Chapter 40
Our Fearless leader has taken our darling Georgia to spend the weekend with his parents. I wonder what Benji thinks of their sweet escape.
We make it to San Diego around midnight. Once we get to Jake's house, his sweetheart of a Mama greets us with a super tight hug. She's beaming. "I'm so glad you two made it here safely!"
Jake takes our bags to his room while I make small talk with Mama Ryan. I'm so nervous. "You have a lovely home, Mrs. Ryan."
The house is enormous and sits close to the water. The whole backside of the house is full of windows, it’s a red marble brick house. The kitchen is spacious and looks like it's out of a magazine. Every room I've walked through is chuck full of farmhouse decor. Can you say, "dream house?!"
She smiles. "Thank you, we're blessed, and please call me Debbie. How was the flight?"
"It was great. Besides Austin, I've never been out of the Southeast. This part of the country is just as beautiful. I can't wait to put my toes in the Pacific Ocean tomorrow!"
"We can't wait to take you out on the boat. We're going to go fishing, and you're sure to see lots of seals. Hopefully, a sandbar will be out, and we can layout while the boys fight over who's going to catch the biggest fish."
I laugh. "Sounds like a dream come true."
Jake comes back and grabs my hand. "Goodnight Ma, love you!
They have an action-packed couple of days set up for us.
We need rest." I wave at a smiling Debbie as he pulls me up the stairs and down the hall to his room.
He opens the door and falls on the king-size bed.
I close the door quietly behind me and sit down next to my man.
His walls are full of football stars, and he has a trophy case built into the wall full of trophies. On the opposite side of the wall, he has a photo collage of family and friends so I get up to inspect. He grabs me from behind and wraps his arms around me. "You have a beautiful family."
"I do. Thank you."
Hopefully, playing it cool. "Will I get to meet any of your friends while we’re here?"
Jake tightens his grip. "I don't know. Why, babe?"
He's not dumb. He knows why. Every boy in the world would understand why I was asking this question. "Who is she?"
He turns me around slowly. I look up into his storm-clouded eyes. "She's a friend from back in the day. It was a long time ago."
"One of those pictures had a date from last July, babe. Girls pay better attention than the FBI, Jake, don't play with me right now. Who is she?" I plant my hands on my hips and glare him down. The longer he stalls, the madder I become. Why won't he tell me?
He throws his hands up in exasperation. "I repeat. Why, babe?"
I get that crazy look in my eyes. The one every girl gets when jealousy takes over, and her man is being stupid. "If I have to ask you one more time, I'm leaving. Ubers come a dime a dozen in a big city like this. Bet."
He stares down at me for minutes but I stand my ground.
He's not getting out of this one. "She was my best friend up until two years ago.
I thought I was in love with her, and she broke my heart.
She slept with my best guy friend at the time.
We broke up and the rest is history. I would take the pictures down, but I kept them up because although that part of my life is over, it's still my past. No one but my family knows about her, not even the boys.
We broke up before I made it to Austin."
My heart breaks for him, but I can't say I'm not happy that she was a no-good treacherous hoochie mama, because I am thrilled she's a hoe.
A hoe and a total idiot. I give his ex-best friend the very same title, as I believe in equal rights and all.
That evil green monster can't help but rear her ugly head again!
She really is beautiful! She almost looks like Rachel from Friends.
You know, like one of the hot girls from a 90's show or movie, but in all actuality, she's a hoe.
I walk up to him and run my fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry, baby, and although I hate that you had to go through that, I'm happy that it led you to me. Why wouldn't you tell me that?"
He shrugs. "I was embarrassed, I guess. You've only ever known me as the overly confident man whore. I was different back then."
"Jake, you have no reason to feel embarrassed or ashamed. What they did to you was awful, but that made you who you are today, the beautifully flawed man that I love."
His lips crash down on mine. I match his hunger with every move of my tongue. I feel the wetness start building between my thighs. I take off his shirt and throw it in the floor. He growls my name as he starts to undress me.
I take my hand and run it up the seam of his jeans where his thick bulge is barely hidden. He looks at me breathless and words tumble out freely. "Dani, you drive me crazy. No one has ever done this to me. You're it for me, baby."
This man is it for me too and I want to show him how much I appreciate him.
I grab the back of his neck and bring his face down to my waiting lips just before I playfully push him down on the bed.
He sits up on his elbows waiting for my next move.
His eyes darken with lust as I hover over him, giving him a teasing smile just before I take him deep in my mouth.
He grabs the back of my neck and directs my mouth up and down while my hand moves in the same motion as my mouth. He’s so thick.
"Baby. Stop...oh yeah, like that. I'm about to come, baby, I can't hold it in.
" I smile in victory and keep my mouth moving as the salty liquid explodes down my throat. I climb up and kiss my Sex King senseless. He looks up at me, still dazed and then flops back down on the bed. I giggle as I hope off the bed and make my way to my bag to grab my things and shower. I think we both could use a good night’s sleep.
"What the hell are you doing?"
I look back at him, startled to find him by my side. "I'm getting ready to take a shower."
"No, ma'am. It's your turn. Then I thought we'd take a shower together.”
I laugh because he's crazy. "I need a shower. I feel icky."
"Girl, what I'm about to do to you, you won't be able to wash off for days."
He undresses me agonizingly slow and reaches down to grab my mound making my breath hitch.
Jake picks me up and carries me back over to the bed, laying me down.
I gladly open my legs for him as he enters me swiftly.
I moan his name and tell him, “I want to ride you.” He pulls out and lays back on the bed and I straddle him, placing my hands on his chest to hold on for dear life.
I sink down on him slowly and he meets me with a hard thrust upward.
I move my hips urgently, and he calls out my name as we come together.
He leans up and kisses my lips. "You riding my dick is the hottest thing I've ever witnessed. Please, feel free to do that every day for the rest of our lives."
The next morning, his mom calls his phone, letting him know breakfast is ready.
I blush when I think about why she didn't just knock on his door but I'm thankful for the privacy.
We've been up for an hour or so, getting lost in each other and falling even more in love.
Thankfully, we've already showered. I. Am.
Famished. We head downstairs and grab something to eat.
The closer we get to the kitchen, the louder the hushed voices of his family get, making the butterflies in my stomach trump my hunger.
I haven't met his sisters yet, and they are super important to him.
He loves to talk about them for hours, and I love hearing the stories about their upbringing.
I'm fascinated by anyone that has siblings.
I've longed for one of my own. Sadly, the two I have will never get a chance to know me, thanks to my douche of a sperm donor.
I admired the kitchen from afar last night.
I can't imagine cooking in this kitchen.
The cabinets are white and have been professionally distressed.
The floors are a medium brown wooden color, also distressed.
No telling how much money went into this kitchen.
The smell coming from the oven is making my hunger go through the roof.
I need food now or I'll die! It's full throttle. Jake opens the back glass doors, and we find everyone staring back at us. Looks like it’s crunch time, let's go!
I look down at my tank top, bicycle shorts, and Jake in his football attire, and I can't help but wonder if we may be a tad underdressed.
His mom is in a buffalo plaid cotton dress.
Candace, the oldest sister, is wearing a miniskirt and tank top, and the baby of the family, Britni, is wearing a floral minidress.
The patriarch is wearing khakis and a polo shirt.
A good-looking bunch if I ever saw one. His dad is kinda hot. Go Pops!
Jake is not the only one in his family that could be a movie star. It's a little daunting. I do alright in the looks department, but I'm no movie star, more like the co-star that gets "killed" off early in the season. I'm not mad about it.
Jake grabs my hand and leads me to the two empty spots at the table. I take a deep breath and give my best smile. Here's to hopefully not looking constipated. "This looks and smells wonderful, Debbie."
She genuinely smiles. "Thank you, Dani. I hope it tastes good."
Candace looks over at me curiously. I smile at her, but all she does is study me further.
Jake said she is a future scientist and is very analytical.
Maybe a match for Jaxon? I take her forthright stare as her gauging my personality.
She finally breaks the silence. "This is only the second time Jake has brought a girl home. Will you treat him like she did?"