JACOB (Brothers In Ink Romance Series Book 4)

by Linda Cooper

  JACOB

  Brothers In Ink Romance Series 4

  Linda Cooper

  Copyright © 2015 by Linda Cooper

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Bonus

  Chapter One

  “We’ll keep him safe,” I promised. I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. That was a promise I made to Becky years before she died, and I intended on keeping it, for the rest of my life.

  Dom glanced at me. He wasn’t so sure I meant what I said, but I did.

  We sat at the table for a long time. The last time we would sit at our table. Just one more night, and I would be out of here.

  I’d waited for this to come for years, and now here it finally was. I’d wait a year and then I would start looking for him. We’d already talked about it and figured everything out. We’d wait six months before seeing each other again—that would give us lots of time to get back on our feet and get our lives together. Then we would wait another six months before we started trying to find him—then we would kill him

  One year later

  My mind raced. She hadn’t said we were going out. Now here I was in my favorite red kimono sleeved dress, my heels on and my makeup done. My heart skipped a beat as I heard the doorbell ring.

  “You should go answer that.”

  I padded over to the door wondering what Jade had done this time. My fingers curled around the handle, and I pulled the door open.

  My jaw dropped.

  He wore a black button-up shirt and dark jeans, but the thing I really noticed was the bright red bow placed on his head.

  “Happy Birthday!” he exclaimed.

  I forced myself to close my mouth.

  “Well,” Jade cleared her throat behind me. “Why don’t you to come in for a while, and maybe later we can go grab a bite?” She grabbed my forearm and pulled me to the side.

  “Actually …” his friend held up a white plastic bag “… we figured we’d stop by a Chinese place and grab something for everyone. I hope that’s okay.”

  “Of course.”

  “Jacob, this is Ashley, Ashley this is Jacob.”

  He reached out, and we shook hands. My heart skipped several beats as I stared at him. His green eyes locked on mine.

  Heat rushed through my body with that handshake, I realized I’d probably been touching him for too long and pulled away quickly, a blush spreading over my cheeks.

  “I believe I’m supposed to be your birthday present.”

  My cheeks burned as I searched for something, anything, to say. “I um, I’m not sure what to say honestly.”

  Jacob grinned as we all made our way into the kitchen. It took us a couple minutes to get everything out on the table, and then I dropped down into the chair beside Jacob.

  “I’m going to have a smoke before we all settle down, but everyone feel free to get started without me.”

  I nodded as Jade followed him out and turned my attention to Jacob. “So, didn’t you have anything better tonight?”

  “Than see you? Not at all.”

  I felt my cheeks burn. “Well, um thank you.” I paused. “So tell me about yourself?”

  “There isn’t much to say.” He shrugged. “My work is my life. I work with dogs, and there isn’t anything I would rather do with my life.” He smiled softly. His smile was so beautiful it amazed me.

  “Do you work at a pet store or something?”

  “Or something. I am at a rehab center, so I pretty much spend my day around dogs who are so damaged it’s hard to believe that they are still alive.” My heart sank.

  “I have no clue how you can do that … It makes me want to cry just thinking about it.”

  His smile widened a little. “I’m not sure how I do it either,” he confessed.

  I reached out, touched his shoulder and smiled as I took the bow off his head. “I’ve got to say you are the best birthday present I’ve ever had.”

  He leaned towards me; his warm breath touching my neck softly as his soft voice came to my ear.

  “I’ve got another present for you to unwrap later if you want it.”

  Innuendo seeped through his voice.

  I felt my cheeks burn as I heard the front door open. Jacob pulled away from me and turned his attention to the sweet and sour chicken balls as Jade and Luke made their way back to the table.

  ***

  An hour later, Jade stood, smiled at her friend and announced she was leaving. As the two girls left the table and made their way out of earshot, I leaned towards Luke. “Are you going to try to get a ride home with her?” I whispered. I really wasn’t looking to share Ashley with Luke. He chuckled.

  “Yea, sure I can do that.”

  “Thanks, man.”

  He shrugged it off as he glanced at her. “Anytime.” It was obvious that he wanted to get to know her as badly as I wanted to get to know Ashley. As they came back towards us, Ashley caught my eye. She smiled widely.

  Luke pushed himself to his feet. “Could I get a ride? I’ve got an early shift tomorrow, and I don’t want to drag Jacob home, but we drove together.”

  “Um, sure.”

  “Great, thanks.” He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a pair of keys. “Just drop it off at my place. Put the keys in the tailpipe … and be gentle with her.”

  “I’ll fill her up too.” I grinned as I took the keys from him. “Thanks, man.” I couldn’t thank him enough for this. It wasn’t often that Luke gave up the keys to his car, so he either really cared about me or he really wanted to get with this girl. I was pretty sure that it didn’t have anything to do with me.

  “Thank you so much for coming,” Ashley called as they made their way to the door. She didn’t turn to face me until she’d heard the front door open and close behind them.

  “So.”She grinned as she faced me. I stared at her blonde hair, her wide brown eyes, the way that little red dress made her look like a woman and took a deep breath as the feeling in my gut told me I should have gone home with Luke.

  ***

  “So.” I stepped towards him. This was my birthday, and I was pretty sure he’d promised me a very dirty present. “About that present for me to unwrap …” I stood right in front of him. My leg pushed his knees apart as I stepped between them. He reached out and grabbed my hips, pulling me onto his lap.

  Before I realized it, his lips were on mine. Soft, sweet and warm against my skin, he devoured me. His five o’clock shadow tickled my lips.

  His fingers entwined in my hair, pulling me closer, and a moan passed through my lips. My head spun as our kiss deepened. I pulled him closer to me as our lips parted and came back together.

  His teeth grazed my lower lip. He pulled away from me a little, his arms slipped under my body, and he lifted me up easily. He stood, his lips touching mine, and he headed towards the living room.

  “Second door on the left,” I whispered against his neck, my teeth grazing his skin softly. He quickly found his way to the bedroom, and for a fraction of a second, I was so glad it wasn’t a mess.

  As he guided me down onto the bed, I was surprised by how gentle he was. His lips touched mine before he pulled away, allowing me to get comfy.

  He crawled on top of me, carefully straddling my hips. His hand
s traced over the curves of my body. I bit my lip as I reached out for him.

  My fingers fumbled as I reached for the first button on his shirt. The second was a little easier to get undone. He grinned as he watched my eyes widen as I unbuttoned his shirt. Holy shit.

  My eyes trailed down his eight pack to the tattoo that was half covered by his jeans. I swallowed dryly. God, I wished those pants were off. He left his shirt on as I sat up, my lips touching his chest and let out a sound of approval, his fingers tangling in my hair as he gently pulled me away from him and onto the bed.

  Hands ran down the curves of my body. “Roll over,” he said as he slipped off me. I stared at him, drinking in the sight of his muscular chest and his abs, the tattoo, and the way his hair fell into his face. I tried to memorize it as I rolled onto my back. I felt the zipper of my dress loosen, and he grabbed one of my hands, our fingers interlocking as he pushed me down into the bed. His lips traced over the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine, and I moaned as his hands traced up my uppermost thigh.

  I gasped, feeling his finger touch my pussy through my panties. He brushed them aside, and his warm fingers slipped through my folds.

  I moaned; my nails digging into the bedding as his lips traced over my back and his finger pushed into me.

  He rolled off me and I turned to stare at him. I was about to say something, but he cut me off.

  “Take your dress off.”

  I nodded as I pushed myself to my feet and let the dress fall to my ankles, glad Jade had picked out stockings for me and glad I’d picked a good bra and panties. I stood there as he drank in the sight of my semi-naked body. Lust burned in his eyes. My pulse raced as he ran his fingers through his hair, a smirk spreading across his face. “Do you have protection?”

  “Yes,” I stammered. I padded over to my sex drawer and pulled it open. With everything that was in there, it took me a while to find a normal condom. I didn’t want a textured one in case Jacob was oddly sensitive about … things.

  I gasped as I felt his fingers digging into my ass. “That’s quite the collection you have there.” I could hear the grin in his voice.

  My cheeks burned. Great. Now he thinks I’m some sort of sex freak.

  “Maybe we can take a look at it sometime and play together.” His breath was hot against my ear, and I bit my lip, trying to control how turned on I was, or at least not make it too obvious.

  Grabbing a condom, I closed the drawer quickly and turned to face him. He’d taken his shirt off, and I was able to fully stare at his tattoos. A tribal tattoo ran down his entire left arm, the tattoo along his waist was still half hidden by his pants.

  I grinned pushing him towards the bed, my hands on his belt. My lips touched his as I undid his belt, and his pants fell to the ground.

  My eyes almost popped out of my skull as his cock sprung forward. Long and hard. I dropped onto the bed as the mental image of him pushing into me flicked through my mind. I grinned, spreading my legs for him and holding the condom out for him to take. He took it from me and quickly ripped into it.

  “I’ve gotta say, that’s a damn good birthday present.” My eyes locked on it as he slipped the condom over his cock and I settled down into bed, spreading my legs wide for him.

  His lips touched my innermost thigh before quickly working their way up to my neck. I felt his head against my folds, and he nipped my neck lightly as he pushed into me.

  I moaned as pleasure and pain overwhelmed me. My nails dug into his muscular arms as he pulled away gently and pushed back in. “I’m going to make it better than you will believe.”

  His words sent a chill down my spine, but the good kind of chill. His lips kissed me, passionately.

  My hands ran over his muscles as he pushed in and out of me, slowly getting faster and faster. He reached out and grabbed my hand in his, and I bit my lip as my moans grew louder. His large frame hovered over me; the hand that was holding mine supported him so he wouldn’t crush me as he pushed in and out of me faster and harder. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

  He sat up, his hands grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him. His eyes locked on mine as he grabbed my left leg and rested it against his chest. He pushed into me harder, and I gasped as my eyes rolled back for a fraction of a second. His lips touched my ankle as his fingers softly traced their way down my body. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Faster and faster, he pushed into me, his free hand still holding onto my hips, his fingers digging into me softly.

  My own fingers dug into the bedding as my moans grew louder. I forced my left hand to let go and it slipped between us, reaching for the base of his cock. A soft murmur of pleasure escaped him as he slammed into me. I pulled my hand away from his cock and my fingers slipped to my clit, and then a mix of whimper and scream escaped me as I played with myself.

  Pleasure overwhelmed me, threatening to overtake my body. My eyes rolled back. “I’m so close,” I whispered. I could feel it.

  Jacob slammed into me faster and harder, his fingers tracing over the uppermost parts of my thigh, so close to tickling, but still pleasing.

  Everything went hazy black as I gasped. He slammed into me harder, his own gasp escaping him as I felt my body jerk up, my hips rising, grinding against his cock. I rubbed my clit frantically, taking in shallow breaths as pleasure surged through my body. I let out another cry of pleasure as he slammed into me again, his fingers digging into my hips, trying to pull me close. I moaned as another wave of pleasure ran from my head to my toes, this time softer. He pushed into me again, gasping for breath.

  I felt him relax as one final wave of ecstasy surged through my body, this time so small it was just enough to make me twitch, and then I forced my eyes open.

  Jacob grinned down at me. His lips touched mine softly before he raised himself up. I watched as he made his way into the living room, then towards the bathroom.

  A post-sex shiver escaped me as I closed my eyes, reached for the blankets and covered myself up. Ready for bed, I forced myself to stay awake as I thought about the man in my house. It wasn’t that I was scared of him or anything, it was just that I wanted to see him again. I didn’t want to fall asleep before he came back.

  The sound of the tap running told me he would be back soon. I grinned as I waited.

  “You look tired,” he remarked as he came back into the room.

  “You tired me out.”

  He chuckled as he came towards the bed, slipping in and under the blankets, pulling me into his arms and placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

  I stared at him as I tried to think of something, anything, to say. “Do you want to stay the night?” I’m not sure where it came from. I normally didn’t ask guys to stay the night but … I think I actually wanted Jacob to stay the night. I wanted to cuddle and shit.

  He smirked. “Yea, I’ll stay the night.” He climbed back into bed with me, his body hovering above mine as he kissed me softly. “So, did you enjoy that birthday present of yours?”

  “You have no idea.” I pushed him down onto the bed and rolled half on top of him, resting my chin on his chest as I stared at him.

  His body was beautiful. Okay, maybe not beautiful, not in a traditional sense. I saw several small scars on his chest and ribs, the tattoos, his large muscles. He reminded me of a Celtic god. My lips brushed his chest.

  He tangled his fingers in his hair, brushing it out of his face as he stared at me.

  “So, you’re getting old now?”

  I laughed. An interesting way to figure out my age. “26. You?”

  “28.”

  Okay, so there wasn’t an age gap at all. Good. I closed my eyes, resting against his chest. His body was warm and lulling me to sleep. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close to him.

  It was something I never really did, but it felt so right. With Jacob holding me, I felt … complete. I felt safe, happy, and most of all like I never wanted it to end. I better ask him out. The thought set my heart a flutter. I didn’t have experience in asking
someone out, but the fact of the matter was that I liked him. I wanted to see him again, and that wasn’t something I didn’t have happen these days. Well, if I were going to ask him out, I’d better get to know him.

  “So Jacob, what’s your dating record like?”

  I looked up at him, opening my eyes. He stared at me, a blush touching his cheeks.

  “I um, don’t really have one.”

  Raising an eyebrow, I said, “Well, that’s interesting.” Because there was no way this was his first time—he was way too good.

  “So you don’t date?” Meaning: You just fuck?”

  “I guess not. I’ve never really thought I’d be a very good boyfriend to be honest.”

  “And why is that?”

  He just smiled. “What’s your dating record like?”

  “Boring,” I admitted. “I got my first boyfriend when I was 14. We lasted a couple weeks, and I didn’t get another one until I was 19.” I paused and took a deep breath. “We were together for three years and got engaged after two. We were planning on wedding until I walked in on him and his best friend, who was a girl for the record.” I looked away from him. The truth was it still hurt to talk about. “After that I just haven’t felt the need to date anyone.”

  And truth be told I wasn’t ready to be hurt again.

  “Fuck,” he whispered. “Well, he’s an idiot.”

  I laughed softly. “Yea, that’s what I keep telling myself.”

  “I mean it. If he’s stupid enough to pass you up when he could have spent the rest of his life with you, this man is an idiot.”

  His eyes locked on mine as he gave me a soft smile.

  ***

  I couldn’t believe that someone would screw around on her. She was … perfect. I closed my eyes, forcing myself to look away from her. This was not good.

  Chapter Two

  I rolled over, facing the man in my bed. A grin crossed my face as his eyes flicked open.

  “Morning.” His lips touched mine softly. He looked behind him at the clock then turned back to me. “I … um, do you mind if I don’t stay for breakfast or anything? I want to get home to check on Jasmine. I normally don’t leave her alone at night and …” The worry was obvious.