8. Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Jake
H annah's hands are everywhere, pulling at my clothes and leaving trails of heat in their wake. She pushes me back against the mattress and straddles me without breaking our connection, grinding against me in a way that makes me see stars.
Fuck.
All coherent thought flies out of my head as she continues to assault my senses. She nips at my lower lip before soothing the sting with her tongue, making me moan helplessly into her mouth.
Her hands are on my chest now, pulling up my T-shirt. I briefly sit up so she can take it off. Once the shirt is discarded she runs her nails lightly down my torso, causing my cock to go painfully hard.
"I want this so much it’s crazy," she moans breathlessly, placing wet kisses along the column of my neck.
I groan at the feel of her lips on my skin. "Too fucking long," I manage to say before she finds that spot just below my ear that turns me into a quivering mess.
She chuckles softly and pulls away from me for just long enough to get undressed herself. I watch with hooded eyes as she strips off every piece of clothing until she’s gloriously naked before me.
My cock twitches at the sight of her, glistening with desire and flushed all over. "Fuck, Hannah," I growl, unable to tear my gaze away from her perfect body.
“You don’t mind this,” she asks, biting her lip nervously whilst her hand strokes over the baby bump.
“No.” It’s a simple answer. It doesn’t need more explanation. She’s perfect in every possible way and if she has a baby bump or not, really doesn’t matter to me.
With her eyes on me, I stand up and drop my boxers. If she doesn’t believe my words I hope she believes my cock. My dick is painfully hard happily pointing in her direction.
She smirks at the effect she has on me, her confidence returning in full force. Then she pushes me back onto the mattress and crawls over me.
"You like what you see?" she asks, running one hand down my chest and lower still until she wraps it around my aching length.
I hiss at the feel of her warm hand on me. "You have no idea," I say before she starts stroking me slowly, driving me out of my fucking mind.
"Hmm," she purrs, leaning in closer until our lips are almost touching. "Then you're going to love this."
Before I can process what she's saying, she sinks down onto me in one smooth motion, enclosing every inch of me in the tightest heat imaginable.
I curse loudly and dig my fingers into her hips as I fight for control. She feels even better than I ever imagined: hot and wet and impossibly tight around my cock.
I look up at her, desperately searching for any sign that she might not want this as much as I do. But all I see is raw need and something else that looks like love. And then we move together as if we were made for this. She rides me hard and fast, chasing our mutual release with a single-minded determination that takes my breath away.
Her breasts bounce tantalisingly as our bodies slam together over and over again. Hannah must sense how close I am because suddenly her hand is between us, seeking out that sensitive bundle of nerves at just the right moment. She begins to rub it in tight circles and seeing her taking what she needs almost pushes me over the edge.
"I need you to come with me, Jake," she whispers, her voice a husky rasp that goes straight to my cock. "I want to feel you come apart beneath me."
And that's all it takes.
With one final thrust of her hips, I'm gone. I explode inside her with a shout of pure pleasure. She follows soon after, clenching tightly around me as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.
We cling to each other as we ride out our orgasms, both too spent and too desperate to let go just yet. Time seems to stand still in this moment; all that exists is the two of us and the incredible connection we share.
Eventually, our breathing slows down and reality comes crashing back in. Hannah looks up at me with those big blue eyes that I could easily get lost in. A thousand unspoken words pass between us before she speaks.
“I want to give this a try, Jake," she says softly, tracing lazy circles on my chest with one finger. The vulnerability in her voice undoes me completely. I cup her face gently in my hands and look into her eyes trying to convey all the love and adoration I feel for this incredible woman.
"I should tell you to walk away from me because I don’t know how this nightmare will end but I don’t think I’m strong enough to do that.”
“We’ll be fine,” she promises, though we both know this might not be true.
“You have me," I say fiercely. "You always have." This is a truth I can offer. Whatever happens, as long as I breathe, I’ll be hers.
I rub my sweaty palms over my jeans before knocking on the dark wood door.
“Come in,” Lisa’s voice calls out. Lisa is executive assistant to Tommy, the owner of the Greenview Manor Hotel. He shares her with Sheila, the General Manager, especially since he doesn’t spend quite as much time working as he did before he got married. He’s still one of the hardest working people I know and I couldn’t ask for a better boss, but all of us are glad that he found some happiness that ensures there’s more to his life than just the hotel.
“Hey, Lisa. Is Tommy in? Or Sheila?”
Lisa studies me for a second. I don’t often come up to the big boss’s office so I am sure she knows it’s important.
“You better not be resigning,” she points at me with a grin.
“What? No, of course not.” I shake my head.
“Alright, hang on.” She strolls to the door leading to Tommy and Sheila’s office and briefly knocks before pulling it open.
“Jake’s here, can I send him in?” I can’t quite make out the answer, but I can hear that it’s Sheila who’s replying.
“You can go in,” Lisa smiles and steps away from the open door.
“Hey, how’s Hannah?” Sheila greets me from her seat behind one of the two impressive dark wood desks. The lake is visible behind her through the large window. It looks ominous in the dim light of this cloudy winter day.
“She’s okay, thank you for giving me the time off.” I take a seat in the chair Sheila pointed to.
“Oh, I’m glad. I remember how every little twinge can make you panic when you’re pregnant. If you need more time off let us know. You have plenty of leave. And you know there is also shared parental leave.”
“Oh.” I hadn’t even thought about that especially since we’ve only been a couple for a few days. “I, well—”
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed. I thought you were the… oh, did I get that wrong?” She blushes deep red.
“I’m not the father but Hannah and I are… in a relationship so I’ll think about it.” I keep it to that.
“Sure. If you have any questions, speak to Anna in HR.”
“Thank you Sheila.”
“Not at all. So, what can I help you with?” she leans back and waits for me. I take a deep breath. I don’t like talking about my private life or my past but this is too serious now not to. Hannah was right.
We went to the police a week ago. I was interviewed by an inspector and he took Grant’s details. I asked if I should call Grant but I was told to wait until the police had made some enquiries. I’ve yet to hear back from them.
They installed an alarm system at Hannah’s cottage and gave us both panic buttons. They promised to increase the patrol around the cottage, but let’s face it, it’s Fellside. Increasing patrols means one car drives past the cottage once at night.
We then told Hannah’s family. Ols almost lost it and for a second I thought he was going to kick me out of the house. I get it, I’ve put his sister and his niece in danger. I am painfully aware of that but now that we’re in this situation I can’t just walk away. Hannah was right to say that there’s no guarantee Grant will leave her alone if I leave, especially if he’s trying to use her to get to me. No, I need to know that she’s safe.
“Sheila, I need to warn you about something—” I hesitate. Do it! Just rip the plaster off and tell her everything. I take a deep breath and then let it all out. What happened in the past and how Grant got in contact again. And most importantly what the police said.
“I’m sorry I’m bringing this to the hotel. If you want me to resign or—”
“Don’t even finish that sentence, Jake.” Sheila pours a glass of water and hands it to me. “Where are all these bellends suddenly coming from?” she asks with frustration before catching herself. “Oh shit sorry, I shouldn’t have used that language.” She grins at me sheepishly.
Another team member has just been through hell with her ex-boyfriend and is currently staying in the top floor flat at the hotel. We seem to be attracting violence at the moment.
“Give me a photo of this Grant guy and I’ll make sure all staff are briefed, especially Sebby and his night team.”
“I can email you one.” Hannah found a photo from the court case online. It’s not the most up-to-date but he hasn’t changed much.
“If you do need to take any time off the offer stands. You’re not that busy at the moment with appointments and we can get Ols’ help to find someone to cover you.”
“Thank you Sheila, I appreciate the offer but for now we’re fine. I drop Hannah at Alluring Adventures before I come here and pick her up on my way home.” Hannah has returned to work and Ols will watch over her like a hawk.
“We’re all behind you both. Whatever happens, if you need any help, if you need to stay at the hotel for a few days, just let us know. Please.”
“Thank you,” I swallow hard to hide how much this means to me. Maybe when this is over I should let my guard down a bit more. It seems I have way more friends than I assumed.