Chapter Seven Jake
Chapter Seven
Jake
Shit, I know I’m in trouble now. If we keep talking like this, opening up, being vulnerable, I can’t guarantee I can hold back. Because while I can control my physical attraction, this low thrum in my heart is anything but lust. I need to stop, but I can’t seem to.
“I like to keep you guessing, but I can promise you, this Jake, the one here being raw with you, that’s the guy I am. Do I always show that part of me? No, but you have some way of making me want to share it with you.” I watch as my words sink in.
She raises her head from her knee though she won’t look at me. She gazes off into the fire as she speaks.
“I met Jeremy when I was in college. I fell in love with his smooth words and our mutual love of animals. We made big plans. I’d always dreamed of moving to a small town, now I hoped we’d do it together—open our own clinic, work together, and settle into a slower, more relaxed life.
I thought that was his dream too, but how stupid I feel looking back now.
It was me who searched endlessly for the right clinic to buy.
He just acted like he was being the great boyfriend by letting me pick everything.
The town, clinic, the house we lived in—all of it, really.
But I was too blinded by love to see that he just wasn’t as into it as me. ”
I turn her head toward me and see the hurt I know so well in her sad face. She’s past the anger but she still holds scars on her heart.
“Life was perfect, or so I thought.” Stopping to take a breath, she continues, “Until I came home after a long day in the clinic, expecting dinner and a fire lit, keeping the house warm. It was Jeremy’s day off.
But instead, I walked in to darkness and it felt like all the warmth of our little home was gone.
He’d packed up our future and taken it with him.
He met someone online and had been talking to her for over a year, then spent a week with her in San Francisco when he was at a conference, while stupidly I was back here, holding down the fort, working my ass off. ”
She grits her teeth a little, and while I don’t know this Jeremy, I already hate him. Watching her relive a really hurtful time makes me feel awful for pushing her to tell me. And as I’m about to apologize, the next words she says bring me to a halt.
“I guess I just wasn’t enough.” There are no tears, just a face that tells me that she believes what she’s saying is true. That this is what she has been telling herself all these years.
“Have you ever said that out loud before?” Letting her hand go, I slowly raise both my hands to cup her face.
“No.”
I barely hear her, but I can see her lips mouthing it.
“Don’t you ever let anyone make you feel like that.
He didn’t deserve you, because the woman I’m getting to know is more than enough.
” I run my right thumb over her soft cheek, knowing I shouldn’t.
Knowing I can’t stop. “To be honest, I’m having a hard time not kissing you right now, and I know that we hardly know each other and have spent the last few weeks annoying the hell out of each other.
But you bring beauty and kindness to this world, Ash, and as much as I’m trying not to let you get under my skin, I can’t fight it anymore.
No matter the number of times I tell myself we would be a really bad idea.
That I don’t plan on staying, but fuck .
. . if I was, you would be in trouble, because I would be doing everything to convince you to break that no-dating rule of yours. ”
My heart is racing, and I can feel the air being sucked from my lungs. As we both lean into each other, I tell myself not to do this.
But it’s getting harder to listen when her smooth red lips are just a breath away, almost begging me to take them.
“I want to taste you again. Once wasn’t enough,” I murmur. There are mere inches between us now. “Tell me you feel it too.”
“That I’m about to make a mistake? Yeah, I feel it.” But instead of pulling away from me, the blanket falls from her shoulders as she slides her hands up my chest and clutches my shirt.
And as I look deep into her longing eyes, she whispers ever so softly, “What happens in the woods stays in the woods . . . promise me.” She bites down on her bottom lip, and I know I’m done holding back. I would promise her anything right now. I nod.
Then the two words I’m craving fall from her mouth.
“Kiss me.”
You don’t have to ask me twice.
The moment our lips touch is so gentle, an indication of how unsure we are. But as much as our brains are trying to put a stop to something that is going to complicate life for both of us, our bodies have totally stopped listening.
Because once we touch, the fireworks explode all over my body, and I can’t contain my lust any longer. Especially once she moans into my mouth. I’m gone.
I slide my left hand to the back of her head and pull her tightly to me, tilting her to just the right angle that her lips open wider for me. With every inch of her mouth on mine, in this moment, I can show her that she is more than enough.
Trying to take it slow just isn’t an option for either of us.
Her smooth lips slide perfectly over mine.
We start feeling more of the pent-up sexual tension between us.
My tongue pushes past her lips and explores inside her mouth.
Her hands release my shirt and reach into my hair, pulling, and the sting is the final straw of trying to hold back.
In one swift motion, I lay her down, the blanket around her now protecting her from the cold earth underneath.
Straddling over the top of her on my knees, I hungrily take her bottom lip between my teeth and bite down.
Her body arches up at the same time she’s releasing an erotic moan, which reverberates through me.
The noise has my cock thickening to the point it’s now pushing hard against her stomach.
It’s been so long since I’ve had sex, but I’m not breaking that dry spell like this. Ash deserves more than a quick fuck on the floor of the woods.
If I ever get the chance, I will have her naked on a big soft bed, clean sheets that I will take great pleasure in dirtying all night long as I taste not just her lips but every inch of this sensual body.
The way she’s moaning and writhing under me as our lips mold together like they were made to fit just right, I know that sex with her would be like nothing I have ever experienced before.
It’s then I realize the deep moan is coming from my mouth too. At the same time my hand starts to slide down the outside of her neck, I start to kiss along her jawline, wanting more.
“You are so fucking alluring, I don’t know how to stop.” Taking her ear between my teeth, I let her know how much she’s turning me on just from tasting her.
“Don’t stop.” She digs her nails into my scalp.
“You are like the poison apple; one bite and I’m doomed.” I slide my tongue down her neck, and she’s panting as my hand skims down the side of her breast. I’m itching to take it in my hand, but I’m about to step over a line that I shouldn’t cross.
“I need to stop. This isn’t what you want.” I try to use that rational thought to slow me down. Be the gentlemen and step away. Don’t make her regret this tomorrow.
“You’re wrong. I want more.” Her hands drop from where she had them tangled in my hair to my back, where they are sliding up and down. She grinds her body up against mine to find some relief. “Touch me, Jake. Remind me what being touched by a man feels like . . . I’m desperate.”
“Fuccckkkk,” slips from my mouth as she pushes one hand between our bodies, reaching for my cock.
“Yes! Fuck me.” I know she’s totally lost in the erotic rush, and it’s not what she really wants.
“No, I can’t.” But I sure as shit want to.
“I want to come. Please, Jake.”
I can’t say no to her begging.
Sitting up above her, with my legs on either side of her, the vision below me is so tempting.
Flushed cheeks, mouth open, and her deep brown eyes fixed on watching my hand as it runs across her hard pebbled nipple poking through her shirt.
I’m longing to feel her flesh under the clothes, her nipple in my mouth as I suck hard, making her whimper.
But this alone isn’t enough. She needs more, and I move my hand to where she’s desperate to be touched.
The moment I place my palm on top of her jeans and push down, Ash’s head drops back and her mouth hangs open, panting.
“Jake . . .” she pleads and shocks the hell out of me by unbuttoning her jeans and pushing down the zipper.
A shiver runs through my whole body as I see the sweet pink satin panties with lace along the top.
I tell myself what a terrible idea this is, but the moment she takes my hand and slides it inside her jeans on the top of the smooth material, I’m gone and can’t resist her.
I push my fingers down over the line of her slit, and finding her panties wet has me so fucking hard.
I know I can’t do anything to fix that, but I can sure as hell give her what she needs, even if it kills me.
I start to circle my thumb on top of her hard clit that’s hidden under her panties.
Her loud moan echoes through the woods and it gives me a rush of satisfaction I wasn’t expecting.
“You like this, don’t you, Ash. Me rubbing your desperate little pussy.”
“Yesssss. Mooorrree.”
There is no stopping now.
“I wish I could taste you there. I bet you taste as sweet as honey.”
She rocks her pelvis against my hand, trying to get that final release.
“Ooohhhh, fuck.”
“I know you want that, Ash, my mouth feasting on you, and the moment you come all over my tongue, I’d push my cock inside you and show you just how perfect you are. Close your eyes and picture me fucking you, Ash. Hard, and making you come all over my cock.”
And that’s all she needs to push her over the edge, screaming out my name like I’m her savior.