by Cali MacKay
“As far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing to fucking sort. He had his chance—not to mention your divorce is nearly final.” He shook his head in frustration, picking up a fry and munching on it.
She had to shake her head, a smile working its way to her lips. There was no point in arguing with him or spending their time together worrying about things that were far from getting sorted. “You’re awfully stubborn. You know that, right?”
“Stubborn…determined…call it what you want, little red, as long as it gets me the desired result—which is you in my bed, naked.” He flicked his eyebrows up teasingly, running his fingers down her hand so that his very touch had her squeezing her legs together to try to dampen the throb of her clit. And suddenly, all her worries evaporated away in a wave of need, like the sun shimmering off hot asphalt in a summer heat wave.
“And then what?” Hannah couldn’t resist flirting with him. Especially since it had been a damn long time since anyone had actually flirted back. And it felt amazing. Amazing that he was interested, that she could hold his attention, that she could turn him on. Part of her wanted to protest that of course he should be interested. Yet it was hard to forget what Will’s disinterest had felt like when it was still so fresh in her mind, and so much of the last few years felt like she was stuck on a one-way street, trying to get a stalled car running again.
“There are just so many directions one could go in, little red. And I have every intention of thoroughly exploring each and every option.” He sat back in his seat and ran a rough hand over his stubbled chin. “Might even have to break out some of my brother’s latest inventions. As an investor, I get sent all the latest products and prototypes.”
She shook her head, confused, not quite understanding what Marshall’s company had to do with anything. “What sorts of products? ’Cause I can tell you now that I’m not into any of that kinky medical stuff.”
Jake burst out laughing. “Sweetness, my brother may be a doctor, but his company has nothing to do with medical equipment. Come on. Finish up, and we’ll head back to my place for a bit of show-and-tell.”
He not only had her curiosity piqued, but her pulse was racing in anticipation, sending an aching need through her body, to her swollen clit and wet pussy. With little more said between them, they quickly finished their meal, and headed back to Jake’s place, his hands already on her body and his mouth on hers by the time they walked in through the front door.
“I want you naked, little red. Now.” His words were a growled command between kisses as he tore the clothing off her body, throwing jackets, shirts and jeans aside, while maneuvering them towards his bedroom.
By the time he tossed her onto his bed, they were completely naked and her body was thrumming with anticipation and need. Kneeling before her, he lifted her leg up to him, trailing kisses and nips down the length of her calf to the inside of her knee, his stubble rough against her delicate skin.
She couldn’t help but bite her bottom lip to keep in her needy moans, her hips tilting towards him as he ran his fingers against her slick heat, her hungry gaze taking him in. He was just so gorgeous, and rugged, and damn sexy, with his tattooed arms and washboard abs, his intelligent eyes and chiseled features, his chin covered in several days’ worth of stubble, and his dark hair mussed.
“You’re already so fucking wet for me, little red.” With an expert touch, he teased her clit while dipping his fingers in just enough to coax her open to his touch and drive her crazy.
Her hips writhed against his touch, desperate for more, needing him to fill her and make her come. “Jake…please…”
He dipped two fingers deep inside her, but only for a moment, leaving her to moan in protest. “Patience, sweetheart. I promise to take good care of you.”
Leaning in, he gave her a quick kiss, and then started digging around in one of his drawers, making her wonder what exactly he was up to. He quickly returned with a silk sash and some soft cording. “Do you trust me, little red? Even with your heart?”
Of course she trusted him not to hurt her or do something she wasn’t comfortable with—and that had always been the case. But trusting him with her heart? That had definitely been a problem in the past. Question was, after their last few days together, did she trust him not to leave her three months, six months, a year from now? Did she trust him not to break her heart once more? And she thought she finally knew the answer to that. “I do trust you, Jake—even if it scares me to give in completely to what’s between us.”
“You have no reason to be scared, love. I promise…I’m not leaving you, and I swear it, Hannah…I won’t break your heart.” He gently brushed her cheek and gave her a sweet lingering kiss, before binding her hands to his bed. And then he blindfolded her with the silk fabric, sending her heart skittering as he moved away from her and she heard him rustling with something else, the sound unidentifiable.
“Jake…” Darkness enveloped her and she struggled against her bindings, but before she could truly start to panic, Jake’s reassuring touch returned, soothing her.
“Hush, love. I’m right here. You’re safe, okay? I’m not going anywhere.” His hands trailed gently over her body, his touch electric, his kisses hot and sweet. Now that she’d lost the ability to see what he was doing, everything felt amplified, and her anticipation of what was to come was multiplied tenfold, especially when she was at his mercy, her hands bound.
Nestling himself between her legs, he took his time slowly kissing and nipping his way over her taut body, while his hands skimmed over her curves to cup her breasts. He bit at her nipple and teased it with the tip of his tongue, sucking it into his hot mouth so she felt a corresponding tug on her clit, her back arching and her hips shifting against him, searching him out. With his fingers splayed out over her hips, gripping her tight, he nipped at her sides and ran his tongue over the curves of her belly, her skin cooling where he licked her, making her skin pebble in response.
With a feather touch, he ran a hand slowly down each leg, hooking them up onto his shoulders so she was opened up to him. And yet he was taking his sweet time when all she wanted him to do was ravage her. She fought against her bindings, desperate to touch him, to knot her fingers in his thick, dark hair and lower his head between her legs.
“Jake, please…I can’t take it. You’re killing me.” She was desperate for him to fuck her, to make her come—and she couldn’t believe he had her so worked up, that she was now begging.
“Is this what you want, little red?” She felt him shift lower, his tongue parting her slit and plunging into her, as he alternated between fucking her with his stiff tongue and sucking on her clit.
She cried out, the sensations overwhelming, her body writhing at his attentions as he tightened his hold on her legs, so there’d be no chance of shifting away from him. His name was but a mantra on her lips as her orgasm barreled down on her, his stubble rough against her sensitive skin. It added another layer to the overwhelming sensations that were pushing her closer to the edge, with no escape in sight as his grip held her firmly in his grasp. And then he sucked on her clit hard and flicked it with his tongue, pushing her over the edge, so she was coming hard, though his attentions never slowed.
“Jake…” All she could do was quiver and struggle against her bindings, locked tight in his arms as he continued to ravage her.
Her head was spinning, wanting more of him while needing him to stop, all in the same breath, her already too sensitive clit heavy and aching with need as he pushed her towards another orgasm. She’d gone from not having had sex in nearly a year and a half, and sparingly at that for the last eight years, to a barrage of mind-blowing orgasms several times a day—and she absolutely fucking loved it.
“Come for me again, little red.” His words were hastily spoken, as if he couldn’t bear to be away from his task longer than necessary.
He slipped two fingers deep inside her and then one more against the bud of her ass, using her juices to ease his way, pressing
until it slipped past the tight ring of muscle, adding yet another layer of sensations to her already sensitive body. With his mouth back on her clit, he sucked on it, nipping and teasing, until she could hold back no longer, and she was riding a tsunami of an orgasm that tore right through her, threatening to drown her in a sea of ecstasy.
It was only then that Jake finally slowed, milking every bit of her orgasm out of her, before eventually lowering her legs back to the mattress and slowly kissing his way up her body. He took his time to cover her in kisses, pulling one nipple into his mouth before moving to the other.
She was desperate to see him, to touch him, to kiss him, but she could do none of those things while still bound and blindfolded, completely at his mercy. And then he was gone, his weight shifting off her.
“Jake?” It wasn’t that she was worried he’d leave her there, tied to the bed, and yet the thought still crossed her mind.
“I’m right here, love. I’m not going anywhere—you have my word.” There was such insistence in his voice, and she knew he meant those words for more than just that very moment.
She felt him back at her side, when he pressed his lips to hers, stealing one kiss after another as he slipped the silk from her eyes. Fuck, he did her heart in, especially when he had lust and mischief in those gold eyes of his. “I want to make you come, Jake. Please…”
He bit her lip and gave her a crooked smile. “I have no doubt you will—but I’m far from through with you. I want you to come so many times, your legs will be too shaky for you to stand on for days later. I want your head spinning, little red, and I want you to crave me in the marrow of your bones. Because I fucking love you, Hannah. With all that I am.”
He caught her mouth in another kiss, sweet and tender, so she could feel the love he had for her in his kiss, could feel it in his touch. He stole one last kiss and then shifted away from her, his mischievous smile returning as he lifted a raspberry-colored contraption that was covered in smooth silicone, the shape of it both familiar and yet peculiar, long and curved with an odd wave to it. “Is that what I think it is?”
“If you’re thinking this is one of my brother’s products, then you’re right, though there are several product lines.” Jake pressed the button on a remote, but the vibrator barely made a sound. “It’s unlike anything else on the market—and if the reviews are to be believed, you’re going to thoroughly enjoy this.”
“Wait. Is that a Clio?” She’d seen a few different styles online, but had balked at the outrageous price tag, despite the reviews that claimed it was well worth every penny.
“Indeed it is.” Jake slicked it with lube and brushed the tip of it against her already swollen clit, making her cry out his name, before he slipped it inside her. It filled her fully, while another section teased her clit, the vibrations building and then backing off before building again.
“Fuck… Jake…” Her hands knotted around the spindles of the bed as she writhed around, trying to get away while he pinned her to the bed and sucked on her nipple, pulling it into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. She was already climbing towards another orgasm, and this one promised to be mind-blowing, the vibrations different than anything she’d felt before. She was trying to hold back, trying not to come again, feeling like she might shatter into a million little pieces if she had yet another orgasm.
Jake shifted back, running his hands down her legs and pushing her knees towards her so her hips shifted up, pushing the vibrator deeper, while he ran his slick finger against the pucker of her ass, slowly working it in and out past the tight muscle until she was coming once more. “There’s my sweet girl…I fucking love watching you come, Hannah. Love the way your skin flushes and your breath catches in your chest.”
“I can’t take much more, Jake.” Her head was spinning, and every part of her body was tense and sensitized, each touch sending a shiver straight through her as the quiet buzzing of the vibe continued to torment and pleasure her.
Pulling his fingers free of her, he slipped the head of his cock through her wetness and then brushed it against the bud of her ass. “Tell me…is this what you want, little red?”
“Yes.” Her answer was past her lips before she’d even had a chance to really think it through, but she trusted Jake and knew he’d do all he could to ease her into it. If it was what he wanted, then she was willing to give it a try.
“Fucking hell…I love you.”
Chapter Sixteen
Somehow, given her past with Will, Jake doubted she’d done this before, and he knew he’d have to ease her into things, especially when he had a feeling she was doing this for him. “Are you sure, Hannah? We don’t have to do this.”
“I want to. I want all of you, Jake.” Her hips shifted against him, making it so he could barely think of anything but taking her.
“Fuck, Hannah…if you’re sure…” When she nodded, he added some lube and then gently pressed the head of his cock against her ass, slowly easing himself in, little by little, giving her body time to adjust. “Just relax, sweetness. And if you need me to stop or slow down, just say so. Okay?”
She bit her bottom lip and shifted her hips towards him, taking more of him with each rocking motion until he was fully seated, the buzzing of the vibrator easily felt through the thin membrane in between. And fucking hell, she was so incredibly tight with his cock and the vibrator vying for space. Slowly he thrust into her, the feeling overwhelming, especially when she already had him so fucking hard. He wasn’t going to last, not when she felt so fucking good.
Leaning forward, he rocked his hips into her with each thrust as he captured her mouth, kissing her as his pace quickened. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him to her and urging him on until he was swallowing her cries as she came once more. Her body quivered in his arms until he, too, was falling off that delicious edge, his cock pumping his hot cum deep inside her with a primal grunt, his head spinning with the feel of her in his arms, never wanting to let her go.
***
With a movie on the TV and a big bowl of buttery popcorn made, Jake loved that they were finally getting the chance to just relax like a normal couple. Lounging on the wide sofa, Hannah was nestled between his legs, leaning back against his chest as he held onto her, loving how she felt in his arms. And after taking her the way he had, he needed to have her close, needed to know things were still okay between them, that he hadn’t put her through too much.
He kissed the top of her head and then grabbed a bit of popcorn from the bowl she was holding, only half paying attention to the action flick that they were watching, distracted by his thoughts. He couldn’t help but wonder if he’d be able to convince her to stay with him—to start a life with him. Or if she’d feel obligated to give Will another chance. Because he knew Hannah, and she was far too considerate, too caring for her own good, and Will would take full advantage of it.
He might regret what he was about to do, but fuck…he couldn’t help himself. He needed to secure things between them before Will showed up to make his life miserable. “I want you to tell me that you’ll move in with me, Hannah. And I want you to promise me that you won’t let Will talk you out of it. You’re mine, little red.”
She let out a large sigh as she set aside the popcorn and shifted in his arms to face him. “You know I love you, Jake. I really do. But I can’t deal with this tug-of-war between you and Will. And I swear…it makes me wonder how much of this is you guys actually wanting to be with me, or you both worrying I’ll end up with the other guy.”
“That may very well be the case for Will, since you know for a fact that he had pushed you away when you were married. But I’ve loved you for a long fucking time, Hannah.” How could she think that he was only with her because of Will? It fucking pissed him off. “I don’t know what I need to do to prove to you that I love you—to convince you that you mean everything to me—but just tell me and I’ll fucking do it.”
“I don’t doubt that you love me, Jake. I know you do
. But things are complicated, especially when my brother’s death might be at the root of my problems with Will. And this thing between us has happened so quickly. It’s a lot to wrap my head around.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and brushed her lips against his, nuzzling him as she took a deep breath. “But it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you—I do.”
“It’s just that the thought of you leaving, the thought of you going back to Will after he hurt you, makes me fucking crazy. I want to give you everything, Hannah. I want to make you happier than you’ve ever been.” Yet how the fuck could he if she still wanted to walk away from what was between them? And just like fucking clockwork, the phone Will gave Hannah started to buzz and ring. “Please—don’t answer it. He’ll be here tomorrow.”
“And this could be an emergency. You know I need to get this. I’m sorry.” With an apologetic look, she pulled out of his arms, digging the phone out of her pocket and answering it. “Hello? Shit…are you okay? Where are they taking you now? Yeah…we’ll be here.”
Jake listened to Hannah’s end of the conversation, and knew that things were all going to go to hell a lot sooner than he’d thought. He should feel like a selfish ass, knowing that Will was in danger, but he couldn’t feel guilty about not wanting Will around when he was the one threat to Jake’s relationship with Hannah.
“Okay…I’ll see you when you get here. Yeah…I know.” She took a deep breath and let it out on a ragged sigh, her eyes shimmering with threatening tears. “I love you too.”