by AJ Renee
Needing to find her release, her fingers grazed the bud of nerves. She worked herself until stars sprang in her eyes and a cry tore from her throat. Her chest rose and fell in quick succession. As good as it felt to come, Michelle found herself as wound as she was before.
Rolling onto her stomach, she let out a strangled, “Fuck!”
She had been alone for a very long time now, with only her fingers, vibrator, and imagination to get her through the lonely nights. Never before had an orgasm not taken off the edge. It seemed that Jake broke her.
Once her breathing slowed, Michelle forced herself to her feet. She took a hot shower in hopes it would loosen the knots in her back. When that didn’t work, her bare feet padded into the kitchen, hoping cooking would do the trick.
Michelle put her face in her hands. “What has he done to me?”
“You can hang your coat in here,” Michelle told Jake as she opened the closet near the front door. She watched him grab a hangar and hang his coat. Today he wore a white, long-sleeved thermal and faded jeans. His jeans hung off his waist, and she couldn’t help but notice the way they wrapped around a nicely shaped ass.
“Like what you see?” Jake asked with a mischievous smile.
Michelle’s face burned with embarrassment. She couldn’t believe he caught her staring. “It seems you have a nice ass.”
Jake turned to face her. He took three short strides, and she found herself pressed against a wall in her foyer. His hands dove into the hair at the sides of her head, and his eyes bore into hers. “I’m glad you think so. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your nice everything either.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, even against my better judgment.” His whispered confession came out raspy, filled with what Michelle guessed was a mix of lust and grief.
His eyes focused on her lips, and she mentally begged him to kiss her. When he didn’t move, Michelle rolled to her toes and placed her hands on either side of his neck. Her kiss was desperate, full of need and want.
The need to ease his pain and the want to have him as hers flooded her. This man was getting under her skin like no other before. It both scared her and excited her.
His teeth nibbled on her lower lip before sucking it into his mouth. Ribbons of desire coiled around and down her spine to her throbbing clit. She moaned and pressed her breasts against him, needing to bring their bodies closer.
His hands glided down her sides and cupped her butt, then he lifted her against him. Michelle wrapped her legs around Jake’s waist and gasped into his mouth at the feel of his jean-clad dick against her. She should probably stop this madness but couldn’t bring herself to lie.
She wanted this. She craved this man.
Michelle grabbed at the hair on his head, which was wet from melted snowflakes, and kissed him harder. Jake moaned into her mouth as his tongue rubbed against hers. Her heart beat wildly against her ribs. Each touch and kiss from Jake was pulling her apart at the seams then putting her back together.
The feeling was unbelievable.
Jake held her against him and stepped away from the wall. Michelle trailed kisses along the stubble at his jaw and down his neck, where she teased his Adam’s apple. She opened her eyes briefly when Jake lowered their bodies.
Michelle tugged the throw from under her knee, tossing it aside before adjusting herself over his lap. She brought her hands to his face and fell into his eyes. Her breaths came quickly, and her heart pounded away with only his kiss and touch.
“What are you doing to me?” Jake asked, seconds before sealing his mouth to hers.
Michelle’s body was on fire. Jake’s fingers dug into the flesh at her hips, but no pain came. Her hips rolled on their own. Finding his hard thickness under her, she began moving over him. They had far too many clothes on, but she didn’t want to break their kiss.
His hands released her hips and found the button to her jeans. The sound of her zipper echoed in her ear as he lowered it. Jake lifted her so she leaned on one knee and laid her down on the couch.
He moaned against her lips. “What you do to me!” His hand grabbed and positioned hers, and she felt his hot erection trying to break free. It was a powerful feeling. Michelle loved that she could make him crazy.
“Michelle?” Jake called, forcing her to open her eyes. His hands grabbed the denim at both of her hips as he silently asked for more.
She lifted off the couch and helped him remove the cumbersome material. He removed her socks and kissed one toe and then the others. Each time his lips pressed against her bare skin, her arousal heightened.
Jake moved from her upper thighs to her exposed midsection. She bit back a moan of frustration and sifted through the silky strands of hair on his head. He continued lifting her shirt little by little and left kisses on the newly bared skin.
She watched his eyes darken with desire as he stared down on her after tossing her shirt aside. One of his fingers moved down her neck. Her body shivered with delight as he pushed aside one strap and placed openmouthed kisses along her skin before moving to the other side. With a flick of his fingers under her back, he freed her breasts.
No one had taken their time with her body before. It was both exhilarating and maddening. She needed him inside of her as much as she needed her next breath. Michelle unbuttoned his jeans, her fingers itching to explore his body, but Jake gently stopped her hands from doing more.
“This is about you, Elle,” he said and brushed his lips against hers.
No one in her life called her Elle. Coming from this sexy man, she loved it. It made her feel special and unique.
Any thought after that disappeared when his tongue swirled and flicked her pebbled nipple. Michelle arched her back, offering herself to him.
Jake suckled, nibbled, and teased each of her nipples. His free hand plucked at the sensitive flesh before cupping her heat. The feel of his heavy hand on her caused her hips to lift, trying to find the release she knew only Jake could give her.
“You’re so wet,” he rasped around her nipple. His fingers pushed the material aside, and a moan ripped from deep inside her when one thick finger slid through her folds. “Damn…” He groaned, pushing it inside her.
Her hips bucked off the couch when one and then two fingers slipped into her sex. It felt nothing like her fantasies. Jake pressed the heel of his hand against her clit and moved his fingers in and out of her.
She squirmed under him, her body coiling with every touch. Michelle was sure to explode in record time. Suddenly, he removed his fingers and she was empty and on edge. Jake raised himself, and her body became cold as he took his warmth with him.
He helped her sit on the couch, but she couldn’t form the words she needed to figure out what went wrong. When he chuckled, she considered kicking him in the balls.
“You really are gorgeous, even if you are plotting my murder,” he said before dropping to one knee and then the other. “You can’t deny it, Elle. I see it in your eyes.”
He put his hands on her knees and rubbed them up her legs. After grabbing her hips, he tugged her down, her bottom nearly falling off the edge of the cushion.
“Don’t kill me just yet,” he said with a wink.
Michelle watched his head lower, and her sigh turned into a deep moan as his mouth covered her core.
“Mmm… you taste sweet,” Jake said against her lips. The vibrations of his words over her flesh felt amazing.
Jake lifted her legs and spread them as far as they would go. He pulled back, and she squirmed when he stared at her exposed sex. She heard his approving groan a moment before he took his time eating her out.
If she thought he was a great kisser before, she was wrong. Jake was very talented with his tongue, lips, and hands. Within no time, Michelle’s body tightened.
Her orgasm took her breath away as her body arched. Jake worked her until every convulsion passed through her. Only then did he slow his licks before working her body to another release.
> Michelle tried to push herself up, hoping to have her time pleasing the man. Except, Jake put his palm over her shoulder and gently pushed her back down.
Three.
Three earth-shattering orgasms later, Jake flicked his tongue over her clit one last time. The smile he graced her with reminded her of the cat that got the mouse. Or maybe in this case, the dog that got the pussy? His smugness only made her laugh. She was a puddle of satisfied bliss.
“God, I love making you come,” Jake said and placed his chin on her stomach. “I have to say, I feel like a million bucks seeing your after-orgasm glow.”
Michelle chuckled. “Proud of yourself?”
“Hell yeah,” he told her with a smug grin.
She pushed herself off the couch into a sitting position. He kneeled on the floor between her bare legs. Michelle captured his lips, tasting her essence as she searched for his taste.
Jake kneaded her breasts as she slipped one hand down to unzip his jeans. She needed to set him free. He moaned into her mouth when her hand found his hard flesh. It was a silky, thick rod. When it throbbed in her hand, her core tightened with need.
Michelle broke their kiss and moved along his jaw to his ear. After teasing him a moment, she whispered, “You have way too many clothes on. Fix that.”
Jake chuckled at her demand. Before doing as she said, he nibbled his way down her neck. Her head dropped to the side, giving him full access to the column of her neck.
When his shirt came up and off his body, she paused. Jake stood and pushed the jeans and boxer briefs he wore to the ground and kicked them aside. His large dick stood proudly in front of her, and the body it was attached to blew her fantasies out of the water.
“Like what you see?” he asked.
Michelle looked him over. “It’s all right,” she said and bit her cheek to stop from giggling.
The skin between his eyes crinkled. “Oh, is that so?”
“Well, I don’t want you to get cocky—”
“Baby, I’m already feeling cocky.” Jake chuckled and ran his hand over his thickness.
Michelle rolled her eyes and laughed. “Oh, geez!”
“Hey, you’re the one that said it.”
She shook her head at him with amusement. Michelle walked right into that trap. After rising to her feet, she realized that while barefoot she was about six inches shorter than Jake. Glancing back down his very sexy body, she bit her lip.
Michelle lifted her hands and ran her fingers down Jake’s chest. She touched the firm muscles and divots where he was most defined. His hot skin burned in such an amazing way.
“Your touch…” he rasped.
She stepped into his body and let her hands move around his waist and up his back. His dick pressed into her soft belly. Jake grabbed her neck and tilted her face to his. His lips crashed on hers, and she found herself swept away in Jake.
His touch, feel, smell, and taste… All things Jake Smith.
She skimmed her hand downward and grabbed a handful of ass. The firm round muscles were colder than the rest of him. She continued her exploration until her hand wrapped around his erection. Michelle ran her hand from base to tip, enjoying the groans that escaped his lips.
Jake lifted her before she could so much as blink. Her legs wrapped around his narrow waist.
Flesh to flesh.
“Bed?” Jake whispered along her neck as his fingers dug into her ass.
Michelle pointed, and as Jake took a step, a loud vibration stopped him. “I’ll call back,” he told her and peppered kisses along her shoulder.
The noise ended and started up immediately. “Are you sure it’s not important?”
Jake adjusted her so he could slide his thickness between her lips. “Elle, this is feeling pretty important.”
Michelle moaned at the feel. Her body ached for him.
He carried her to the bed and laid her down.
“Condom?” she asked before her mind completely fried on the overwhelming need to have this man fill her.
“Wallet. Be right back,” Jake said and hurried out of the room.
She chuckled at his eagerness and enjoyed the view of him leaving. Once he was out of sight, she moved herself to the middle of the bed and took a deep breath. It had been a while since she’d had sex, but sex with Jake? It felt different… bigger… and much scarier.
She looked at the door when she heard a rustle. Her brows pulled together when Jake stepped inside her room pulling his thermal over his head.
“I’m so damn sorry, Elle,” he said and zipped his jeans.
Her arm covered her breasts. “Did I do something wrong?”
His sat on the bed next to her. He placed his hand on the other side of her body before he leaned in close. “No. My phone?”
“Yeah?”
“It was important, and I have to go.” Jake looked away before taking in a deep breath.
“What?” she asked.
“You can come with me if you want? I mean, I’d love for you to come with me.”
Michelle stared at him and couldn’t help the confused look on her face. “You want me to go with you somewhere that is so important that you’d stop…” She couldn’t finish the sentence, and her face flushed.
“My friends need me. I would love to introduce you to them. You would need to hurry though.” His eyes dropped to her breasts. Desire flashed before she saw the hope that she would go with him replace it.
“Okay.” Michelle smiled and kissed his lips softly.
She jumped out of bed but not fast enough. Jake swatted her ass and chuckled at the dirty look she directed at him. She of course didn’t mean it and found herself smiling from ear to ear. Michelle grabbed her clothes strewn around her living room and slipped them on as fast as possible. Jake stood by the front door with his coat on and hers in his hands.
“Purse,” she reminded him and ran to the table where she kept it. With a quick glance, she spotted her phone and keys.
Within five minutes of Jake entering her bedroom, she was stepping outside into the cold. She wondered what his friend needed that was important enough for Jake to halt their activities but enough to include her.
“I should probably warn you,” Jake said as he stopped in front of the hospital doors.
Michelle’s mind whirled with varying scenarios of what was beyond those doors. She didn’t do well with gore. Hell, Janey had begged her to be at her side for Bobby’s birth, and Michelle had only agreed after some stipulations. She refused to watch her godchild enter the world.
Nope. It wasn’t going to happen. Childbirth was a miracle and beautiful in its own way, but she knew she couldn’t stomach seeing it happen. Not to mention, she had no intentions of seeing her best friend’s va jay jay stretched to its max.
“What’s that?” she asked Jake, focusing on the man in front of her.
He looked away and blew out a heavy breath. “My friends will be shocked to see you here with me. There are good reasons for how they feel, but I promise you they are great people. They are my family. I also promise that if you stick through these next hours with me, I’ll tell you the rest.”
Michelle grabbed his hand and held it between her own. “Jake, it’s not like we’ve been together long.”
His eyes met hers with an intensity she didn’t expect. “No we haven’t, but it feels like I’ve known you my whole life.”
She smiled as her heart rolled inside her chest. “It really does feel like that. What I’m trying to say is that it’s okay. I don’t know your history, but I hope you will share it with me when you’re ready. I will share with you my boring history as well.”
“You and boring don’t go together,” he whispered as he stepped closer. Jake raised his gloved hand and cupped her cheek. “I find you very fascinating.”
Michelle chuckled. “I’m glad I have you fooled so easily.”
His lips met hers, and time stood still. She didn’t know what it was about this man. Maybe it was the magic of the
winter season, but there was no denying she was falling for Jake. Quite literally, if she thought about it.
Jake’s warm lips infused her with hope and promises for more. He broke the kiss and searched her eyes. Cold snowflakes landed on her eyelashes, and she blinked them away.
Jake brushed them off her face. “Let’s get inside before you freeze and they hunt me down.”
Michelle followed him blindly. She stared at the map laying out all the departments without actually seeing a thing. Good thing Jake seemed to know which way he needed to go. He tugged her hand toward the elevator and pressed the four before pulling her into his side.
He kissed her head, and she heard the tremble of his exhale. The moment was sweet and oddly reminded her of a cheesy TV movie. What wasn’t cheesy was the feeling that overcame her with that kiss. He’d kissed her in a variety of ways now, but that kiss.
That one chaste kiss knocked her on her ass.
She was thankful she could burrow her face into his side and just be. No forced words or promises. Two people taking whatever comfort or affection the other could give. Living in the moment. Simple and yet anything but.
Michelle couldn’t help examining the tornado of feelings flowing through her. Her logical brain wanted to put her in her place back on earth. Her heart overruled her need for self-preservation. This feeling was what she dreamed of. For many years, she couldn’t understand why she didn’t have what her friends had.
Before she could continue considering those things, she looked around. At some point in her heavy thoughts they’d exited the elevator, and Jake was now chatting with a nurse behind the desk.
“Chelle?”
Michelle turned and her brows drew together. “Eric?” The heavy fog around her mind disappeared as she scanned her surroundings.
“Thank God! I was starting to worry you hadn’t gotten our messages,” Eric said.
“Messages?” Michelle asked and fumbled for her phone. Missed calls, voicemails, and at least twenty text messages.
“Oh, hey, Jake!” Eric said looking to her side. “You got Scott’s messa—”