21. Bring It
brIANNA
21
Sunlight is pouring through the window, waking me up when the light moves across my face. Blinking, it takes me a moment to register the arm looped over my waist and the body pressed against my back.
Jake’s breath is warm on my neck, and I inhale sharply when he kisses the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. A shiver runs through me, the memories of last night running through my mind, including the multiple orgasms that he’d drawn from me over the hours we’d spent exploring each other’s bodies.
“Morning, Little B,” he says, his voice low and rough.
I roll onto my back to look at his face and stroke his cheek. “Morning. How’d you sleep?” I ask, and he smiles at me.
“Best sleep I’ve had in a long time. You?”
“Amazing. I guess you wore me out,” I say, shifting my hand to the back of his neck and tugging him down to bring his lips to mine.
He kisses me gently while he traces his finger around my belly button in a lazy circle, causing me to shiver again. He pulls away and looks at me with a slightly more serious expression.
“So, I think we should probably talk about this,” he says, gesturing between us.
“I guess…” I say, not sure I’m ready for any serious conversations right now.
I can tell that my lacklustre response doesn’t impress him, and his expression hardens slightly.
“What is this, Bri?” he asks, locking his eyes on mine.
I swallow hard while I regard him. “I don’t know… I know I had a great time last night and want to keep doing that. But… I just came out of a relationship that, in hindsight, was incredibly unhealthy. And I still need time to work out who I am now,” I say, praying he’ll understand while I stare at him.
His expression softens, and he nods, moving to cup my cheek. “I get that. And I respect that. But hanging out with you these last few weekends… That’s the happiest I’ve been in a while. I really like you, Bri. I always did back in school as well. I don’t want to mess up our friendship, but… I want more than just being your friend,” he says, and my eyes widen while I scan his face.
“You liked me back in school?” I ask, unable to believe him.
“Of course I did. Have you met you? You’re one of the nicest people I know. You’re so easy to be around. You accept people for who they are. You’re beautiful both inside and out, Bri. I don’t think you realise just how many guys were into you at school.”
I stare at him, wrapping my head around this declaration. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
“Because you were so smart, and I just… I guess at the time, I thought you were too good for me. I couldn’t see what I had to offer you.”
I feel my chest tighten and reach up to stroke his cheek again. “I had the biggest crush on you in high school, Jake. If you’d asked me out, I would have said yes happily.”
“Yeah?” A gorgeous smile spreads across his face.
“Yes. I just figured you saw me as Morgan’s little sister, but I always felt like you were just as much my friend as hers.”
“I have always been your friend, Bri.”
We regard each other quietly for a moment before he grabs the back of my thigh, tugging me onto my side to wrap my leg over his hip. I’m reminded of how naked we both are when I feel his hard length slide between my legs, rubbing against my sensitive clit, and I gasp.
“But I want to be more than your friend now, Bri. If you’ll have me,” he says, kissing my neck.
I moan when he rocks his hips a little while he holds me close, his hand pressed against my lower back.
“How about friends who have sex? At least until you’re ready for more?” He moves his lips up to my ear.
A shiver runs through me again, and I shift slightly, causing him to groan when I rub along his shaft.
His teeth graze my earlobe. “Say yes, Bri,” he whispers, rocking his hips again.
I gasp. “Ah… God, yes, just keep doing that.”
“Is that a yes to my question or what I’m doing to you right now?” He runs his nose along my jawline, and I close my eyes.
“Both,” I say, feeling breathless.
“Good,” he says before finally claiming my mouth with his.
I melt into him, allowing myself to get lost in the sensation of our bodies moving against each other. He rolls me onto my back, moving over me as he deepens the kiss, his tongue running over mine as I moan.
Slowly, he begins to work his way down my body, pausing to give each breast attention until I’m a panting mess. His hand travels down slowly, and he begins circling my clit lightly, and I lift my hips slightly, seeking more friction. He chuckles against my breast before applying more pressure with his finger and sucking harder.
“God,” I moan, my eyes rolling back in my head.
“Not quite.”
I open my eyes to find him smirking at me from where he’s positioned himself between my thighs.
I gasp when he lowers his head and begins sucking on my clit, his finger sliding inside me and thrusting gently until he finds my g-spot. In all my time with Richard, he’d never managed to find it, yet Jake found it almost immediately last night, and now I’m a writhing mess while he works me up until I’m screaming his name, the orgasm rocketing through me.
“Gorgeous,” he says while I come back down from the clouds, reaching over to grab a condom from where he’d thrown the box on the bedside table last night.
He rolls it on before reaching over and pulling me on top of him. I rise to my knees and sink down, taking him all the way, and he hisses between his teeth when I begin to move my hips in a lazy circular motion while I grind against him. Moving his hands to my hips, he urges me to move faster, his fingers digging into my hips.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he says before sitting up and sucking my nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it while I throw my head back with a moan. He keeps guiding my hips when he moves his mouth across to the other breast and does the same thing. “That’s it, Bri. Come for me,” he says, and I lock eyes with him while my body shudders against him.
He flips us so that I’m under him, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He moves at a leisurely pace, rolling his hips while his lips meet mine, and I tangle my fingers in his hair.
He presses his forehead gently against mine and picks up the pace, and I moan again when he reaches down to circle his finger right where I need him to.
“One more, Bri. I want you to come with me,” he whispers, and I nod, unable to focus on anything other than the pleasure that is starting to build again.
“I’m coming,” I moan, my eyes drifting closed.
“Look at me, Little B,” he says, and I open my eyes to gaze into his. “That’s it, good girl.”
“Jake,” I scream his name when the third orgasm hits me while his fingers keep working my clit, and he thrusts into me over and over.
“Fuck, yes,” he says, and his moans mingle with mine when he comes as well, our eyes still locked on one another.
He lowers himself to kiss me again, and although I know we’ve just agreed to a friends-with-benefits deal, something inside me knows that we’ve just crossed a line from which we can never come back. And that scares me to death. But I don’t think I can go back now, even if I want to.
Jake Boyd is like a drug, and I am ready to cross that line over and over to get my fix.
Because one night could never be enough with this man.
Several hours later, the intercom buzzes.
“So, what’s the plan here?” Jake asks, getting up from the couch where we’ve been sitting with our legs tangled together.
We’ve been so wrapped up in our little world that we haven’t discussed what this change in our friendship is outside of this apartment, and I regard him thoughtfully while he walks towards the intercom.
“I don’t want you to think I’m hiding anything, but… could we not tell anyone… not yet, anyway? It’s just… Morgan has been such a pain in the ass about our friendship, and you said Chris has been weird too. I don’t want to deal with all of that…”
Jake has his hand on the intercom receiver while he looks at me, and I worry I’ve hurt him when a look I can’t quite read runs over his face. The intercom buzzes again, and he picks up the receiver.
“Hey guys, come on up, it’s open,” he says before putting it back down and facing me. “OK. We won’t say anything to them… but I don’t like feeling like I’m doing something wrong.”
“We’re not doing anything wrong. But as far as I’m concerned, our arrangement is no one else’s business but ours,” I say, getting up and moving to stand before him.
He leans back against the end of the kitchen bench and crosses his arms while he studies my face for a moment. I place my hands on his hips, and he sighs, cupping my face with both hands. Then he leans forward to kiss me softly.
“Fine. But I’m going to have trouble keeping my hands off you, just a heads up,” he says, and I step back with a grin.
“Likewise, JJ.”
My sister bursts in the door, chattering away to Annelisa, who follows close behind, and I jump back further while Jake straightens and clears his throat.
“Hey!” Morgan says, smiling at us both.
Annelisa looks at us curiously, and I’m pretty sure she saw me jump out of Jake’s reach. Chris and Will walk through the door next, and Maddie starts running around to each of our guests for attention.
“Hey guys, we brought food and drinks.” Will holds up some takeaway bags, and Jake moves to take them from him.
“Thanks. What are we eating?” he asks, peeking into the bags.
“Indian food. Got some of all the usual stuff,” Will replies, and I follow Jake into the kitchen to get out plates and cutlery.
“Wow, Bri, you’ve done a great job making this place feel like someone actually lives here now,” Annelisa says, stepping out on the large terrace and staring at all my planters.
My collection has grown even more since they were last here.
“Yeah, I never got to have a garden at my last place, so I thought, seeing as I have this amazing terrace now, I’d give it a go. So far, I haven’t killed anything, so, yay me,” I say with a smile.
Jake stands close beside me, and I feel his hand when it moves to my butt, squeezing gently. I shoot him a look out of the corner of my eye, and he grins at me.
The others all move out onto the terrace, completely oblivious to where Jake’s hand is right now.
“It’s going to be like that, is it?” I whisper, and he winks. “Fine… two can play at that game, JJ.”
“Bring it, Little B,” he says with a smirk, squeezing my butt again.
I swat his hand away, and he laughs while he starts opening containers. I look outside again to see where everyone is. They are all looking out at the view, their backs to the kitchen.
Sliding behind Jake, I reach around and cup his crutch, causing him to jerk back.
“Fucking hell, Bri,” he says with a laugh.
I rise onto my tiptoes and whisper in his ear, “Game on, JJ.”