A Huge Mistake

by Laney Kay

  Lola gasped as he slowly rubbed his hands over her, and then moaned as used one hand to rub between her legs, and with the other, he thrust one, then two fingers inside her and began to move them slowly. She began to grind against his hand and Jake thrust his fingers inside her more forcefully. Suddenly, she stopped moving and tried to pull away from him. “Wait, Jake, I don’t want to come like this. I want you inside me.”

  He didn’t slow down and he used his other hand to move her hips toward him. He said in a low, husky voice, “Sugar, there’s plenty more where this came from. Let’s just get you a nice little warmup and then I’ll hop right in, just like you said.” Just then, he felt her inner muscles clamp around his fingers and he spread his fingers and held them deep inside her as she started to climax. As soon as she finished and collapsed weakly over the footboard with her head and upper body on the bed, Jake pulled his fingers out and moved over her. He whispered in her ear as she smiled at him through a tangle of sweaty hair, her eyes closed and her body relaxed. “You ready for the real thing, sugar?”

  She nodded. “Give it your best shot, big boy.” She opened one eye. “But just to let you know, that wasn’t half bad for your first try.”

  He grinned, a big, smug, full-of-himself, grin as he moved behind her. Jake grabbed her hips where she’d collapsed against the footboard and raised them up in the air. He steadied her with one hand and used to other to line himself up. He rubbed himself up and down, and then pushed all the way inside her in one steady thrust, holding still once he was fully seated. He’d already just about embarrassed himself when he’d watched her come with just his fingers, and he had to take in a deep breath and concentrate when he finally got inside her and felt how hot, tight, and wet she was.

  Lola gasped at the way he completely filled her up and she reached back and grabbed his hand to keep him still. “Damn, Jake. Give me a second.” As she adjusted around him, she felt herself start to relax and she turned her head to smirk at him. “Holy shit, Jake, you should’ve given me a little time to work that thing in. That’s a lot to take in, all at once.” And before he could make a smart-ass comment, she added in a deep voice, “I know. That’s what she said.”

  They both laughed, and Lola smiled back at him. “Okay, Jake, you’ve rested enough. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

  He nodded and slowly pulled himself almost all of the way out, then slowly pushed back inside her. He did that for several strokes, until he finally felt her start to relax and loosen around him. “Hold on, Ms. Lola, I’m going to try this a little harder. You ready?”

  She raised herself up on her elbows and pressed her legs tightly together as she ground her butt against him. She moaned a little. “Ready, Jake. Now get to work.”

  At that, Jake started thrusting a little harder and a little faster, adding a little grind and twist at the end of each stroke. The feel of him inside her, big, hard, hot and smooth, was unbelievable, and the way he moved his hips caused a friction that had her on the edge again. She raised her head and looked back at Jake. “Jake, please. Harder. I’m almost there again.”

  Jake grinned as she moaned and dropped her head as he grabbed her hips in both hands and slammed into her even faster and harder. “Like this? Sugar, you want to finish like this?”

  At that point, Lola lost it. She moaned his name as her hips gyrated against him and he felt her inner muscles clench around him. He kept hammering at her until she finally collapsed limply on the bed. He let go of her hips, braced his fists on either side of her shoulders, leaned over her and rubbed his chest against her back as he continued moving inside her, now slowly and gently. “You okay, sugar?”

  She didn’t open her eyes, but nodded and moaned out a long, husky, “Mmmhmm.”

  He kissed her ear and then stood back up, still moving lazily inside her. He put his hands on her hips and pulled her up onto her feet, supporting her weight in his hands. “Okay, Ms. Lola, if you don’t mind, I think I’d like to join you, so hang tight for a few.”

  She opened her eyes and looked back at him, winked, and closed them again. “Go for it, Jake. So long as you’re willing to do the work while I lay her for a few, I’m more than happy to participate.”

  At that, he started thrusting harder and faster. At first, Lola was just lazily enjoying the feel of him pounding into her, but then she started to feel herself get more excited. She lifted her upper body off the bed and looked back at him. He had her hips in his hands, his head thrown back and his eyes shut as he pounded relentlessly into her. She could see the sweat on his wide chest, and she could feel him getting even bigger and harder inside of her. Finally, he slammed himself into her, holding himself deep inside as a groan ripped out of his chest, and his hands tightened on her hips. She felt him throbbing inside of her, and the sight of him, combined with the feel of him deep inside her, was enough that she felt herself coming along with him.

  He grabbed her around her waist and held her against him as he climbed over the footboard and onto the bed. He then collapsed on top of her, careful to move his large body slightly to the side so she could breathe. They both lay there, trying to catch their breath and trying to cool down. Jake finally recovered enough take care of the condom, and when he rolled back beside her, he pulled her tangled hair off to the side and dropped a kiss on the back of her neck. When she opened her eyes and smiled back at him, she started to laugh at the look on his face. He looked very pleased with himself. “So, Ms. Lola, three times. See? Not too shabby, huh? I told you we’d have a good time.”

  She yawned and tried to look bored. “It wasn’t too bad. But before you get all cocky about it, you should know, that was all me. It doesn’t take much to get me off, Jake.” She winked at him and stuck out her tongue. “It’s kind of my superpower.”

  Jake laughed and started to tickle her as he pinned her to the bed. “Really? Well, good for me. You just made my life super easy. I’ll just hop on like a bunny, get mine and be done, and you can make sure that you have a good time.”

  Lola was finally able to squirm out enough so she could flip over onto her back and avoid his tickling fingers. She smiled up at him, grabbed his hands and held them against her chest. He shook them loose and cupped her small breasts. “These are perfect, Ms. Lola. Just like the rest of you.” He pecked a gentle kiss on her lips as he idly played with her nipples, smiling as they instantly hardened and she got goose bumps on her chest. “I love how responsive you are. You’re just fun to play with.”

  She laughed, and raised her head to return the kiss. “You’re pretty fun, yourself, Jake.” She worked one hand down between his legs and gave him a squeeze and a slow stroke. “And I like your toys.”

  He moaned as she gave him one more stroke and then pulled her hand away. “Hey, I’m completely willing to share my toys. Come back here.”

  She smiled, turned to her side, and snuggled her butt up against him. “Why don’t we get a little sleep, and if either of us wakes up during the night, we can play a little more?”

  Jake turned so that he spooned her and nestled one arm between her breasts and used the other to pull her hips tightly against him. “Deal.” He kissed the back of her neck, snuggled in, and was asleep almost immediately. Lola smiled and followed him into sleep.

  6

  “Good morning, Sunshine! I can’t believe you’re still in bed. Get your lazy ass up and go with me to the Farmer’s Market, and I’ll make you the best…holy shit!”

  Jake opened one eye and looked over his shoulder to see a small blonde woman standing at the end of the bed with her mouth open, staring at his bare ass. He propped himself up on one elbow and looked for the end of the sheet to cover himself, but he realized he was lying on it, so he grabbed a pillow and put it over his lap as he turned and sat up in the bed. She was still standing there with big eyes staring at him, and he smiled and held out his hand. “Hey, I’m Jake Morrow, a friend of Lola’s.”

  She took his hand and shook it automatically. “Hey Jake, I’m D
aisy.” She dropped his hand and smiled at him with sparkling eyes and an impish smile. “A ‘friend,’” she used her fingers to make air quotes, “of Lola’s, huh? Since when?”

  Lola strode into the room, obviously just out of the shower. “Since none-of-your-business, Miss Nosy.” She whipped off her towel and snapped it at Daisy as she walked naked toward the closet. She was rewarded with a loud pop and a resulting yelp from Daisy, who rubbed her butt and glared at Lola. Lola stuck out her tongue as she disappeared into the closet and came out a few seconds later wearing a huge Falcons jersey that covered her to her knees. “What are you doing here, Daisy?” She came over and sat on the bed next to Jake, snuggling next to his side and bracing her arm across the pillow in his lap.

  Daisy couldn’t stop smiling as she looked at Lola cuddled up against Jake. “I knew you weren’t in court today, so I came by to talk you into going to the farmer’s market with me. I’m making a bunch of pastries and cakes today, and I figured you could be my Sherpa and help me carry all that crap to the car and then we’d grab some breakfast.” She grinned and tilted her head toward Jake. “I didn’t know you’d already had your breakfast.”

  Lola grabbed Jake’s pillow and was about to snatch it off his lap to throw it at Daisy, when Jake stopped her hand. “Uh, Lola, that pillow is the only thing I’m wearing right now, so unless you want Daisy to get a big eyeful, you need to leave that pillow right where it is.”

  Daisy batted her eyes at Jake and grinned at him. “Ooh, a ‘big eyeful’? I’ll bet it is. Sugar, don’t stop on my account. If your front view is as nice as your back view, I’ve got no problem with a quick peek.”

  Lola rolled her eyes as Jake started laughing, and Daisy joined in. Daisy sat on the end of the bed. “So, Jake, I just got off the phone with Mo, Sara, and Bella, some other friends of ours and we’re all getting together at our house for dinner later this week. Why don’t you come by with Lola? You’ll get to meet everyone and the food’s great. Harrison and Mo picked up a bunch of ribs, Bella and Jack are bringing beer, and Sara and I are doing the sides and desserts, and it should be great.” When Lola looked like she was about to decline, Daisy leaned forward and wheedled. “Come on, Lola, I promised Harrison I’d bring some red velvet cupcakes.”

  Jake instantly answered for Lola. “In that case, we’re in.”

  Lola pointed toward Jake with her thumb. “Another fan of your red velvet cupcakes. He had his first one last night.”

  Daisy stood up and headed toward the door. “Great. We’ll see you then. I see y’all are busy, so I’m off to the farmer’s market. Y’all have a good day and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She stopped and turned back to them, grinning at Lola as she asked Jake a question. “Oh, by the way, Jake, how old are you?”

  His brows drew together and he answered slowly. “Uh, forty-seven. Why?”

  Daisy smiled brightly at him. “No reason. And what do you do for a living? Are you a personal trainer or a waiter? Maybe you do a little modeling or work at the mall?”

  He wasn’t sure where she was going with this and hesitated before answering. “Uh, no. My business partner and I own a corporate security company.”

  Daisy now stared at Lola, who stared right back. “That’s great. And you speak English and can converse in complete sentences. Interesting.” She winked at Lola, laughed, and headed toward the door.

  Lola snorted and called out, “Hilarious, jackass.” Daisy waved over her shoulder and kept walking. They heard the elevator beep as she left.

  Jake was confused. “What was that all about?”

  Lola just shook her head. “Nothing. Just Daisy making a smart commentary on the type of men I usually date.”

  Jake stretched out on the bed, took the pillow off his lap, and stuffed it behind his head so he was propped up against the headboard. “So what kind of men do you usually date?”

  Lola looked at him sprawled out naked on her bed and felt her heart speed up. Lord have mercy, he was a fine-looking man. Even after she woke him up once around two and then he repaid the favor at five this morning with a round of truly stupendous oral sex, she could still go another round. She was having problems focusing on his question. “What? Oh, nothing special. Usually just young and dumb, not particularly ambitious and easy to boss around.” She snatched off her jersey and threw it on the floor and then scooted up the bed to kneel beside him.

  “And the English speaking part?”

  She shrugged. “I don’t care if they speak much English. I don’t need them for conversation.”

  Jake smiled at that but didn’t make a comment. “Come on, sugar, let me get cleaned up and I’ll take you out to breakfast. Then we’ll run by my office and see if Jerry Jeff has found out anything else interesting.”

  She wrinkled her nose and ran her hand down his chest and stomach. “Sure you don’t want to take a quick detour before you take your shower?”

  Jake was about to take her up on her offer and grab her hand and wrap it around him when her phone rang. She glanced at the screen. “It’s Mikey.”

  She answered the phone and he saw her expression change. She turned pale and sank down on the bed as she listened to Mike’s end of the conversation and he immediately sat up and moved closer “When did this happen?” Jake could hear Mike talking in the background as Lola continued asking questions. “How many? Do we have any pictures? Do we know how they did it? What did they take?” She nodded. “Okay, we’re on the way.”

  She hung up the phone and stood to face Jake. “Well, I guess we have an answer as to whether I’m involved in this stuff. Someone was in my office last night.”

  Jake’s mind was racing. Shit. “Did they trash the place?”

  Lola shook her head. “No, as a matter of fact, everything looked perfectly normal, and the alarm was still set when Mike got into the office this morning. The only reason he knew there was an issue was because he’s got so many little special traps and safety devices around the office and on all our computers that he got a notification that someone had accessed our computers from inside the office. He did a little looking around and realized someone had gotten inside.”

  Jake was quiet, running the information through his head. Finally, he looked at her. “So we’re dealing with people good enough to get in and out of your office without setting off alarms, without any obvious signs of entry, and we never would’ve known if you didn’t have Mike taking care of your security. I don’t like the sound of that, at all.”

  Neither did Lola. “Let’s go see what Mike’s figured out so we know what we’re dealing with.”

  They were dressed, in Jake’s truck and then at Lola’s office in ten minutes. She introduced Mike and Jake, and Jake could tell that Mike wasn’t thrilled with the fact that she’d gone to someone other than him for a security issue, but he didn’t say anything.

  Jake asked Mike about the break-in. “What do you know?”

  “Well, I got here about 0800,” he shook his head. “Sorry, old habits. I got here at eight o’clock, and I was the first one here, and everything looked totally fine. I turned off the alarm, I put on some coffee, and I sat down to read some materials I’d printed off yesterday afternoon. About thirty minutes later, I sat in front of my computers and I immediately saw that I had gotten several text notifications that our computers had been accessed after midnight last night. Normally, I would get those notifications on my phone immediately, not eight hours later, so I knew something was seriously wrong. Then I pulled up the video feeds from the various security cameras and all of them had been tampered with so that there was no live feed for approximately 43 minutes, from about one to one forty-three this morning.” Mike looked furious. “I went into the computers and saw where they had tapped in to access the computer system, and basically, they just played a loop of already recorded video surveillance and took their part out of it. If I hadn’t been looking for it, I never would have found it.”

  Jake asked a few specific questions about how the
computer systems were specifically accessed and asked Mike to show him the portion of the videos that had been tampered with. At that point, Lola excused herself to go check on a couple of things in her office, telling them she’d be back in a few. Mike answered Jake’s questions, showed him how the system was set up and how it had been overridden, and gradually came to realize that Jake’s computer knowledge was even more extensive than his. Mike leaned back in the chair with his arms crossed over his chest and stared at Jake with narrowed eyes. “Who did you say you worked for?”

  Jake imitated his pose and faced him across the desk. “I didn’t. But I worked in the FBI’s cyber crime division for almost 10 years, and now I own a corporate security program with a business partner. Nighthawk Corporate Security.”

  At that, Mike straightened up and he stared at Jake. “Wait. You own Nighthawk?”

  When Jake nodded, Mike finally started to smile at him as information started to click. “Okay, now I know who you are. You’re the computer guy.” When Jake nodded, Mike continued. “I know a lot about Nighthawk. I’ve got several buddies that have retired and gone to work for you.” He grinned. “I’m also good friends with Jerry Jeff.”

  Jake raised his eyebrows. “Lola said you were a SEAL, so I get why you know a lot of our guys, but how the hell do you know Jerry Jeff?”

  Mike laughed. “I was pretty pissed when I had to leave the SEALs because of an injury, and I started doing some local mixed martial arts competitions just to blow off some steam. I met Jerry Jeff and we became sparring partners and I still work out with him a couple times a week.” Mike grinned. “He tried to get me to come work for you before I came on board with Lola. He said you’re the only computer guy besides us who,” he made air quotes with his fingers, “’knows his shit and isn’t useless in a bar fight’, which, in the language of Jerry Jeff, speaks very highly of you and your organization. Jerry Jeff doesn’t speak highly of much.”