted by the waiter asking for our orders.”
Looking over the menu, she picked something quickly, being sure not to appear too greedy.
Jake signaled the waiter and gave his order. She gave hers, linking her fingers together and wondering what the hell was going to happen.
They were served drinks and then left alone at Jake’s request.
When his gaze landed on her, she tensed up. His blue eyes were so clear yet he seemed to see so much by his gaze alone. Nibbling her lip, she offered up a smile even though it was a struggle to.
“You were a virgin?” he asked.
Heat filled her cheeks. She nodded her head, looking down at her hands.
“What the hell were you doing fucking against a wall for your first time?”
Gasping, she glanced to her left then to her right. “Keep your voice down.”
“No one can hear us. I’m not raising my voice. Answer the question.”
“Look, I don’t want anything from you. It was a onetime bit of…fun.”
“You’re lying.”
She couldn’t deny it. Last night may have been fun for him while it wasn’t for her. Bella hated every second of the actual penetration. Biting her lip, she stared past his shoulder.
“You will keep your eyes on me,” he said.
“I don’t want anything from you. I’m not demanding crap from you. Why did you have to find me? What do you want?” she asked.
Jake stared at her without saying a word. The waiter put their food in front of them.
Picking up her fork she started to eat even though each movement was a chore.
“Last night, did you enjoy it?”
Bella opened her mouth ready to lie just to get him to leave her alone.
“Any lies come out of your mouth and I will fucking spank your ass.”
Gasping, she looked at him to see he wasn’t lying.
“You’re friends with Maya. You know what she is so I know you’re aware of what a dominant man is.”
Even without her friend being a submissive, Bella liked to read BDSM books. They got her juices flowing and really helped her to fantasize about what she wanted.
She kept quiet.
“I’m a Dom, Bella. I suggest you don’t test me otherwise we’re going to have problems.”
“What kind of problems?” she asked, unable to resist probing him.
“Your ass will look delightful in a nice shade of pink. Do you think we should test my theory?” His eyebrow rose and a pulse started in her groin.
Shaking her head, she circled some pasta and started eating. “No, I didn’t enjoy it.”
“Why?” he asked.
“It hurt. I was waiting for you to finish so I could get away.”
“Some pain can cause pleasure.”
“The brick wall hurt my back. You were too big and it was…horrible.” She stared at her plate, wishing she could taste what was going into her mouth.
His hand on hers where it rested on the table made her jump.
“I’m not going to hurt you. Relax.”
That was easier said than done.
“If I knew you were a virgin we could have taken it slow.”
She laughed. “If you knew I was a virgin, nothing would have happened.”
Jake kept his gaze on her. “Do you really think that?”
“You would have done something?” She took her time to say each word. Jake looked like the kind of man to run for the hills before he let himself go with a virgin. Was she completely wrong?
* * * *
“Bella, you’re going to have to realize you’re mine,” Jake said. “I don’t give a fuck if you’re a virgin or not. You were going to be mine. If I’d known you were a virgin I’d have taken you to my bed. Any woman’s first time shouldn’t be up against a fucking wall.”
He watched her bow her head, eating her pasta. Her hand was fisted on the table but he refused to remove his own. She needed to realize it was going to take a lot more than her virginity to get rid of him. The moment he saw her at the library he’d been struck dumb.
She didn’t look anything like she had last night. For a start, she wore the sexiest pair of glasses he’d ever seen. The clothes she wore covered up every inch of her curves. He liked the clothes as he saw
the men eyeing her up. She would be bombarded with offers if they had a clue as to what lay underneath the clothes and he wasn’t interested in sharing her.
“I don’t believe you,” she said.
“What part?”
“Wanting me even though I’m a virgin.”
“You’re not a virgin anymore, baby. I took care of that.”
Her cheeks were bright red from his words. She needed to get used to the fact he wasn’t going anywhere. From the moment his cock slid inside her tight cunt, he owned her.
“Do you know how dangerous it was doing what you did last night?” he asked, feeling his anger close to the surface. If it hadn’t been him, Bella could have been at the mercy of someone else.
“Maya was with me. I had friends around me.”
“And yet not one of them stopped you with me.”
“I wanted it last night,” she said, glaring at him. She looked around the room again, lowering her voice so no one heard her. “I just didn’t like it.”
He smiled. “We can change that. Go out with me tonight,” he said.
“What?” She shook her head. “Go out with you again?”
“Yeah, give me a chance to make it up to you.”
“No, I don’t know anything about you.”
“Your first time was awful. I’m responsible for that. Give me the chance to change your mind.”
She bit her lip and all he wanted to do was take possession of her mouth.
“Why?”
“I’m a man, Bella. I don’t want to know the woman I’m with is fucking unhappy. You will date me.”
“Why ask me if you’re demanding it?” she asked, bristling.
Smiling, Jake took her hand, locking their fingers together. “I want to put you over my knee and spank your ass until it shines red. I’m not going to do that. However, you’re going to give me the proper chance you should have given me last night.”