Chapter 41
Jake
S elf-control is something I have mastered these past few weeks, and I should get a Goddamn medal for it. I need to see a doctor just to make sure a guy can’t die from lack of sex. I haven’t even tried to relieve myself because, and this is going to sound stupid, I’m saving myself for her. There you have it.
Trust me, she hasn't made it easier, teasing me whenever she gets the chance. Walking around with those booty shorts that drives me crazy.
I've tried taking her out on dates as much as possible, not only because I love spending time with her and exploring the town. But because we needed to be somewhere in public where we had to keep our clothes on.
Besides that, everything has been perfect. Her café is doing amazing, and she's working on her book with her agent.
Standing outside her cottage, I wait for her to open the door. She walks out, wearing a short white dress that clings to her body in a way that should be illegal. I think tonight is where my self-control might fly out the window.
My eyes trace her body, starting from her legs and her gold high heels, lingering on her thick thighs. I take in her features, her dark red lipstick, her hair up in a ponytail, which gives me a better view of her beautiful face. Fuck, I just fall in love with her all over again, like I didn’t just fall in love with her this morning when I found her dancing while cooking.
“Hi,” she says with that sweet, shy smile, looking at me with her doe eyes.
“Hi.” I grin like an idiot, my heart pounding in my chest. “You’re stunningly gorgeous.”
“Thanks,” she says, flustered.
“Turn around baby. Let me see that ass.”
Her giggles fill the cool air as she twirls around. “Damn, baby, you’re so sexy.” My teeth sink into my bottom lip, eyes roaming over her body. I’m this close to canceling the entire date and devouring her right there.
Taking a deep breath, I adjust my pants, and ignore her knowing smile. “Are you ready?” I hold out my hand to her, and she places hers on mine. The scent of jasmine from her perfume mixes the lingering smell of grapes creating an intoxicating blend.
I lead her to the car, and open the door for her. The drive to the restaurant is silent, but it’s a beautiful and comfortable silence, filled with stolen glances and soft smiles.
That’s what happens when you find your person. Sometimes we talk for hours and other times we just sit quietly, enjoying each other’s company and still feel connected.
We pull up to the restaurant, and the valet takes our keys as we walk inside, my hand resting on her lower back. Her skin is warm beneath my palm.
“Reservation?”
“Yes, it’s under Jacob Harrington.” She nods and motions for us to follow her. She leads us to a secluded table set against an expansive window offering a panoramic view of the city, and the Eiffel tower. Then I pull out of her chair and help her sit comfortably before taking my seat.
The waiter comes over, and I order a red wine that she’ll like.
“This is perfect,” she says as the waiter leaves with our orders. My arm extends across the table, reaching for her hand, and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I wanted to make tonight special.”
Even though we still have two weeks left, I can’t bear to wait another day without making her officially my girlfriend.
“So, how’s it going with the agent?” I ask as the waiter returns with our wine and fresh bread. He pours some into our glasses before walking away.
“It’s going great. She’s in New York, so I need to make sure our Zoom calls match our schedules,” she says, taking a piece of bread and putting it into her mouth. She chews slowly before bringing the glass to her lips for a small sip.
“So, when’s the release date, or…?” I ask excitedly.
She chuckles. “We’re not there yet. Right now, we’re editing so we can start submitting my manuscript to publishers.”
“Well, I can’t wait, I’m so proud of you,” I say, remembering when she was too afraid to even write. Now she’s on her way to being a published author. I knew she would get there.
She blushes, looking down at her plate. “Thank you, again.”
I lean in closer and smile at her. “You deserve it. You’ve worked so hard for this.”
She tucks her curls behind her ears with a sweet smile.
“Can I ask you a question?” Her fingers nervously play with the edge of her napkin before she looks up at me
Oh, no I know that look.
“Of course, you can ask me anything.”
“Have you been with anyone? You know, after us?” She looks down at her bread.
“Yes,” I say, even though I wish the answer was different, but I would never lie to her.
I see the hurt cross her face before giving me a half-smile. “Oh.”
She plays with her food, pushing it around her plate, pretending it doesn’t bother her, but I know her better than that. Her shoulders slump, and she avoids my gaze.
“Princess, whatever you’re thinking right now, please stop, okay?” When she doesn’t look at me or say anything, I move my chair closer to her. Lifting her chin up to look at me, her skin soft and warm under my fingers. “Baby, I’m sorry, but it meant nothing. It was a one-time thing. I was drunk, but I know that’s not an excuse.”
“You don’t have to explain yourself. It’s not like we were a thing then,” she says, her voice barely holding steady.
Wrong, baby.
“Moonie, you were and are my everything,” I say, reaching to intertwine her fingers with mine. Her hand is cool and slightly shaky. “Now talk to me, baby.”
“I don’t know why I’m upset,” she admits, her voice trembling. “It’s just thinking about you kissing someone else the way you kissed me or making love to someone the way you made love to me… I mean, have sex… It kinda hurts because I didn’t stop thinking about you even for a second when we were apart.” Hearing the hurt in her voice stings, but I never want her to hold anything in.
“Baby, I could never kiss anyone the way I kiss you, and making love? I could never make love to anyone but you because I love you, and only you. Even when I was too stupid to admit it.” This woman had my heart since the moment I met her, maybe even before then.
“I love you too.” Her eyes glisten with unshed tears, and her smile is soft and genuine.
Just like that, I fell in love with her for the millionth time tonight.
“Why were you drunk?” She asks with a small adorable pout.
I chuckle because the question was expected. “ I missed you so much, and I couldn’t stop thinking about you. So I would drink, hoping it would help me forget. But no matter how hard I tried, moving on was impossible. The truth is, I didn’t want to, and I was angry at myself for letting you go. But I also knew I couldn’t give you what you needed.” I bring our intertwined hands to my lips and kiss her knuckles.
“I was scared of loving you because I thought that eventually you would realize I’m not worthy of your love.” The last part slips out without thinking. Her eyes widen, softening with understanding.
“Baby, I could never stop loving you. I knew I was gonna fall in love with you the moment you kissed me.” Her fingers rub my stubble, and every nerve ending buzzes with energy. I close my eyes, savoring the contact. “But I was wrong because I’d already fallen for you. I don’t know when it happened. It feels like it’s been there all along.”
Fuck, she always has a way of making me melt into a puddle. I had everything planned. They’re supposed to bring a cake during dessert asking her to be my girlfriend, but I don’t want to wait.
“This might sound cheesy, but baby, will you be my girlfriend officially?”
She laughs, her eyes sparkling. “I didn’t know people still ask but yesss .”
If it was up to me, I would ask her to marry me right now. But I want to enjoy every stage of our relationship with her.
We hold each other’s gaze as the world seems to fade away around us. Our lips meet, leaving nothing but the softness of her lips, the floral scent of sweet roses and jasmine. Her tastes of wine and sin rolled into one, sweet and intoxicating. I can hear her heartbeat, feel the softness of her curls between my fingers.
“Baby,” she moans into the kiss.
“Hmmm,” I moan back, lost in the moment.
“We need to go now,” she whispers, her breath warm against my lips.
Go, where? I’m perfectly fine right here. She pulls away slightly, and that’s when I remember we’re still at the restaurant.
“Baby, we need to go now,” she repeats, her brown eyes framed by thick eyelashes drawing me in, sparkling with a blazing fire.
I take some money out of my pocket, and leave it on the table before we head out.
We stand, and I guide her out, my hand on the small of her back. The electric connection between us pulses down my arm, bolts of hot energy traveling all the way to my fingertips. The cool night air hits us as we step outside, but it does nothing to cool the fire burning between us. We move quickly to the car, the anticipation building with every step. The city lights blur around us, and all I can think about is getting back to where we can be alone.
Once we’re inside the car, she turns to me, her eyes smoldering. “Drive fast,” she says, sliding her hand between her thighs.
“Baby don’t you dare,” I warn, glancing over at her.
“Mmm,” a soft moan escapes her lips, pulling out her fingers from under her dress. She holds them up to me, glistening with her arousal.
“Fuck baby, you’re killing me.” I groan, my balls tingling, ready to explode.
We pull up to the driveway a few minutes later, and I’m quick to my feet, practically leaping out of the car. I hand the keys to the valet. “Wait, what are we doing here?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Well, when I planned our date, I also rented a room for the night just in case we didn’t feel like driving the hour and a half back to the cottage.” Thank God I did. I wouldn’t survive the drive back.
“Hmmm,” she teases with a knowing look.
“Come on,” I say, taking her hand as we step into the elevator, and as soon as the doors close, our mouths crash together again.
My hand slides to her waist, pulling her into me as my body burns with desire. Her hands tangle in my hair, tugging slightly, sending shivers down my spine.
The elevator dings, and the doors open to our floor. We stumble out, never breaking the kiss, and we practically fall inside, still entangled in each other. I move and sit her on the bed, laying her down in a swift motion. She rolls us over and sits on top of me.
My hands move to the hem of her dress, slowly pushing it up, but her hand reaches out to stop me. Pulling away from me with a sweet, and devilish smile on her face.
Shit, I’m fucked.
“Baby?”
“Yes, is there something that you want, Douxy?” Her voice drips with teasing sweetness as she traces a finger down my chest. And I love it when she calls me like that.
“Yes, baby, I need you.” My body aching for her touch.
“Hmmm,” she stares at me with a look I’ve never seen before, her brown eyes are dark and full of promise.
“Do you think you deserve it?” She moves, and I reach out to grab her, but she stops me with a gentle touch.
“Not yet, baby.” She draws out the words slowly, her breath hot against my skin.
Fuck, this is how I go.
“Have you been patient?” her innocent look betrays the wicked glint in her eyes.
“Yes, baby.” My hands are trembling with the need to touch her.
“You’ve been such a good boy, haven’t you?” she coos, running her hands up my chest and over my shoulders.
Fuck yes, I have been. Now I need to bury myself inside her, but my baby is taking control, and it’s so hot I might just come from listening to her.
“Yes, I’ve been a very good boy.” I grit my teeth, every word a struggle as I fight to stay in control. “Please, let me touch you.”
“Not yet.” She throws me a smirk, a fucking smirk.
“Please, baby, I need to touch you now.” It's been too long.
“Patient Douxy.” Her sweet voice goes straight to my groin.
Patient? I've been very patient, okay.
I watch as she takes her sweet time unzipping her dress, her fingers moving slowly, deliberately. Meanwhile, I’m so hard that my dick is ready to burst through my pants. My heart races, and I clench my fists to keep from grabbing her, the anticipation driving me wild.
She lets the dress fall to the floor, and she’s standing before me, bare and lethal. She steps out of the dress and turns her back to me.
“You got a tattoo?”
“Yes,” she throws a look over her shoulder. “Want a closer look?”
She turns around and walks towards me. I remain still, devouring her with my eyes. Once she’s close enough, she sits on my lap, dripping through the thin fabric of my pants. The smell of her arousal sends me into overdrive. She bends down, showing me the tiny tattoo on the small of her back. It’s a little mountain peak.
My hands automatically move to touch it, tracing the delicate lines with my fingertips. “When did you get this?”
“After I left the cabin,” she whispers. “I wanted something to remind me of you.”
Her words hit me like a wave, my chest tightening and my heart pounding. I pull her closer, my lips finding the spot just below the tattoo, kissing it softly. She shivers under my touch, and her breath hitches.
“Baby,” Emotion floods my heart while I whisper against her skin. My desire for her sizzles up my spine, and the string of my restraint that was holding me together… snaps. The need to possess her mind, her body. Every inch of her consumes me. “I love you so much. Please remember that, because playtime is over, baby girl.” The need to be buried inside her slick heat pounds into me. “I’m not about to make love to you right now. This will not be slow or sweet,” I growl, a raw whisper of need.
Her eyes lock with mine, burning with the same desperate hunger. “I don’t want slow or sweet . I want you,” she says, breathless, a seductive plea that trembles with urgency and desire.
“Get up,” I command, and she complies.The sight of her sends a jolt of desire through me.
I pull down my pants to free myself, already hard with anticipation, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. The air between us thickens with tension and want.
“Are you ready, princess?”
She flashes me a devilish smile, glancing down at my hard cock. “I want to try something.” Her face transforms into an innocent, almost timid expression. “I’ve never gone down on you before, or anyone else actually, and I want to.” She moves closer and kneels in front of me, staring at it for a few seconds.
“You don’t have to do it, baby. I can teach you later.”
“I want to do it now. You’ve been such a good boy. Good boys deserve rewards. You’ve earned it.” She smiles. The anticipation is killing me as I hold my breath, waiting for her next move.
She leans down and presses a soft kiss at the base, her hand holding my thighs. The softness of her breath is enough to make a moan escape my throat. I feel like a teenager getting his first blow job.
She licks up the length to the head, her tongue soft and warm. Fuck, I’m definitely going to embarrass myself and come like a teenager. She swirls her tongue around the head, lifting her eyes to look at me—my fucking queen. I’ve gotten a blow job before, but it never felt like this.
She gags when she takes me into her mouth and pushes my dick into the back of her throat. Her face turns red and her eyes water, but she doesn’t stop. She continues taking me deeper, her lips sliding down my length as she tries to breathe through her nose. The gagging sounds she makes are so freaking sexy. “You’re doing so good baby, sucking my dick like a good girl.”
She’s sucking me with so much passion and skill even though she’s never done this before.
She’s a natural, and I now know what heaven is like.
“Jesus, baby,” I moan, my eyes rolling back as I grip the edge of the bed. She smiles at me, a sweet, proud smile. She’s enjoying this. Some women give me oral because they feel like they have to, but I can tell she loves it. She wants to please me. Her determination and enthusiasm are pushing me to the edge.
She pulls back for a moment; the tip pops out of her mouth with a wet sound. She lets out a breathy moan, saliva trailing down her chin onto my shaft. This is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
I look down, and she’s using one hand to rub herself, her hips moving in small circles. As much as I want to come in her mouth, I want to come inside her sweet pussy even more.
“Get up, baby, and turn around.” She gets up, her legs shaking a little, and turns around, her back facing me.
Holding her waist, and carefully lowering her onto me. Her hands find my knees for balance as she sinks further down. She winces at the tightness, and we both moan as she adjusts, taking me all in. Once I’m fully inside her, where I belong, I pause, overwhelmed by the sensation. A feeling I’ve missed profoundly. In this moment, we’re one, heart, body, and soul.
She leans into me, her curls brushing against my face, filling the air with the scent I love so much. Her hair always smells amazing. I brush them to one side, kissing her neck.
My hands grip her hips as she grinds against me. Picking up the pace, my movements become faster. Her moans mix with my grunts fill the room. She leans forward, her back arching beautifully as she bounces her thick sexy ass on my cock, pulling a deep, primal sound from my throat.
My eyes lock onto the small tattoo on her lower back. So sexy! “Fuck, baby I missed this,” I groan, giving her ass a firm slap that draws a small, breathless “ah” of pleasure from her. “I fucking missed that ass and this pussy.”
She adjusts her arms, shifting her weight, and the sensation intensifies, sending shivers up my spine. “God, you feel amazing.” Her plump ass meets me with each descent, creating a delicious friction that has my head tipping back in bliss. “Fuck, baby,” I growl as she expertly manipulates every nerve ending. “You’re so perfect, fucking me so good.”
She throws a look over her shoulder that’s both innocent and devilish that makes me lose control all over again.
Grabbing her waist, I push her to her feet while still buried deep inside her. I guide us to the bed before pulling out. “Ass up, baby.” She obliges, her thick, sexy ass rising in the air, teasing me with the sight of her pretty pussy glistening with arousal. I slide back into her from behind, harder and deeper than before, losing myself completely in her as everything around me blurs.
Her moans intensify, bouncing off the walls as I pound into her relentlessly. My hands roam to her breasts, which fit perfectly in my palms. I gently squeeze, feeling the warmth and softness, eliciting another sweet moan from her.
“Oh, yes, Jake,” she cries out, her voice breathy and strained.
She’s close, I can feel it. A fire at the pit of her stomach, ready to burst out. Her body trembles beneath me, muscles tensing. I’m at the edge too, my control slipping, and I’m not even sure how I’ve lasted this long.
“I’m going to come inside you, baby. Do you want that?” My breath’s hot against her ear.
“Please, I want you to,” she exhales, her voice trembling.
“I love it when you use the magic word, princess,” I growl as I drive into her again, surrendering completely to the waves of my climax. My vision blurs, everything becoming dark and hazy. If I were to die right now, it would be the most exquisite way to go.
She clenches around me, her body shivering with her own orgasm, and I thrust into her a few more times, releasing every drop.
Gently, I pull out and turn her around to face me as we catch our breath. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.
“You okay, baby?” I brush sweaty curls from her face, my fingers lingering on her warm skin, staring at the woman who has become the center of my universe from the moment I laid eyes on her.
“More than okay,” she says with a smile on her lips. “Can we do it again?”
“Danm baby! You missed my dick that much, huh?” I chuckle.
She giggles. “You have no idea.”
I move to lie on top of her, our bodies pressing close as our legs naturally entangle together. My arms wrap around her back while hers wrap around my neck. “With you, I could do this for hours,” I bite the top of her ear, “and hours.” I kiss the side of her neck before bringing my face back to hers. “Right now, I’m going to make love to you. Slow and sweet.”
Lifting my hip slightly, I reach for my already hardening length. I position myself at her entrance, pushing in slowly until I’m fully inside of her. We stay like that just breathing each other in.
“I love you so much,” her voice breaks a little as she tries to blink back tears.
“What’s wrong baby?” I search her teary eyes.
“Nothing… I just don’t want to lose you ever again.”
“Moonie,” I grab her hand from my neck, bringing it to my heart. “My heart beats only for you. I’m not going anywhere.”
I lean down, kissing the tears from her cheeks tasting the saltiness. Next, I kiss her nose which always makes her giggles. “I love you baby, and I can't live without you. I tried, and it was the worst few months of my life.”I move inside her slowly as her breathing grows heavier. My need for her is more vital than the need for air itself.
“Now the only tears I want to see is from how freaking good i fuck you okay?” I whisper before pressing my lip to hers, kissing her smile.
She was right, falling doesn’t have to hurt. It’s exhilarating, and I’m happy to keep falling for her.