“I’m not drunk, Jake.”
He pulled her closer, causing her to let out a startled cry, and letting her feel every part of him, even the bulge pushed against his zipper. She couldn’t help but look down and notice she was all but rubbing up against him. It was the only natural thing to do.
Oh...God…what was happening here…in a public place no less?
She could barely croak out, “Ja-ke.”
“You feel that?” he asked. “Answer me, damn it. Do you feel what you do to me?” he demanded when she didn’t answer.
And if her brain hadn’t been made of mush she might’ve jerked out of his hold, demanding he never speak to her that way again. But because she was having trouble thinking and speaking at the same time, she let him get a pass. And because, after all, this was her Jake, a man she’d loved so much at one time that he’d had the ability to hurt her badly. She knew he was thinking with one part of his anatomy and not thinking about his tone.
All she could muster up was a slight head shake. This was too much for her.
He was too much for her.
“This is what you do to me every time I think of you, whether you’re in the room or not. So can I please drive you home?”
“Yes.”
* * * *
Jake stole a kiss before shutting the truck door and hurried over to his side, almost doing a Dukes of Hazard move across the hood of his truck. He couldn’t leave Ollie’s parking lot fast enough. He stirred up a little gravel and was headed in the direction to either one of their places to finally have his way with Ms. Anna Kelly. Hearing her simple yes was music to his ears.
“Your place or mine?” he rasped.
“Mine.” Good. It was the closest. He didn’t know how much longer he was going to be able to hold out as his cock throbbed against the front of his jeans.
He’d never wanted, or desperately needed, a woman like he did Anna at this moment in time. Usually he didn’t feel so drawn to the opposite sex to the point that it was a matter of life or death. This was different. This was a hunger only she could appease. He had to get to their destination, quickly.
Somehow he made it to her apartment before having to pull over to the side of the road and fuck her right there for anyone to see. Barely coming to a full stop, inches from the apartment door, he leaped from his monster of a truck, jogging over to the passenger side before Anna had a chance to open her door and maneuver her way down. Lifting her up with ease, he brought her to the ground.
Because the door was unlooked—something he was going to talk to her about later—all she had to do was turn the knob.
Walking over to a lamp resting on a side table nearest the door, he turned a switch, bringing a soft glow to the room. His back was only turned from Anna for half a second, but apparently that was too long for her. She was on him without skipping a beat.
Wrapping both hands around his neck, she kissed him like he had planned to do to her. In response, he kissed her back with equal fervor. This was the light a fire under your ass Anna he had seen that day in his driveway.
This side of her was so hot and unexpected. The girl he’d known back in high school would never have latched onto him like this. That seventeen-year-old girl could kiss with passion behind it, bring him to his knees with just a look, and was beyond the sexiest girl he’d wanted to sleep with, but she was not the type who took the initiative in the backseat of his mom’s car. That was his doing. And at the time, he was a teenage boy who couldn’t keep his hands off his beautiful girlfriend, but a few times he wondered what it would be like if she came on strong.
It had taken eleven years, but he was finally getting his damn wish.
He pulled back long enough to lift the shirt over her head, showing just enough cleavage and revealing a simple white bra. Her perky breasts were what a man would refer to as a handful.
“Good God, woman, you’re killing me here,” he growled. The night she’d walked out of his bathroom beautifully naked, he wanted her, but knew the timing was wrong. That night was also different. But this was perfect. This was desire…passion…and need all rolled up in one. That night was all about his taking care of a woman he would always want to protect. Sure, he was tempted by her nakedness, but he liked to consider himself a gentleman. And no matter how hard it had been for him to turn her down, he knew sex was not something she’d needed right then.
“Take this off,” Anna commanded, grasping at his shirt like it was the only thing to save her.
“My pleasure, sweetness.” He slowed down from a wildcat’s pace to something that she would remember.
He unbuttoned each button, slowly, letting her see all of him, little…by…little. He wanted her to crave him to the point she was in so much sexual pain that she begged for him to relieve her of it. Not that he doubted her, but he needed to make sure she wanted him as badly as he longed for her. The way he had desired her since that first day she’d walked up his driveway.
“Come on, Jake, off with it,” she insisted.
While he was tempted to fulfill her request, he intended to savor this moment with her—the way she tasted and felt beneath him. He wanted to take in the beauty of her green eyes as she gazed up at him with desire when he sank deep inside her.
Anna fumbled to unbutton his jeans, but he stopped her before she tried to pull them and his boxers down at the same time. “Not so fast, baby. No need to rush.” He gripped both her hands in his. “We have all night.”
“I want to have sex with you,” she boldly stated.
He kissed her hard, letting his actions speak louder than any words he could muster. It was important to him that she knew he wanted this…bad, but he wanted to make sure he saw her in the light, her hair spread out on a pillow, and gripping the sheets with both hands because he just rocked her ever-loving world. Keeping their mouths touching, he walked her backward to the queen-sized bed, making sure she didn’t trip and fall in the process. When the back of her legs hit the bed, he gently pushed her on it.
“Scoot back onto the pillows.”
When she did, he crawled inch-by-inch up her body. Starting with the point between her belly button and jeans, he kissed his way to her perfect breasts. He loved the way her stomach quivered at his touch. It brought him complete satisfaction.
“Rise up on your elbows so I can undo you,” he instructed. He couldn’t help but be happy at the change of control. While he did love her take charge attitude, the man in him liked the feeling of being able to run the show.
He reached behind her and flicked the hook that was holding in the part of her he wanted out and free. After tossing the bra to the side, he cupped both breasts and marveled at how perfect they looked in his hands. While pressing her back to the bed, he pinched one pert nipple, rolling it between his fingers and loving the way she was responding to him.
He then ran his tongue over it as she expelled a ragged breath. Meeting her eyes, as if telling her his next move, he suckled one breast while caressing the other with his hand.
She ran her delicate fingers down his spine, causing a tingling sensation he could feel ripple to his core.
“Woman, I’m the one supposed to be doing the pleasuring right now. I’m dying just from you touching me like that”
A smile broke out on her face as she teased, “Just doing my part.”
He unbuttoned her, and with her cooperation, they both pulled her jeans down until they resided on the floor. She wore flaming-red panties, reminding him of the high heels she’d had on the night they danced at the bride and groom party.
Damn.
Red was for damn sure his new favorite color. His own breath caught, and he had to force himself to take another…another…and another breath after that one.
“If I’m going to lay here so exposed, can you at least take yours off as well?” she begged.
“Honey, if I didn’t love those red-hot panties right now, you would be a lot more exposed.”
He complied with her request and r
emoved his own jeans. And just to make her feel more comfortable, he shucked his boxers too, plopping free his erection.
She gasped and then bit her bottom lip. Which was the reaction he wanted her to have.
He lay back on top of her, nibbling at her neck, enveloping himself in her feminine scent. He used his hands to explore her body and stopped them on top of her panties. When that didn’t satisfy him, he slipped his hand under them, deep into her moisture. She was already wet for him. Not able to stand it anymore, he yanked down the panties he loved and returned to her hot moisture.
Yes.
Her head sank deep into the pillow, and she cried out, “Ohhh…”
She moved against his hand, causing the perfect friction. He felt overflowing with pleasure at watching her enjoy his touch. Her eyes closed as she moved in a rhythm that suited her.
“That’s right, baby. Go with it.”
When her body tensed, he knew she was about to come. “God, Jake…” Chills broke out all over her skin as she cried out his name. It was like her groaning wrapped around his dick, making it hard for him to hold on himself. He had to have her, now.
“How was that, sweetness?”
* * * *
A sexy cloud surrounded her. Her vision was unclear and her heartbeat was fast and unsteady. In only one week she’d had two orgasms from the touch of Jake’s hand. If she’d had any doubt about his skills before now, all that was washed away. Because now she understood why he had won a gold glove while playing third base—he was skilled at everything he did. And if she didn’t know just how talented of a baseball player he was, she would’ve sworn to anyone that giving orgasms was his specialty.
She wanted him inside her, but she wasn’t expecting any more hard pleasure for herself. It was more that she just wanted the feeling of intimacy with him. Sex could be good, intense, and primal, but, when it was with the someone, it was so much more than that. That feeling was not something she was familiar with, but had to believe it was true. Otherwise, why did people plan lives together and get married? If sex was just about human instincts, then why stick around for the long haul? Why not just get in and out?
When she had been with her one and only lover, Chris, she’d had only one orgasm and knew from listening to other women that it was almost impossible to have two. The guy had to be really good. And while she didn’t doubt Jake was talented, she didn’t think of herself as a person who would be good in bed and capable of having two. Em had two. Liza had two. Not her.
Chris was a one-night see if you can type of experience. So she didn’t know how she would actually be in the bedroom. Her body had wanted more, but her mind held her back from the pleasure she craved from a man. A man like Jake.
“Amazing,” she finally answered. She couldn’t wrap her head around what she felt and how open she was with him. He was so big. Had she really cried out his name? God…yes, she had. She was becoming a wild woman. Who’d have thunk it? Anna Kelly, a wild woman in Patience.
She was moved that he shed his jeans and boxers when she asked. Because of her control issues, she felt the need to rush. Jake wasn’t having any of that. He put her at ease and gave her a memorable experience. He was a considerate lover.
It was hard controlling her breath at the sight of his masculine body. With her only having been with one guy, once, in her lifetime—and even then she’d made the room half-dark—she didn’t know what to expect. But no matter how many times she’d thought about being with Jake, her idea of him still didn’t come close to how he actually looked.
His mouth sank over hers, and all her thoughts were put on hold. His manly scent along with the smell from the gardenia bushes planted next to the apartment that drifted through the open window filled her head, wrapping her up in the moment. She needed this…him…tonight. Unable to resist, she pulled him close to her, wanting to feel all of him. They explored each other’s mouths until her lips were sore and on the verge of going numb. She wanted Jake inside more than just her mouth. She was desperate to have him deep inside her. Her palms ran over his broad shoulders, through his unruly hair, and down his biceps. She marked his stubbled cheek and strong jaw with her kisses. After all these years, they were finally going to be together.
And what was even better was that she had no fears.
He left her side long enough to go to his jeans and pull out a small square piece of foil. Ripping it open, he rolled the condom quickly over his large erection. She was about to feel all of him. The thought of finally getting to be with the man whom at one time she had loved with everything she had, made her giddy. She resisted thinking about all the reasons why this was a bad idea and focused on the thoughts that reminded her she was a grown woman who could have big-girl sex with whomever she chose.
“Open your legs, baby.” He came back on top of her, settling between her legs. “That’s right. Now get ready, because your night is just getting started.” Liquid sex and desire entered his stare, and she knew she was in for a ride.
Anna leaned up to kiss him while so gently moving up against him. Her breasts tingled like they never had before, and liquid heat oozed like warm honey through her veins. She drank in every part of Jake as he sank on top of her. She surrounded herself with his sexiness, while melting against his warmth. She kissed him again…hard—something he would always remember.
He entered her slowly, as if trying not to push too hard. “So tight, baby.” Inch-by-inch he filled her. Completely. She took all of him in; accepting everything he had to give her. As he rocked into her, she matched each thrust. It was simply instinct to move with him.
With the soft light of the moon coming through the window and glow of the lamp he had switched on, she could see every expression written on his face. He couldn’t hide anything if he tried. The desire shining in his eyes had her trembling. Being with Jake was something she’d fantasized about since they were teenagers. But while she knew his feelings for her were strong back then, right now he showed he wanted her on a much deeper level. Her heart almost exploded in her chest just thinking about it.
She felt sexy tonight because of him.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he instructed. When she did, he sank even deeper into her. If that was even possible. How was she taking all of him in? She hadn’t had sex in several…several years. He was too big.
He lit a fire inside her as he kissed his way from her mouth down to her neck. Not the neck. She was weak when it came to him kissing…nibbling on her neck. Just like the first day in the front yard, she tilted it to the side to make it more accessible to him. A soft moan leaked out between her lips. The feeling of his now hard thrusts and his soft kisses was too much for her system.
His head fell forward as he pumped inside her faster and faster. She met each one, giving all she had to him. “Fuck, so good…so good,” he groaned.
“You too…so big.” She was on the verge of coming again and that fact shocked her. How was this possible? This was a welcome surprise. “Jake?”
“Yes, baby,” he choked out with a ragged breath.
“I’m about to…come again.”
“That’s not a bad thing…’bout to come…can’t hold on.”
With one more thrust she left her own body and went somewhere else for a minute or two.
“Just ride it out.”
Jake’s curses were covered by her own cries as her second orgasm rippled through her body.
Wow…what was that?
“You okay, sweetness?” he asked, as he rolled them to their sides, wrapping his arms around her body, locking them together in a strong embrace.
“Yeah, just…”
“Faint,” he said with a smile, seeming to feel a little too overly confident.
“Yeah. Something like that.” She’d never felt so exhilarated in all her life. In one night she had revealed her feelings by bidding for her ex-boyfriend in a bachelor auction, had gone to a bar alone, showed cleavage just to watch a New York ballgame in Patience of all places…and
then came full circle by sleeping with the ex-boyfriend. She really was wild in Patience.
But that still didn’t erase all the things that were wrong between her and Jake. He was living in her house. And they’d just had a huge fight, which had resulted in his breaking a dish against the wall. It had brought up memories she wanted to bury. When her stomach settled, she said, “Jake, about the other day—”
“No, not right now. Let’s not ruin this.” He unwrapped his arms and motioned back and forth between them. “I know we need to talk about that. And I will say that I am more than sorry for that and could kick myself for the way I frightened you, but for now I would just like to lie here with you…if that’s all right.”
She agreed. Bringing up something that could turn this perfect night into just another bad memory wasn’t worth it. She had enough of them already, and for once she wanted to have something good…something that she could look back on and say now that was a good night.
Nodding her head, she said, “Yeah, we can do that. Jake?”
“Ummm.”
“Will you just hold me?”
“No need to worry about that. I was planning to hold you all night, sweetness.” With that they both drifted off, and Anna slept peacefully for the first time in a long time. She didn’t require a little blue pill to settle her mind and force her to drift off. And better yet, she slept without any bad dreams. It was a good night and would be a good memory.
Chapter Fourteen
Anna stretched and still could feel the remnants of the night before. She shockingly embraced the early morning light that streamed through the trees in the open window across from her bed. In all her adult life, she’d never wakened and felt so rested. So this is how she was supposed to feel.
Wait…what is that? All kinds of alarm bells went off.
A stroking sensation jolted her half-awake body into high alert. Her heart thumped rapidly in her chest, causing her breath to come out in spurts with every stroke against her bare thigh.
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