Chapter Three

Sadie

I was going to kill Jeanie. A long slow, painful death was exactly what she deserved. How could she have done this to me?

She had marched right up to him and asked him to take my virginity. She’d probably begged him even. I’d seen it, that look of shock followed by that confident smile.

She had known all along. If Jake Dawson talked to me, I would be lost. I couldn’t back out of it, not now. If I did, I would spend the rest of my life regretting it. But, I was also perfectly aware that if I went through with it, I would spend the rest of my life regretting it.

A rock and a hard place. So, if I was going to regret it, either way, I might as well get something out of it.

Damn her. A long slow death.

Everything about the man was made to turn a woman’s head. The drop-dead gorgeous looks. That athletic body that radiated strength and power. Those eyes, oh my god, those eyes just melted my heart every time he looked at me.

But, it was something else. A sense of rightness. As if he knew exactly what to say and do. As if he had control of the world and made it comply with his desires. The man was just too perfect for his own good.

His hand encased mine in a firm yet gentle grip. The calluses on his fingers reminded me that this was an athlete. A finely tuned machine who I was about to use for my own pleasure. The thought sent a surge of energy through me and a burning need to my very core.

We’d only taken a few steps when I looked back at him, raising an eyebrow. He silently smiled back at me, telling me to lead on. I swallowed hard as my mouth went instantly dry and my body tingled. This was it. If I went up those stairs I was committing myself. I was telling him that he could take my virginity.

Taking a deep breath, I led him upstairs as we weaved our way around people taking the tour. I kept looking back to find him smiling like a Cheshire cat with a bowl of milk. The man was enjoying this. Me, on the other hand, I was so nervous I thought I might be sick.

My stomach turned over, my palms were actually sweating and my heart wouldn’t stop racing. I was about to cross over a special threshold. With Jake Dawson no less. My life would never be the same.

When we got to the door of the spare bedroom, I remembered Stacy’s advice and knocked. Thankfully, no one answered.

Jake reached around me and opened it, ushering me in with a cocky smile. Taking a deep breath, I swallowed hard and stepped inside. The room was sparse without being cold. A desk, a small refrigerator, a single bed.

I actually gulped when I saw the bed. Neatly made with a tartan comforter. It was all I could see at the moment. As if my world had shrunk down to just that bed.

“Here,” Jake said softly as he reached up to remove my red cape. My heart jumped as his fingers gently brushed against my skin. This was really going to happen. It made me both hate Jeanie and love her at the same time. This was the one thing I didn’t want to have happen… and yet, here Jake was. Right in front of me. Maybe Jeanie knew me better than I even knew myself.

He draped the red cape over a chair then turned to smile at me. His eyes dancing with a mixture of anticipation, surprise, and desire.

I looked back at him, clueless. What happened now? Every muscle screamed at me to run. To get out of there before he broke my heart forever. Yet, my soul refused to move. This was my chance to experience a dream. To know, at least one time, what it would be like to be in Jake Dawson’s arms.

Holding my breath, I watched him take a step towards me. His eyes diving into mine, searching, cataloging. As he drew near, he reached up to gently put my hair back in place. The man liked doing that I realized, and I so liked it when he did. As if it was our own little private thing.

Tilting his head slightly, he said. “There is one thing every wolf would like to know. Now I am finally going to get the answer.

My gaze became lost in his. “What is that?” I managed to say without sounding like an idiot. My mouth was so dry I was surprised I could even talk.

He smiled as his hand came up to cup the back of his neck. “What it is like to kiss Miss Red Riding Hood.” The words had no sooner washed over me when he leaned down and took my lips with his.

Oh, My, God. My heart melted as I sank into him. I was lost. There would be no changing my mind. Not after I had tasted his lips. The man kissed like a god. Gentle yet firm, tasting, taking, demanding more.

Without thinking, my hands reached up around his neck to hold him in place. I would never let him go. His arms snaked around my waist holding me in a secure embrace that I wanted to last forever.

A safe, sure, world that would never let in anything bad. A world in his arms.

Oh, Sadie, I thought, I had already become lost. I was his. I was still nervous, but now I worried about being enough for him. Would he be disappointed? However, before I could start over-thinking things, he broke away and leaned back.

His eyes smiled down at me. “I knew you were special the first time I saw you.”

That was all I needed. Pulling him back to me I attacked him. My lips devoured him while my hands slipped into his jacket and pushed it off his shoulders. I needed to be closer. I needed him. Now.

He chuckled as he started unbuttoning his shirt. When he shrugged out of it, I learned what was better than Jake Dawson in a tux. Jake Dawson in nothing.

He gave me a sexy smile then turned me around, so he could unlace my bodice.

Was this real? Was that desire I had seen in his eyes? Did he really want me or was this a favor to Jeanie. A charity project. My insides turned over with doubt. What if he didn’t want to be here. What if he didn’t want me.

My stomach churned with worry until he leaned down and began to kiss the back of my neck. My mind went blank, every worry, every doubt disappeared as all I could think about was his hard body pressed against mine.

Pushing my dress off my shoulders he turned me back to examine me slowly. I stood before him in nothing but my panties while his eyes slowly traveled up, lingering on my hips. My insides tightened up. Please like what you see, I thought to myself. I would die if he was disappointed.

Licking his lips, he let his eyes continue upward. He studied my breasts and smiled then glanced up at my eyes.

“You are delectable,” he said with that cocky grin of his. “And I am going to thoroughly enjoy devouring you.”

My core turned to molten flesh at the need in his voice.

“Come here,” he demanded, forcing me to move to him. My heart raced, my mind whirled and the world shifted as he scooped me up and gently laid me onto the bed. He hovered over me, his eyes staring into mine then he leaned down to take my lips once again.

A need began to build inside of me. A desire for fulfillment. A burning want had been ignited.

I became lost in him as my fingers traced his hard muscles. He was all angles and hard male flesh. A soft leathery and sandalwood scent invaded my senses. A scent I knew I would remember for the rest of my life.

Slowly, his hand drifted from my waist to cup my breast.

Oh, God, his touch was like heaven. His caress sending a chill through me to my very center. I thought nothing could be more wonderful until he lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth.

“Yes, oh yes,” I moaned as I arched into him. He kissed and suckled, pushing me forward, bringing me higher.

Then, he left my breast and I felt a sense of loss. A sense of regret. But Jake Dawson knew what he was doing, Jeanie had chosen well. Without any warning, he started to trail kisses down my stomach. I froze as his fingers slipped into the waistband of my panties and pulled them off.

I swallowed hard. I was exposed. Vulnerable like I had never been before. He could see everything. My insides tightened up and muscles grew tense. He looked up at me, giving me a reassuring smile then kissed the inside of my thigh.

Oh, I hadn’t known.

“Please,” he said as he gently pushed my legs open.

No, was he? Really.

Slowly, I let him open me to him fully. He smiled and gently kissed me there.

I was lost. I had departed to another universe. This was impossible. This was too wonderful to be true.

Jake continued to kiss and suck. Pulling my clit into his mouth and sucking. Sending me into a new orbit.

“My God,” I yelled as I held his head in place, demanding more, demanding everything. I continued to climb higher. My insides grew soft and swollen with need. A need he began to meet when he slipped a finger inside. Then another.

I gasped. The sense of invasion was what I wanted. This need to be taken was building something inside of me as his fingers worked in and out.

“Yesssssssss,” I squealed as a wave of pure pleasure washed over me. Jake continued pushing me higher. Continued to hold me up on the crest of that wave until I could stand it no more. Pushing him away, I fought to catch my breath.

It was as if my world had changed its very meaning.

He looked up at me, a smirk on his face that tore at my heart. He had enjoyed giving me pleasure. His only focus. It was enough to make a girl fall in love.

Without a word, he stood up and removed his pants. The man was perfect. Fully aroused. His large cock throbbed and jumped as if it needed me. Me. Jake Dawson needed me.

“Now, it is the wolf’s turn,” he said.

I gulped as I remembered everything anyone had ever told me. Reaching to the basket I removed the box of condoms.

He laughed and shook his head as he used his teeth to tear open the package and rolled it onto his hardness. My stomach dropped as I watched his hand move up and down his shaft.

This was it. That was going to be inside of me. Thrusting into me. My heart jumped with anticipation and hope.

Jake smiled as he kneeled between my legs and positioned himself. His eyes locked onto mine for a second, silently asking to make sure I wanted this.

I bit my lip as I nodded back at him. I wanted this more than anyone had ever wanted anything.

He smiled as he began to push himself into me. Slowly. His forehead furrowed in concentration as his eyes closed and became lost.

My body opened for him. Stretching, taking him slowly. He continued to push forward. Then he reached my barrier, he froze for a moment, frowning down at me. Holding back.

“Please,” I begged as I thrust myself up onto him.

A sharp twinge was immediately followed by a sense of fullness. As if I had finally achieved what I had always been searching for. Oh, it was glorious. As if we were designed to fit together.

He looked at me for a long second then slowly withdrew all the way to the very beginning. No, I thought. No, I need you inside of me. As if reading my mind, he slowly thrust forward.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned as I rose up to meet him. Yes, this was what I wanted. This was what I needed. “Yes,”

Jake thrust into me again. Over and over, pushing me higher. Our bodies working together. Our hearts beating the same rhythm. Our souls becoming one. Over and over.

Once again, I felt that wave approaching me. Lifting me higher, then he thrust one last time, his body going stiff with release as he throbbed inside of me. It pushed me over the edge and my world exploded. Lights and sounds shot off in a thousand different directions.

“Yes,” I screamed, not caring who heard me.

Jake sighed heavily as he stared down into my eyes. “You Miss Riding Hood are special.” He whispered as my arms wrapped around him. Pulling him in tight. I wanted this weight on me. I would never let go. This feeling of power and wonder and specialness. No never.