Chapter Eleven Jake #2
My feet are frozen on the spot. I’ve stopped, and it’s not because of the lights threatening to reveal me.
Those little cowgirl boots she’s wearing are doing something for me.
I didn’t know I had a thing for cowgirls until now.
Her tight blue jeans are tucked into the boots, accentuating her long legs and the curve of her hips—which is exactly where I’d like my hands to be instead of hers, holding on tight and then sliding them up over the black tank top that is hugging her breasts so nicely.
The shirt she was wearing at the restaurant is now gone, and that’s enough to start me moving toward her.
All rationality is gone, and pure lust is in the driving seat.
“It’s me. Daisy was in Gran’s garden again,” I declare as I get closer to her so she can see me clearly.
“Shit, Jake!” she shrieks. “You scared me.”
I’m not even sorry that I have startled her and take the porch steps two at a time until I’m face-to-face with her. I’m done dancing around this.
“Who is he?” I blurt out before I can think properly.
“Are you kidding me? Who do you think you are, speaking to me like that,” she spits back.
Oh yeah, here we are, talking to each other like we’re back at day one again, and I can’t tell you how much the fight in her turns me on.
“Who. Is. He?” I inch my face a little closer to hers.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but if you are referring to the man I was having dinner with earlier this evening, his name is Beau. Now go home, Jake, before you embarrass yourself.” She turns back toward the door.
“Oh, I’m long past that point.” Reaching out and wrapping my arm around her waist, I pull her to my body. Our chests hit each other with a thud, and the look of surprise on her face gives me no indication of fear, thank goodness.
“I’m done fighting this, Ash. I know you feel it too. There is no denying this anymore. You’re mine.”
Her eyes widen and sparkle as we both feel the electricity between us. Placing my hand gently on her cheek, I try to calm my voice a little.
“Tell me he didn’t kiss these lips.” I slide my hand down and run my thumb across them.
“He didn’t,” she whispers, and the relief sinks into my rage, calming my body a little. But the heat from her body touching mine is rising by the second.
My hand slowly feels the skin on her neck as it slides down and onto the soft bare skin above her breasts, caressing her ever so delicately.
“I want you, Ash, like I’ve never wanted another soul, and I don’t know how to stop this burning desire.”
“I know.”
Finally, as she wraps her arms tentatively around my back, I can feel her falling into this just like I am.
“Are we feeling the same? Because if you tell me no, I’ll walk away.
Just don’t ask me to be your friend, because I can’t do that anymore.
You are turning my world upside down in a good way, but I don’t have that much strength to keep my distance.
This is where I want you. Right here, in my arms, and not on the other side of a fence line. ” I’m sick of holding in my feelings.
“But how will this end? I don’t know if I can let myself be with someone who’s only going to leave. I’ve had my heart broken by someone who left me once before, and I don’t know if I can do that again.”
Her eyes are almost pleading for me to give her some magical answer, but I can’t.
I have to go back to Sacramento when this is over to fight the court case against my client, and I will need to work while I’m there if I’m in with any chance of affording the legal fees it’s going to rack up.
Plus the bank sent another email after I didn’t pick up the last call, reminding me they have given me a year with regular monitoring to sort this mess out or they will foreclose on the house.
“One day at a time. Let’s just see where this takes us. I can’t promise you anything more than a good time at this moment, and I don’t think you want to promise me more than tonight either. But this connection is special and I don’t think we should keep fighting it.”
I try to break through her anxiety. “Who knows, I might be so shit in bed that you run away from me as fast as you can.”
She rolls her eyes at me as she replies, “Yeah, right, and Daisy knows how to stay in her own pasture. We both know that neither of those statements is even close to the truth.”
Her words, hinting she’s imagined what we would be like together, are escalating the burning sensation in my body that has me harder than I thought possible.
“Have you been thinking about me in bed, Ash?” Leaning down, I kiss her softly on her neck, drawing out the sweetest moan as I work my way up to whispering in her ear. “Was it good, Ash? Were you all wet from remembering our night in the woods?”
I feel her body weight slump against me. I’m sure the rush of adrenaline I’m feeling right now is running just as fast through her body too, causing her knees to weaken.
“Maybe.” She slides her hands back around to my chest, grabbing fistfuls of my shirt.
It’s so damn hot when she does this. It’s like she’s hanging on, wanting me to take care of her.
But the shock of her jumping and wrapping her legs around me gives me the answer that she wants this as much as I do.
“Well, we can’t leave you wondering what might be.
” I carry her through the front door, making sure I lock it tight behind me so we don’t get interrupted by that damn goat.
Heading into the room that I now know is her bedroom, I toss her gently onto her bed that looks just like I imagined it would.
Although she works in a world of hard physical effort and stress, this room is delicate and feminine.
The bedcover is white and frilly, with soft pink, green, and lemon-colored cushions tossed over it.
The furniture is made from distressed white wood, and the top of a chest of drawers is covered in perfumes, lotions, and little trinkets.
There are also framed photos of people who I assume are her family, and one of her and Tiff.
Her house might need lots of work, but this room is clearly all her.
And fuck, don’t I want to get to know this feminine side of Ash.
My eyes fall back to where she’s lying on the bed, pushed up on her elbows and watching me.
“Please tell me there is some of that lace under those clothes. Like the ones Daisy tried to eat and had you blushing so hard that night.” I’m almost pleading to see the visions of my dreams become reality.
“I’ll tell you something about me that no one knows.” Her tongue swipes her lips before she bites down on her bottom one, and it’s enough to have me already kicking off my boots and pulling my phone from my pocket.
Jake: Don’t wait up.
Chase: Fuck yeah!
“I love sexy secrets, especially ones that come out of those lips.” One by one I undo the buttons on my shirt and then shrug it off my shoulders, onto the floor.
“A few years ago.”
I know that she means when he left her, but she’s not saying it out loud.
“I gave up on dressing for anyone else but myself. So, every day, no matter what, there is always lace hiding underneath whatever I’m wearing, even my operating scrubs.”
“Fuck, you can’t do that to a man. Now every time I look at you, I’m going to be hard as steel picturing you under your clothes.” I flick the button on the top of my jeans, and the zipper undoes from the pressure on it, giving me some welcome relief.
“Show me.” I’m almost growling at this point as I push down on my cock to try to soothe the pain.
I reach over and slip the first and then second cowgirl boot off her tiny feet before dropping them to the floor.
Then I watch her pull that little tank top out of her jeans and drag it up over her body, exposing her bare stomach and making me twitch with a desire to reach out and touch her there.
Pushing herself to sit up, she continues removing her top but stops again just under her breasts, just far enough so that I can see a hint of black lace.
Like a moth to a flame, I move onto the bed.
Crawling over her legs, I hold myself on my knees above her.
My hands over top of hers, I want the feeling of stripping her bare.
There is no guarantee that I’ll be here again, so I’m not letting this opportunity slip through my fingers.
“I’m man enough to tell you, without a doubt, this vision is what I’ve been getting off to every night.
” I’m now pushing her hands away and dragging the top over her head myself.
My eyes focus heatedly on her alluring naked body, and I’m not looking away or even blinking for a second.
I don’t want to miss one moment of seeing her like this for the first time.
But it’s not enough. “Jeans, now,” I demand, wriggling back a little with my hand on the middle of her chest and then pushing her back onto the bed.
Not once has she looked hesitant, and the moment I demand it, Ash’s hands are unzipping her jeans.
As she pushes her hips up off the bed to shimmy out of them, I grab her bare waist and feel that the heat of her skin is just how I remember her against me that night in the woods.
I’m not prepared for the moment her jeans disappear and my view of her body is no longer blocked by clothes, but just her skimpy underwear. She takes my breath away when I spot the skin of her pussy through the black mesh lace covered in hearts.
“So beautiful.” I lower her to the bed again, and without even thinking about it, my head drops and I kiss the skin along the top of her panties.
I need more, though. I stop the kissing when I get to the middle of her stomach just below her belly button, and my gaze catches hers to make sure she’s in this same moment with me as I go down on her.
Running my tongue over the lace that is soaked through with her arousal, the flavor lights up my taste buds.