CHAPTER SIX
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LIZ
JAKE RUBBED MY thigh when he cut the engine outside his small ranch home.
“Check your phone, Peach.”
After removing his helmet, I pulled my cell from my pocket and glanced at the screen. I’d been worried before we even left the bar about leaving Jenna behind. She’d responded with lots of emojis and thanked me for leaving her with Nix, who’d given her a ride home on his bike.
I let out a breath of relief, and Jake chuckled at me before taking my hand, leading me to his front door. On the other side of his door there were sounds of excited whimpers and claws scratching on a crate. Jake opened his door and set his helmet on a black, metal stand below a wall mount with pegs for jackets. On the other side of his bachelor pad living room was a boxer puppy eagerly waiting to be let out. Jake opened the crate and the large puppy nearly tripped over its giant feet to get to me. When he went to jump, Jake scolded him and the puppy sat down, its tail bouncing on the floor, waiting for attention.
“I can’t believe it. Hard ass Jake has a puppy.”
The corner of his mouth raised. “His name’s Rocky. Ten-month-old boxer.”
I scratched behind Rocky’s ear and his leg started tapping the floor.
“You got ‘em trained already?”
“Of course. No dog of mine is gonna be unruly.” Jake whistled, Rocky snapped to action, and followed Jake to a back door. They disappeared outside, and I walked around Jake’s house, checking out everything in sight. He had a small, brown leather couch sitting in the center of the living room with an aged, heavy, metal chest as a coffee table. In front of that was a TV stand made of some kind of thick, quality wood with a large screen TV above it.
Straight ahead was a kitchen with fairly new appliances and an island with bar stools which cut right through the center. Behind the kitchen was a mud room with the door to go out back. To the right of the kitchen, a hallway led to a bedroom and bathroom on the left side and another smaller bedroom on the right. Jake’s bedroom was clean with dark, wood furniture, and a large, black and white framed photo of a Harley motorcycle on the wall.
Looking at the nightstand beside the bed had me wondering what I’d find inside. A box of condoms was my first guess. I slipped into his room and turned on the lamp. My hand was on the knob of the drawer when I heard the backdoor open. I clicked the lamp off, rushed out of the room, and back down the hall. Jake put Rocky back in his crate, then watched me as he shed his jacket and tossed it on the island. He leered at me with a mischievous grin before he turned and stalked toward me. I giggled at the provocative look in his eyes and sprinted toward his bedroom.
Within a few steps, he had me locked in his arms. His heated breath warmed my ear.
“You like the chase as much as I do, don’t you, Peach?” Fingertips trailed across my abdomen as he pulled my ear between his teeth. His hand dipped into my jeans and rubbed me until I was wet with need.
“Yes, I do,” I breathed.
His left hand took hold of my breast and kneaded it in his hand as his fingers dove deeper, his hot searing kisses leaving imprints on my neck.
“I want you to undress for me. I wanna see everything.”
“What makes you think I will?” His skilled hand already had me weak in the knees.
“Because you want to.” His finger pulsed against my clit and my breath escaped me.
When his hand left me and he sat, facing me on the bed, I nearly pounced onto his lap and stripped us both, but when his eyes fell on me, the obvious anticipation and arousal made my body buzz with excitement. I wanted to give him exactly what he wanted because he was right, I wanted it too. Jake reached over and clicked the lamp on as I slowly lifted my shirt over my head. Leaning down with my ass in the air, I untied the strings to my boots and slid out of them. Next came one bra strap, then the other before unclasping it and letting it fall to the floor.
Jake ran his hand across his chin and licked his lips as his eyes stayed locked on my body, watching every movement with that predatory look he had every time I was in his sights.
Slowly, I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them over my hips, revealing the matching black lace thong. He bit into his bottom lip, his eyes resting on the V-shape of my underwear. With my thumbs hooked onto the straps, I pulled them off and let them drop to the floor before stepping out of them.
Jake rose from his bed and placed his hands on my hips, slowly tracing them over the curves of my frame. With those dark, brown eyes fixated on me, he palmed my ass and lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist. He turned me toward the bed and laid me on it.
“Moan as loud as you want to. I wanna hear you unravel beneath me.”
One hand took hold of the outside of my thigh as his head went down to my waist. Slowly, his tongue flicked across my belly button, then left a wet trail down to the dampest part of me. When his mouth claimed me, my back arched. I could barely contain the euphoric sensation coursing through me, and I hadn’t even reached my orgasm. His wicked tongue dove and resurfaced and caressed over my clit only to repeat. My palms fisted his comforter as I moaned and begged for more. I was losing myself to this man’s control and didn’t want it to end. His fingers filled me, pussy and ass, and worked me into a trembling, moaning fanatic until I finally unraveled.
His lips gave soft kisses along the inside of my thigh, then continued up my stomach until he was laying on top of me. His erection pressed into me, and I raised my hips, putting him in the most pleasurable position. Taking hold of my thigh, he locked me against him as he pushed into me.
“Can you feel that? How much I want to bury myself in you right now?” His thrust came harder and I let out a breath of pleasure when the hard knot in jeans rubbed against my clit.
“Yes,” I whimpered.
“Do you want me inside of you?” His lips moved against mine. He thrust again and I tilted my head back riding the wave of pleasure drifting through my body.
“Jake… please.”
A sound of satisfaction escaped his lips. The pressure of his erection left me and was followed by the sound of his belt coming undone. Palming the fabric of his shirt, I hastily helped him remove it. His shirt swam through the air, his mouth slamming down on mine. One hand wrapped around my hair tie and pulled it loose. Dark spirals fell around the palms of his hands. Instantly, he fisted the loose strands as his lips continued to ravage me.
Pounding at the front door, followed by the broken voice of a woman calling Jake’s name, snapped me out of my joyride. Jake growled into my mouth, clearly irritated by the interruption.
“Stay here,” he told me as he stepped off the bed. With his back to me, I could see his muscles had tensed. With one quick glance back at me, he adjusted his jeans and disappeared around the door.
The sound of Rocky’s wagging tail hitting the crate was followed by Jake opening his front door. I dressed as quickly as I could and stepped into the hallway to listen. The woman was distressed and begging Jake to help her. Between tears, she apologized for not having anywhere else to go. As quietly as I could, I moved to the end of the hallway to see her. Jake’s back was to me, his arms around the woman, soothing her and whispering something in her ear. She looked up at me, and I saw the damage around her eye.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t know you had someone here.”
Jake looked over his shoulder at me. His expression changed from one of affection to irritation. Embarrassed, I turned back toward his bedroom to get my shoes and leave as soon as possible. I finished lacing my second boot when he walked in.
“Don’t leave.”
“Who is she?”
“A friend.”
“The kind of friend you have sex with?”
“Doesn’t matter, it’s in the past. I need to leave for a little while. I’m taking her to the Club, so she has a safe place for the night. I want you here when I get back.”
“I think it’s best I go home.” I stood up from his bed. “Whatever that is,” I pointed toward the woman in his living room, “doesn’t look like it’s in the past. There was something there. I saw it.” I tried to move past him, but he took hold of my arm and pulled me to him. One arm wrapped around my lower back, the other held my face in his palm.
“I won’t be gone long. Stay here… for me.”
His eyes had gone soft. It was clearly important to him I stay. That shattered the wall I had built seeing him embrace the woman in his living room. A part of me wanted to walk out and not look back, but I knew I’d have regrets if I did. The emotion in his eyes was a magnet, pulling at my heart, keeping me in place, my curiosity on the edge. I nodded, and he raised my chin and gave me an affectionate, slow kiss.
“Anything you need, use it. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Jake’s thumb caressed my cheek, then his warmth left me. I watched him walk out of the room and remained there until I heard the front door close.