by Hadley Quinn
Chapter Fifteen
Jay: Where u at?
Melanie: Just got off work, heading to swim
Jay paused. Fuck, she was headed up to his grandpa’s? He instantly wondered if Tyse was there too. Jay had been working out in his garage all day, but hadn’t seen Tyse since the night before. And Melanie had been busy with her own stuff so he’d barely even heard from her.
The last time he saw her was two nights ago when they’d kissed…
Melanie: Wanna swim? Come join me. Pretty please???
Jay had to pause again. It was five o’clock, and even though he had to wait until tomorrow for Teague’s help hooking the engine to the hoist and lowering it into the car, Jay wanted to claim he was too busy. But…he couldn’t help it.
Jay: Only if ur in a skimpy bikini
Melanie: Hahaha! Yeah, me and baby bump. I’m sure it’ll be sexy
Jay had to smile: Good, then count me in
He quickly grabbed what he needed and left the house. On the way to Malibu, he stopped and grabbed some takeout at Islands Restaurant. He knew Melanie loved the chicken club wraps from there, and since Jay didn’t care what the hell he ate, he got a few of them. He was so hungry he ate two of them while he drove, and when he punched in the security code to his grandpa’s mansion, he was stuffed full.
After parking on the pool side of the property, he let himself in through the wrought iron gate. He could already see Melanie’s blonde head and yellow bikini in the water, slowly swimming from one end to the other. No one else seemed to be around, but Jay was sure at least the live-in maid was in the house.
He just stood there for a minute, off to the side where she didn’t notice him, but eventually he made his way to a lounge chair and set the bag of food on the one next to him.
“Oh my god, please don’t tell me you’re going to sit there and eat that in front of me,” Melanie said as she swam up to the edge of the pool. “I’m starving and I love that place.”
“Hell yes, you keep swimming,” he answered, motioning her back to the water.
“Just one bite?” she asked with a playful pout. She opened her mouth for him as a hint to bring something over.
“You come over here and get it,” Jay answered smugly. He pulled out the last chicken wrap and waved it at her.
“You are evil!” she scoffed.
“It’s the only one,” he smiled. “Come get it or I eat it all.” He unwrapped one end of it and held it to his mouth.
Melanie was up the ladder in about five seconds, dripping pool water all over his legs to take it from him. “You’re a liar,” she glared. “I see you’ve already had one.” She waved a finger over his t-shirt at the spots where he’d dribbled food as he drove.
“Fucking traitor shirt,” he shook his head. He yanked it off and threw it on the lounge chair as Melanie sat next to him.
“Oh my God,” she mumbled after taking a bite. “I shouldn’t admit this out loud, but I owe you big time.”
“You always owe me, so it doesn’t matter if you admit it.” He lounged back on the chair and kicked his shoes off.
“You’ve got chicken wrap on your shorts too,” Melanie observed. “Maybe you should take them off as well.”
“Maybe I should,” he gave her crooked smile. “Lose the bikini and I will.”
Melanie chuckled after swallowing another bite. “I’m already wearing less than you.”
“True.” Jay looked at her again but wasn’t exactly subtle about the head-to-toe observation. His eyes rested on her lips, and all he could think about was how much he wanted to take them between his teeth again.
Her hand covered her mouth, breaking his gaze. As she wiped at her face she asked, “What’s on me? Stop watching me eat.” She reached into the bag to grab a napkin and dabbed at her lips.
With a smile, he leaned over to her lounge chair and said, “You’re not even close, sweetheart.” When she raised her eyebrows at him, he lowered his mouth to her upper thigh and sucked off a small drop of juice from her chicken wrap. He lingered longer than necessary, turning it sensual as he used his tongue right along with his lips. Fuck, her skin was so soft. And he was tempted to explore a little further, especially when he felt her fingers softly touching the back of his neck.
He tilted his head so he could see her reaction. Oh yeah, she was totally affected by his mouth on her leg. She was biting that damn lower lip, and when her eyes met his, Jay’s playful actions seemed to be compromised. It was almost impossible to keep things light when she looked at him like that.
He sat up and smiled at her anyway, but Melanie’s expression still appeared lustful. Jay felt the same way, but refused to let it show. He reached across to her far arm and grabbed her wrist. She was about to drop her chicken wrap on the ground and he righted it for her.
“You eat, I’ll be in the water,” he winked, and he turned away from her before she noticed the massive hard-on in his swim trunks.
Jay sat at the edge of the pool with his back to her and his legs in the water. He obviously was not able to fool around with her and forget about it, and now that he’d kissed her, the challenge had become even tougher. This was getting fucking ridiculous. He had no idea what to do because Melanie was going to be in his life for a very long time. She would always be Camryn’s sister, and Camryn and Teague were always going to be together. If he screwed up his friendship with Melanie, it was going to be really fucking awkward for everyone.
“Always such a goddamn joke,” he murmured to himself, in reference to the circumstances in his life. He just couldn’t get a damn break.
Jay shook the thought and dropped into the water. He needed to just keep his distance from Melanie and stay her friend instead of the asshole that would just complicate her life later on.
That was the only solution.
After spending ten minutes in his own head as he swam leisurely from one end to the other, Melanie sat at the edge of the pool and dangled her legs in the water.
“I’m stuffed now,” she said. “I don’t know if I can even swim.”
“Tell me about it. I ate two of those fucking things.”
“Two of them?” she chuckled. She leaned back and patted her little pregnant belly. “Do you have a food baby like this?”
When he laughed, Jay totally forgot about his new rule to keep his distance from her. He was already swimming to her side of the pool and pulled himself onto his elbow at the edge next to her. Puffing out his stomach as much as he could, he patted it and said, “I’m way bigger than you, sweetheart. This is…what? –A six or seven month bump?”
She laughed out loud and then shrugged. “Yeah, I’d say so. Good lord, suck that back in.”
“You don’t like the changes in my body?” he playfully pouted, rubbing a hand over his stomach. “I will always think you’re beautiful no matter what, and you’re already wanting to dismiss me because I gained a few pounds?”
He expected her to laugh but she didn’t. She was looking at him pensively and he quickly tried to backtrack his words to figure out what the fuck he said wrong.
Finally he just said, “I’m sorry.”
She looked surprised. “For what?”
“I have no idea. You’re just looking at me like I’m a jackass.”
She laughed that time, but then shook her head and said, “The opposite, Jay. That was really… Well, I won’t say the word because you’ll deny it and I’d rather believe what I want to believe.”
“Believe what?”
With a pause, she slowly shrugged. “Just that I’m not an unsightly mess in your eyes.”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Unsightly?” he chuckled. “What do you mean? You’re the most gorgeous female that I know.”
“Oh wow,” she lightly laughed. “Now I know you’re full of shit because you date models and beautiful actresses.”
“So?”
“So? You can’t possibly think your preggo friend is up there with that.”
“What t
he fuck does being pregnant have to do with how beautiful you are?” he asked sincerely. Never once had he ever thought being pregnant had downgraded her looks. In fact…
No. He wasn’t even fucking going there.
“Never mind,” Melanie sighed, and she pulled her ass to the edge of the pool like she was going to drop into it.
“Don’t ‘never mind’ me,” Jay smiled, moving in front of her until her knees were against his chest. He was only four feet deep in the pool, which made him eye level to her bright yellow top. Why he didn’t just let her drop the subject like she was about to do was beyond his comprehension.
She nudged his chest with her knees and smiled. “I need to work off some chicken wrap calories, so let me in the pool.”
“What’s the magic word?” he taunted, holding her legs so she couldn’t move.
“Um… I’ll tell Teague that you saw Camryn’s boobs last week.”
Jay let go of her instantly and moved out of her way, and Melanie laughed out loud. “Wow, that was easy.”
“I don’t need him getting all territorial and shit on me.”
“Oh, and it has nothing to do with Teague knowing you saw Camryn’s assets?”
“I don’t need to be lectured about walking into the house unexpectedly, even though I saw her from the end of the hall because she had her bedroom door open. And it was a pair of tits. I think I’ve seen a few in my life.”
“Well you scarred my sister for life,” Melanie told him. When he laughed, she added, “And don’t tell her I said that.”
“What if I said that I’ve seen your assets, as well?”
“You have not,” she smiled at him. He only raised an eyebrow at her to disagree and her mouth hung open. “When?!” she scoffed with disbelief, splashing him with water.
“The night you fractured your arm. I finally got you to take some pain medication and it made you…really loopy.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m calling bullshit because I don’t even remember that.”
“Exactly. I walked you to your room to make sure you got in bed okay, and you took your top off right there in front of me.”
“I did not!”
“Yep, you did. Took your shirt off, and then took your Marvel comics bra off right after it.”
Her mouth hung open for a few seconds but then she lifted her chin with a challenging smile. “You could have seen that bra anywhere. Like in the laundry or in my room.”
He only smiled and continued with, “You grabbed a blue t-shirt out of your dresser and put it on, and then took your pants off. Well, tried to. You had a hard time with one arm in a cast and being wacked out on pain pills.”
“Liar!”
“I had to throw you on the bed to yank your pants off of you.”
“You are so full of shit, Jay McCallan,” she shook her head at him. “You just—”
“You have a heart-shaped freckle on your breast,” he cut in evenly, locking eyes with her. She only stared at him with surprise, so he took his finger and pointed to a section of her bikini top. “Right under there,” he added, holding his finger against the fabric close to her nipple.
She didn’t say anything at first as they continued to stare at one another. “You could have just heard me mention it or something,” she finally spoke softly.
“There’s another one about two inches away from it. Right about…” Jay moved his finger slowly down her breast to a new location and stopped. “Here.” He slowly smiled and winked. “It’s not heart-shaped, but it’s just as cute.” When she didn’t respond he added, “Wanna prove me wrong and show me?”
He could tell she was trying to hide a smile when she answered, “Nah, I believe you.”
Melanie pushed back into the water and then finally laughed as she kicked water all over him while swimming away. All Jay had to do was lunge forward and grab one of her feet, causing her to squeal really loud as she continued to kick water in his face with her other foot. He grabbed that one too and pulled her toward him.
“No use trying to fight me off, gorgeous. Unless, of course, you’re just trying to burn those calories you mentioned.”
“You ass, let me go!” she half laughed, half screamed. But he quickly pulled her all the way to him and wrapped her legs around his waist. She stopped fighting him and slid her arms behind his neck, but was totally out of breath as she did it.
“I call you gorgeous and you call me an ass,” he smirked at her. “I guess we are always honest with each other, huh?”
She barely smiled, but her hands moved from his neck to the side of his face as they studied each other from inches away. Her lips and eyes were fucking him over again, and now he had her wrapped around him once more with barely anything on. If he didn’t get his mouth all over her in the next second—
Melanie closed the gap between them and Jay became oblivious to anything else at that point. He had her lips between his and her skin all over him. He slid his hands up her sides and to her back so he could press her against him even harder. He moved with her to the side of the pool, and as much as he loved having her tattooed around him this way, he set her down slowly without breaking their kiss. His hand grazed over her breast as the other one pressed between her legs, and a soft noise came out of her as she kissed him harder. Their tongues and lips were a tangled mess.
Jay kissed her neck and along her collarbone. She had his hair gripped in one hand as he traveled down to her breasts, and without delay, he pulled aside her top so he could take a nipple in his mouth. Melanie arched toward him, and when he slid his fingers down into her folds, she let out a moan and gripped him harder.
“I want you so bad, Jay,” she gasped as she pressed her hand against his cock. “Take me to the pool house. Now.”
He didn’t have to think about it when she put it that way. She moved for the stairs and he followed after. The second the pool house door shut behind them, Melanie slammed him up against the wall and stripped his dripping wet shorts off of him. She was on her knees in front of him instantly, her hot mouth taking him deep. There were brief moments where his conscience tried to interfere but he shoved those rational thoughts aside and enjoyed every second of her attention.
She stood before he got off but he could read her loud and clear. He looked over her beautiful features—her creamy skin, deep penetrating eyes, and especially those damn kissable lips—and the effort to swallow down his lust anymore was absolutely useless. He stripped her bottoms off and traded places with her, holding her against the wall as his cock pressed against her. Fuck, he wanted inside her so bad but was still hesitant.
Melanie was the one that guided him between her legs, and as she slid him along her slick entry, she gripped his neck and pulled him forward to kiss her.
That was his undoing.
The damn bikini top had to go, and once she was completely naked and he had his hands all over her breasts, his cock found its own way inside her. The feel of her as she wrapped her legs around him was incredible, and her sexy moans only increased as he pushed inside deeper.
“Oh God…yes, Jay,” she panted between kisses.
His desire to fuck her senseless was at full throttle, but he held off at first while he lost himself in how it felt to be inside her for the first time. He also felt an inkling of guilt but pushed it aside just as quickly, and it helped that Melanie was entirely into what they were doing. Their sexual chemistry was shooting off the charts, which was why Jay moved her to the chaise lounge onto her back. He propped himself over her and paused as they stared at one another. She was so beautiful, lying there with lips parted and drunk with desire for him.
He kissed her again and she pulled him closer until he was back inside of her. Her legs came around his waist, but he took one of them and hitched it higher as he angled into her deeper. A groan came out of her as she fisted his hair in one hand and dug her nails into his back with the other. Jesus Christ, he was on fire for this woman. He could tell the second she broke loose undernea
th him, and while he kissed her mouth as efficiently as he was driving into her, Jay let himself go as well.
That moment of release with her—with Melanie, one of his best friends—was somewhat bittersweet. The physical intensity between them was incredible. There was no doubt that the two of them would have a lot of fun together if they did this all the time. But why the fuck did he feel so guilty? It’s not like she got all needy and called him all the time. No, it was the opposite. Melanie barely ever made a big deal about anything. But maybe that’s what bugged him.
He knew he took full advantage of it.
“Where you at?” she asked, breaking his brief moment of contemplation.
He locked eyes with her again and answered, “Uh, just enjoying the high, sweetheart.”
He gave her a smile and a kiss and pulled himself away. Seeing her lain out on the chaise like that gave him conflicting feelings. She wasn’t the first woman he’d had there, but she was definitely the most important one. Just the fact that those thoughts were invading his head pissed him off big time.
Melanie sat up while he grabbed his shorts and pulled them on, and then he collected both pieces to her swimsuit and handed them to her. Jay ran a hand through his wet hair as he glanced out the window while she dressed for some reason. He felt guilty as fuck for bringing her in here like this.
“Standing guard?” her voice broke the awkward silence. He watched her head for the door and open it. When he didn’t respond with anything, she added, “When I come in here to change I have to pull the curtains shut when I know Doyle is around.”
“Who the fuck is Doyle?” Jay asked, turning for the door to follow her out. He was glad for a new topic for conversation, but this didn’t sound like one he wanted to be a part of.
“He’s one of the maintenance guys here.”
“I thought the maintenance guy’s name was Fred?”