She stepped away again, and peeled off her skirt, then she gazed into his eyes and slid her hand into her panties.
“I’m so horny,” she whispered.
“You are…”
She skimmed her fingers gently over her clit, which felt delightful, knowing her audience was captivated and dying to touch her too... She reached up her other hand to fondle her breasts, dropping back her head and enjoying the thrill of being watched masturbating.
“Do you want me?” she asked.
He sighed heavily, and shook his head. “More than anything in the universe, sweetheart.”
She grinned. “I want you to beg, Jake. I want to hear you begging for it.”
He laughed. “Cheeky, girl. All right – I’m begging you. Get over here now and let me finish you off.”
She chuckled and remained standing on the spot – bending at the waist and flicking her hair – feeling like she was in a shampoo ad. The effect it had on Jake was incredible. He was trying to remain cool and in control, but she could see he was squirming with desire.
“You’ll need to try harder than that, Jake Quinlan.”
“I’m so hard for you,” he said. “I need to feel your tight pussy all around me.”
She hooked her fingers into the sides of her lacy panties, determined to finish this striptease. She was incredibly horny now, and couldn’t wait to be fucking him hard. But it was good to draw things out like this – she knew all this anticipation would ultimately enhance the intensity of her orgasm – she’d experienced that when he’d teased her last night.
She slowly peeled her panties down, writhing her body and making horny groans in time to the music – dropping her panties to her ankles, and kicking them his way. They landed in his lap, making them both laugh.
“Great shot,” he said.
She smiled coolly, and stood there sizzling. He beckoned her over. “Come ‘ere, sweetheart – you’re driving me insane. I need to fuck you into paradise.”
She strutted over to him. “Sounds like a good plan to me.”
She planted herself in front of him and reached out to ruffle her fingers through his hair. He reached out and caressed her breasts, then leaned forward to suck a nipple in his commanding lips. The lust crackled through her, forcing a grin onto her face from an overload of gorgeous pleasure.
As she stood between his thighs, she relished how thrilling it was to be naked while he was still fully clothed. He shot her a devilish grin, then ran his hands down her curvy waist and grabbed her ass in his strong fingers. He licked his way down her stomach and bent to suck her throbbing clit, then he buried his face in her thighs and ran his fingers up her bare flesh, delving them into her wet pussy. She enjoyed controlling the pace and pressure by grinding her hips into his mouth from her standing position.
“You’re so bad for teasing me like that,” he said, gazing up her at. “Now it’s my turn to tease you.”
“Oh no,” she said, stepping back and grinning. “I’m in charge here.”
He smirked. “Is that so?”
“It sure is.” She ran her fingers through his hair, gently pulling his head back to force him to look up at her. “And I want to fuck you hard.”
She pushed him by the shoulders and stepped forward, forcing him to lie down on the bed, then she undid his pants and pulled out his cock, which was straining with desire. She could feel him watching, so she climbed on the bed and arched her back for his viewing pleasure – pushing out her breasts. Then she slowly bent to lick up the pre-cum from his erection.
“Hmm, so good,” she whispered, knowing the feel of the vibrations from her lips would enhance his arousal.
“Oh god, Astrid…”
She cupped his balls and sucked the tip of his cock, maintaining sizzling eye contact as she bobbed her head up and down. Jake’s expression cracked and a painful grimace swept across his face, but she knew he wasn’t in pain. Far from it.
She reached over and found a condom in his wallet – which she rolled over his cock – then she shuffled forward and straddled him. She gazed down into his eyes – which were full of lust and wonder – then she grabbed his forearms and moved them above his head, holding both his wrists with one hand.
“Help, help,” he said, laughing tenderly. “I’m trapped!”
She laughed and kissed him on the lips. “Yes you are. And now I’m going to get my fill.”
She lowered her breasts in his face, holding him in place. He stretched his lips up to suck her nipple, pretending to struggle in her grip. “Let me go so I can touch you,” he said, grinning.
“All right. As long as you promise not to behave.”
“I promise.”
She let go his wrists, so he reached down and held his cock upright for her, then she lowered herself over him. She was wet from the striptease, but he was big, so she sunk gently – easing herself over him and enjoying the thrill of him stretching her and filling her up.
She sat up on his pelvis, and gazed into his eyes. “I love your cock.”
“I love you in this position,” he said.
Reality jolted for a split-second. Had he just said he loved her?
“You’re so beautiful,” he said – glossing over his mention of love. “The most amazing body.”
Astrid opened her mouth to reply, but Jake suddenly pulled back his hand and spanked her hip, which took her breath away. He gripped her hips with his masterful hands and started to rock her slowly back and forth, grinding her clit into his pelvis, as his glorious cock skimmed her G-spot. Usually when she was on top, Astrid would do most the work, but Jake’s strong shoulders and upper-arms were easily able to move her backward and forward, faster and harder, without her needing to do much – other than straddle him and enjoy the ride.
He quickly worked her up into a frenzy and the orgasm caught, throwing her over the edge of reality and pulling her mind into a wonderful place of ecstasy. Her body was suddenly engulfed in euphoria and she felt totally connected to Jake – as if they were one. She clenched her thighs tight around him, groaning loudly with each wave of pleasure – which took her higher and higher into bliss.
She heard herself call out his name in passion. “Yes, Jake… yes!”
At the sound of her groans, he pulled her harder against himself, enhancing the pleasure even more – sending her flying into absolute perfection. Pulse on pulse, wave on wave of joyful bliss.
She slowly drifted back to reality and opened her eyes – taking in the hunk who she was so lucky to be straddling. He was incredibly handsome – she adored his muscular toned shoulders and amazing broad chest. His face was sculpted and masculine, but there seemed to be something lighter about him now. That rugged scowl had softened slightly and she could see a more innocent-looking Jake shining through. She wondered whether that had anything to do with her.
He smiled tenderly, lightly massaging her thighs. “You’re beautiful when you come.”
She smiled shyly. “Thanks. That was amazing… did you come?”
“Oh yeah!”
She laughed. “I lost all sense of reality. I didn’t even know what was going on anymore.”
“Glad to hear it. Thanks for the striptease – you’re so fucking hot, Astrid.”
She laughed, and collapsed down onto his chest as his strong arms fell around her. “I’ve never done anything like that before. But I really enjoyed it.”
“Well, I’m honored – it was pretty fucking hot for me too.”
Reality crept in from the sidelines, and she realized they needed to talk. She kissed his warm pec. “So what’s the plan for tonight?”
“We’ll get there early and wait separately. You’ll meet the kidnapper as agreed, and I’ll hang back. There should be somewhere I can take cover. As soon as you’ve made contact, I’ll spring out on him and demand he hands over Emma. Any questions?”
Astrid suddenly realized this was real. “You said you’ve done this before?”
“Yeah, unfortunately. Mor
e times than I’d care to remember. We were always doing stakeouts. I’ll take care of you, okay. Just…”
“What?”
“If you feel uncomfortable… if you start to panic, you can tell me at any time. I’ve got your back – that’s what I’m here for. I want what’s best for you and your sister.”
“Thank you, Jake. I’ll admit I’m terrified. But if I start to have a panic attack, I’ll continue – panic attacks can’t hurt me. I just want Emma back here safely. Now’s the time for me to be strong.”
He caressed her cheek. “You’re strong, Astrid. Strong and brave.”
They shared a smile. He grabbed his phone. “I’m just gonna check who’s playing at The Marquee Club tonight – see what sort of people will be around.”
“Okay.”
Jake connected to the internet and did a search. “Holy shit...”
“What?”
“My little brother’s playing there. He’s doing a VIP gig for a couple of hundred select fans. That’s weird.”
“Do you think the kidnapper knows about the connection between you two?”
“No idea. But I guess we’ll find out when we get there. Hey, I’ll call Joe and tell him we’re coming. You wanna meet him?”
Nervous fear surged through her. “Can I meet him?”
“Sure. He’s just a human being, Astrid.”
“I know.” Her excitement bubbled up as she listened to Jake leaving a voicemail for Joseph Quinlan. It was unbelievable that this was happening. But she reminded herself to get a grip. It didn’t really matter about Joseph Quinlan, because more than anything, she wanted to see Emma again.
Chapter Seventeen
The journalists had left town by the time Astrid and Jake went out again – clearly they’d gotten bored of waiting around with no scandal to report after all. She said goodbye to her parents and, as Jake drove them back to New York City, she finished off her report on the Graves project – recommending to her supervisor that restrictions be placed on the technology until Graves was able to prove he could guarantee basic safety measures.
Jake dropped Astrid off at a cab stand a few miles from the venue, and they arrived separately, just in case the kidnapper was already hanging around. Jake told her to knock on the stage door when she arrived, so she paid the driver and walked across the small and secluded parking lot in the dwindling twilight, feeling apprehensive.
There were a few other parked cars dotted around – one of which was Jake’s Ferrari. She wondered whether the kidnapper was here yet…
She halted at the stage door and knocked. A huge security guard opened it and Astrid braced herself to be turned away, feeling insignificant.
“Yeah?” he asked, not smiling.
“Hi. I’m Astrid. I’m here to see –”
He grinned. “Oh yeah, come in, Astrid. We’re expecting you.”
Inside, Astrid saw an almost-empty venue with a few people milling around. She realized Joseph was onstage – with no shirt on and with his guitar slung over his shoulder – doing his sound-check. There was a photographer snapping away, as Joseph strummed a few chords and improvised some lyrics. In the place where all his adoring fans would later be standing, Astrid spotted a table set up, with a woman she recognized to be Ellie – Joseph’s lucky girlfriend – typing at her laptop. She was a journalist, and seemed to be hard at work on a story. Astrid knew she’d recently created her own community newspaper, which strived to help people at a grassroots level. Astrid didn’t really know what that meant, but she could see Ellie was a driven, ruthless businesswoman.
She spotted Jake leaning up against the wall, chatting casually with one of Joseph’s bandmates, as if they’d known each other years. Astrid felt like an intruder – as if she didn’t belong here. It all seemed a bit chaotic, but strangely peaceful too.
The security guard called out over the sound of Joseph’s guitar. “Hey, Jake – your girlfriend’s here!”
Jake looked over and Joseph stopped playing – causing the room to ring with silence. Joseph jumped off the stage and started to make his way over to greet Astrid with a friendly smile, making her insides feel like a billion buzzing butterflies. Jake also made his way over. Both brothers smoldered with sexuality – the rockstar was dressed in nothing but leather pants and scuffed boots. Jake looked much more serious in his designer suit.
Jake got to her first and halted. “Everything okay? No one tried to talk to you?”
“Everything’s fine.”
“Good.”
He held her hand, not wanting to show too much affection in public. But it seemed natural for them to touch each other.
Joseph joined them. “Hey, Astrid – great to meet you. Jake’s just been telling us all about you.”
Astrid gazed at the rock-god in awe. “Oh…”
He thrust out his hand for her to shake – obviously accustomed to this stunned reaction from women by now. He frowned as if realizing something. “Hey, aren’t you the woman working with Dylan and Adam at the moment? Or are you a different Astrid?”
He threw Jake a glance. Jake nodded and rolled his eyes, as if to say ‘Yeah, it’s gotten complicated.’
She swallowed her nerves. “Did Adam and Dylan mention me?”
Joseph treated her to the smile that broke hearts and melted panties. “Yeah, they said you most likely stopped them from making a stupid investment. They were impressed with how brave you were to stand up to them.”
Reality spun around Astrid. She held Jake’s hand tight. “Adam and Dylan said that?”
“Yeah. They’ve already told the owner of the project that they’re pulling out.” He turned his attention to Jake. “So you were supposed to be… er… watching her?”
“It’s okay,” Astrid said. “I know they hired Jake to spy on me. And – although I’m mad at him for invading my privacy – Jake actually stopped Graves from assaulting me in the street. So perhaps it all worked out for the best. Well, it will once we get Emma back…”
“Yeah, Jake told me about that.” Joseph grabbed Jake by the upper-arm. “Be careful, all right? I don’t want to lose you now we’ve only just found you.”
“I can take care of myself, Joe, don’t worry.”
Joseph threw his arms around Jake and hugged him tightly, making Jake flinch. Astrid thought he was so sweet. Sexy, yet adorable.
Jake pulled away, visibly shaken by this assault of affection from his little brother.
Joseph grinned. “Hey, you two should hang out with us for a while until it’s time to meet your guy. You want something to drink, Astrid? Come on, I’ll introduce you to Ellie.”
At the sound of her name, Ellie glanced up, with a severe look on her face. But, as she took in the room and noticed Astrid, she smiled kindly. “Hi,” she said. “You’re Jake’s girlfriend, right?”
Astrid didn’t know how to answer that question, so she smiled, and made her way over to say hello. She was relieved to discover Ellie was lovely, and they chatted for ages – getting to know each other and connecting very quickly. Until it was time for the audience to arrive – and for Astrid and Jake to go back to the parking lot for their rendezvous with the kidnapper.
****
Jake waited for Astrid to walk back into the chilly dark parking lot, then he snuck out behind her and took cover behind the brick wall that ran adjacent to the venue, where he could get a decent view of the space. He had no clue who Astrid needed to look out for, but now that the gig had started, there was no one out here, so the kidnapper should be easy to find.
Jake held his gun snug in his palm. If they could lure the kidnapper over here – and if it was safe to do it – Jake could confront the guy and try to get Emma back. But Astrid would need to stay nearby…
He watched her walking away from him. “Astrid!” he hissed. “Not too far!”
She halted. He knew she was scared, but he was so proud of her. She’d never done anything like this, and she seemed determined to face her fears. That was true braver
y as far as Jake was concerned. Feeling afraid, but continuing nonetheless.
A black BMW at the other side of the parking lot flashed its headlights in Astrid’s face. She started to move toward it.
“No!” Jake growled. “Let him come to you. Don’t move away from me, sweetheart.”
She stepped back and stared ahead of herself, challenging the driver to come over. Jake felt the tension as thick as tar, as Astrid and the driver stared at each other, neither one moving. But eventually, the driver got the hint and started his engine, then crawled the car over to park in front of her. Jake exhaled, and tightened his grip on his gun.
The driver climbed out, but Jake couldn’t see his face. But it was clear from Astrid’s reaction that she knew him…
Her voice was full of terror. “Simon? What are you doing here?”
Jake’s brain clanged with surprise at the involvement of Simon – what the fuck was going on? Had he kidnapped Emma? Why would he? Jake could just about make out the form of Astrid’s dreaded ex from where he was concealed behind this wall. Simon didn’t look like a match for him – he was slender and had a weak chin – but he was tall and loomed over Astrid like a school bully, with a ratty face and casual clothing. Jake could see she was shocked and afraid – she’d frozen and he was doing all the talking. Jake guessed that – for her – this must be like coming face-to-face with Lucifer in a dark alleyway. He coiled his muscles to pounce and intervene, deciding now was the perfect moment to take over, knowing he could tackle Simon easy, and demand he take him to Emma.
Jake gripped his gun tight, and took a step forward to burst into action. The hushed conversation continued ahead of him, and he focused on flattening the guy. But his plans were swept away as his attention was seized by something else… the click of a gun being cocked right behind him.
Oh shit… Just. Keep. Cool…
The guy behind Jake spoke loudly, as if he was panicking. “Get your hands in the air where I can see them.”
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