I arrange my hair so that it falls around my shoulders, and I decide to leave the stilettos on, just until we get down to business anyway. I exit the ensuite to see that Jake is already naked, led on the bed, waiting for me.
My God, he is perfection personified. I could look at him all day long.
His eyes widen, and his mouth falls open as he takes in my appearance. He intakes a sharp breath as I reach the bed.
“Fuck me,” he says on an exhale.
“That’s what I was hoping for,” I tease. I bend over, giving Jake a good look at my cleavage as I take off my shoes. I stand back up slowly and relish in the desire radiating from Jake’s eyes. He comes to the edge of the bed, so that he is kneeling in front of me. His hands grip my waist and I can already feel how drenched I am.
“You are so beautiful,” Jake whispers as I lean my head down to him and brush his lips with mine. He groans, and it takes all of my willpower to pull back from him.
I push him back on the bed and straddle him, loving the feel of his muscly physique between my legs. I undo my bra and slowly pull the straps down my arms before I throw it onto the floor. Before I know what is happening, Jake flips our positions so that I am led beneath him. His mouth finds my breast and he starts to lick my nipple, causing sparks to shoot straight to my core. I arch my back in order to gain more friction. My sex is throbbing, and I desperately need him to relieve the dull ache that has settled there.
“Jake, please,” I beg him.
So much for me being in control.
I hear Jake chuckle and it does glorious things to my insides. He removes his mouth from my breast and moves, so that we are eye level.
“Please what?” His hand dips below the front of my thong and his fingers brush against my clit. I cry out in pleasure from the gentle touch. “Jesus Christ, you’re soaked.”
He brings his hand to his mouth and licks my juices off of his fingers. I don’t know how, but that one action is so erotic that I almost orgasm.
“I want to feel you inside me,” I say to him, breathlessly. “I want you to fuck me, Jake.”
I feel Jake rip the thong from my body at my words. Well, that didn’t stay intact for long.
“You ready to scream, baby?”
“Hell yes,” I manage to answer as I feel Jake’s cock pushing against my entrance.
“Get ready. It’s going to be a long night,” Jake says in that seductive voice of his.
I’m not going to argue.
A long night of Jake is just what I was hoping for.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Stacey
I wake to the feel of soft kisses being trailed up and down my spine. I stay led on my front, not moving as I enjoy the sensation.
Jake slowly makes his way up to my neck, and then he kisses a trail from there to my lips. I give up the pretence that I am asleep, and I press my lips to his mouth hungrily. A deep chuckle sounds in Jake’s throat which makes my heart skip a beat.
“Morning, babe,” Jake says between kisses.
“Good morning, handsome.” I turn onto my side so that I have a full view of my man.
“I hate to say this, but we need to leave in an hour.” I groan in protest and shove the pillow over my head. I don’t want to leave yet. Last night was amazing. I know that sex with Jake has always been fantastic, but last night was out of this world. We had it rough, then slow, then rough, then slow. I lost count of the amount of times that I orgasmed.
Jake starts to tickle me which makes me chuck the pillow away and start to try to wriggle from his grasp. It doesn’t take long for me to hold my hands up in surrender and admit defeat.
“Okay. Okay,” I say whilst trying to catch my breath. “I’ll get up. Just stop tickling me.” Jake stops, and I take that as my opportunity to pounce on him. I may think that I have him pinned to the bed, but I know that he could easily move me off of him if he really wanted to.
“Surely we have time for one more round before we go?” I purr in his ear.
He smacks my ass and stands up off of the bed, with me wrapped around him.
“Why do you think I woke you?” he says with a cheeky glint in his eye. “Shower?” he asks.
“Perfect.” My insides turn to jelly as Jake walks us to the ensuite, and his mouth breaks into a grin that makes me wet before we even reach the bathroom. “I love you, Mr Waters.”
“I love you too.”
Jake
Christ, this woman is going to be the death of me.
I watch Stacey as she gets out of the limo, her sweet ass inviting me to touch it. I thought that my sex drive was high, but she certainly gives me competition in that department. The woman is insatiable. Not that I’m complaining. What she did for me last night is something that I will never forget.
I follow her out of the limo and carry our few items into the house. I tell Eric that I will call him later as I walk through the front door. I obviously didn’t say anything to him about his part in Stacey’s plan. I should probably be thanking him, actually. I certainly had one of the best nights of my life, that’s for sure.
I close the front door as Stacey heads to the kitchen. She goes to the coffee machine and sets it all up. She really is a bit of a caffeine addict. Still, better caffeine than anything else.
“Would you like one?” she asks me as she goes to the cupboard where the cups live.
“Yes, please. Only a small one though, I have to leave for the office soon.” I sit down on one of the bar stools and I watch her as she comfortably moves around my kitchen.
It hits me that I don’t ever want to not see her in my kitchen.
When she is here, it makes the place so much more homely. I find myself racing to get back from work as I know that she will be here.
I know that she is staying with me for now, but there will be a point when she returns to Lydia’s. That is a point that I don’t ever want to come.
Stacey brings the coffee’s over and sits beside me at the kitchen island.
“So, I take it that you enjoyed your surprise?” she asks, her eyes looking all innocent as she peers over the coffee cup that she is sipping from.
“Best surprise ever.” I think that it is amazing that she thought to try and re-create our meeting at the Bowden Hall. No one has ever gone to so much trouble for me. I’m going to have to figure out a way of topping that one. Although, I really don’t know if I ever will.
“So listen, Jake, I need to talk to you, about me returning to work.” She looks worried about broaching this subject, but little does she know that I already have an idea up my sleeve. I need to put on my best acting skills if I am to pull this off without her suspecting anything.
I stay silent and drink my coffee, waiting for her to continue. “Um, seeing as the doctor has now given me the all clear, I really need to get back to work and earn some money.”
“Okay.”
“Okay,” she repeats after me, sounding relieved. I decide to drop the bombshell now, so that she has time to stew whilst I return to the office.
“You’re not returning to work at The Den,” I say, mustering all of my acting skills to keep a straight face.
“What?” she says loudly, looking a little fazed by what I just said. “Why not?”
“Are you being serious?” She looks at me, her eyebrows raised in question. “It’s not safe for you there.” I keep my voice even, giving nothing away.
“Oh for goodness sake. Don’t be so ridiculous. Donnie is no longer around, and Caitlin is in prison. The two culprits that have caused me harm are no longer here. It’s more than safe for me to return to The Den.”
“No.”
“No?” she screeches. “Since when do you decide where I can and cannot work?” She is angry with me, but I need to keep her in the dark for now.
“I’m not deciding for you.” I sigh. “I just think that The Den is unsafe.” She sits there with her arms folded, glaring at me.
God, she looks sexy when she’s angry.
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br /> “Jake Waters, I will work wherever I bloody well choose to, and if that means that I choose to work at The Den, then you are just going to have to deal with that.” She gets up off the bar stool and marches out of the kitchen. I follow her into the hallway and put my hand on her arm, turning her to face me.
“Stacey, I don’t want to argue with you. Why are you being so stubborn about this?”
“Me? Stubborn?” She scoffs. “You’re the one being unreasonable. Ass.” She shrugs me off and bolts upstairs. I chase her and grab her around the waist as she enters my bedroom. She squeals as I lift her to the bed and pin her down so that she is facing me. “Jake, get off of me.”
“Not until you calm down and listen to my reasoning.” I fight back the urge to chuckle. She may think that I am being an ass, but she will thank me when I surprise her later. She is still glaring at me, and my cock can’t help but twitch. “Do you know how turned on I am by you right now?”
“Ass,” she whispers but I see her eyes sparkle. That does it for me. I crash my lips against hers and devour her mouth. I release her arms and she links them around my neck. She may be pissed off with me, but she can’t deny the sexual attraction between us. Even during a disagreement our sexual chemistry can’t be stopped.
I fumble about, undoing my trousers before lifting her skirt and ripping her thong from her, throwing it behind me onto the floor. “Hey! That’s the second pair of panties that you have ruined in the last twenty-four hours.”
“I’ll buy you more.” I plunge my cock into her which has her immediately gasping for breath. “Now, here’s the deal. We’re going to talk about this later because I have a proposition for you.” She moans as I pull my cock back and thrust into her. Her eyes glaze over, and I know that she isn’t thinking about anything other than me being inside her. “As for right now, I’m going to fuck you before I have to leave for work.”
I plunge into her again and she screams out my name in pleasure.
“Deal?” I ask her as I pull my cock back out slowly and wait for her reply.
“Deal, baby.”
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Stacey
I lie on the bed, in my post orgasmic state, after Jake has left me feeling more than satisfied.
The man is an animal.
I don’t know how long I lie there for, but the sound of my phone ringing breaks my blissful state. I throw on one of Jake’s shirts and a pair of knickers, and I fly down the stairs to get my phone. It stops ringing just before I reach the bottom of the stairs, where it is in my handbag which I left on the floor when we arrived back here earlier. I pick up my bag and dig out my phone to see that it was Lydia who tried to call me. I quickly dial her number back, needing to see if she is okay. It’s been far too long since I last spoke to her, and I wouldn’t want her to think that I am ignoring her.
The phone rings twice before she answers.
“Hi, Stace,” she says shyly.
“Hey, Lyd. It’s so good to hear from you.” The phone stays silent as I think that maybe I should have said something different. “How are you?” I ask, wanting the awkward silence to disappear.
“I’m good thanks. Much better than I was anyway.”
“That’s great.” The conversation stalls again and I rack my brains for what to say next, something that I have never had to do before when talking to Lydia. “So, are you back at the flat yet?”
“No, I’m still staying with Nick. It’s been so good to be able to lean on him through everything.” I am pleased that she is getting better, but I can’t help but feel a slight pang in my chest at the realisation that she wouldn’t let me help her at all. “Listen, I just wanted to call and say that I’m sorry for everything. I didn’t mean those awful things that I said to you. You are my best friend, and I hope that I haven’t ruined that.”
“Of course you haven’t,” I say, wanting to put her mind at rest.
“Don’t give me an easy-out, Stace, I acted like a bitch towards you. I took my frustrations out on you, and I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m not giving you an easy-out, Lyd. I just want to forget it all and put it behind us.” There is no need to rehash the past in this case.
“I don’t suppose that there is any chance that you might be free for coffee this afternoon is there?” she asks. The nerves in her voice are evident.
“Sure. What time were you thinking?”
“Um, shall we meet at Danish in an hour?”
“Sounds good.”
“Great. I’ll see you there.” We wrap up the call and I quickly run around getting myself ready. I go back up the stairs to Jake’s bedroom and put on my skinny jeans with silver sandals, and my grey sleeveless shirt. The shirt is a little see through, but not in a slutty way, so I make sure that I put a black bra on. I put my hair up into a high ponytail, check my make-up and I retouch my mascara and eye-liner.
Once satisfied, I grab my grey clutch-bag and leave Jake’s house. It is another glorious day outside meaning the walk to the coffee shop is enjoyable. The sun is beaming down on my skin and it feels heavenly. I am in my own little world when my phone beeps to signal that I have received a message. I pull the phone out of my pocket and see that it is Martin.
Hey, baby girl. I need drinks, TONIGHT!
You still up for it?
Mart x x
The urgency in the word “tonight” screams that something is wrong.
Sure. Meet you at The Den at 7pm?
Stace x
Martin replies seconds later saying that he will be there. Oh, and he also says that he wants updating on the dirty details of what happened with Jake last night. I smile at the memory, but my concern for Martin outweighs my delight. I know that things with Clayton haven’t been good, he hasn’t needed to tell me about it, I just know. I hope that, whatever it is that they are going through, they can work it out.
I decide to send Jake a quick text to let him know that I will be going out tonight. Even though he acted like an idiot over the work issue, I don’t want him to worry about where I have gone.
Hi, Jake. Just a text to let you know that I
am going out for drinks tonight.
Stace x x
P.S. you’re still an ass!
I can’t resist putting that last bit on.
I put my phone away as I reach the coffee shop, and as I enter, I scan the tables for Lydia. She is sat by the window with a coffee in front of her, and another one waiting for me. She looks over as I approach, and before I can sit down, she stands up and flings her arms around me. I return her hug and feel tears start to well in my eyes.
I have missed this lady being a part of my life.
She pulls away and smiles at me before sitting back down. I take my seat and can see that she looks like she is getting back to her old self. Her hair is full of its usual bounce, her skin is clearer, and her eyes look brighter.
“You look good, Lyd.” I can’t help but remark on her appearance. Hardly surprising though seeing as she wasn’t looking her finest when I last saw her.
“Thanks. I feel good.” I smile at her and take a sip of my coffee. “So, what have you been up to? You look amazing by the way. I’m presuming that your time with Mr Jake Waters has something to do with the healthy glow currently radiating off of you?” And just like that, I know that Lydia is returning to her old self.
I waste no time in telling her some of the things that have been going on between Jake and me. She seems engrossed in my words, but then I suppose she hasn’t had much to gossip about with Nick. “Wow. You and Jake sound like you are definitely on the right track after everything that has happened.”
“I hope so, Lyd, I can’t imagine my life without him in it.” I hate to sound so soppy, but it’s the truth. “Anyway, enough about me. Tell me, how have things really been between you and Nick?”
“It’s been really good, actually. I think that we needed something to get us to put aside our differences. I’m just sorry that it t
ook me getting into such a state for us to start talking properly again.” She looks down in shame.
“Hey,” I say, reaching over and putting my hand on her arm. “The main thing is that you’re getting back to your old self. That’s all that matters, Lyd. Just, promise me that you won’t go down that self-destructive route again?”
“Oh, don’t worry, I won’t. Taking drugs messed my head up. I barely remember what I was doing whilst I was on the stuff. I don’t know why I felt the need to take it. I think I just felt like life was getting on top of me, and I didn’t know how to deal with the emotions that I was feeling. Taking the drugs and drinking alcohol seemed to blot it out. Well, for a while it did anyway.”
“You know that you can always talk to me, Lyd. You shouldn’t keep things bottled up.”
“I know.” She smiles at me. “But you had your own shit to deal with. You didn’t need me bringing you down with my trivial problems.”
“It doesn’t matter how trivial things may seem, I always have your back, you know that.”
“I do know that.” Her eyes start to glisten as she speaks. “Wow, look at me getting all sentimental.” She tries to make a joke of it to lighten the mood.
“It’s understandable. You have been through a lot.” I sip my coffee and decide that a change in topic may help. “Anyway, I haven’t told you about Charles trying to crack onto me the other day.”
Lydia’s mouth drops open and her eyes go wide with shock. “Shut the fuck up. Does Jake know?”
“Hell no, he would go ballistic. No point in getting him worked up over that bellend.” Lydia and I burst out laughing at the same time at my choice of words.
“Well, come on then, tell me more. Where and how did this happen?” I smile at her and take comfort in the fact that I have my best friend back.
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