good friend.” Trish nodded sensibly.
“ Like a friend? Funny, I
thought you were kind of trying to … mark your
territory?”
“ Mark my territory? Of
course not! That’s ridiculous.”
“ I don’t know. The look
you gave that woman when you led me over to your table looked a
little sinister and a lot possessive. Did it bother you seeing her
propositioning me?”
“ Bother me? Of course not.
I just didn’t think she was your type, that’s all. You’re a nice
guy, and I could tell you didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but I
could also see you weren’t interested.”
“ You saw quite a lot,
didn’t you? So, what do you think my type is, Trish the
dish?”
“ Why do you keep calling
me that? And I have no idea what your type is. Look, if I was out
of line, I’m sorry. I’ll never interfere in your love life again.
Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to go to bed now.”
Jake pulled her across the couch into
his arms. She felt off balance, and he wanted her to stay that way.
“I told you last night I’d stay if you asked me again. Are you
asking me again, Trish?” Trish looked up at him with her big blue
eyes wide open. Then, she made the mistake of looking at his lips
and thinking of the kisses they’d shared the night
before.
Jake slanted his mouth across hers.
Pure heat scorched her. If anything, she’d underestimated the
affect he had on her. She really tried not to encourage him. She
tried really hard not to kiss him back, but good Lord in heaven;
she just couldn’t resist the temptation of tasting him. She opened
her mouth to him, and he didn’t waste any time diving in and
teasing her tongue with his.
Neither could seem to get enough of
the other. Trish wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him
closer, moaning into his mouth as he leaned back against the arm of
the couch, pulling her on top of him. His arms held her tightly
against his body as he continued to kiss her over and over
again.
Trish lost herself in the passion of
Jake’s kiss. She’d never been kissed like this in her life. My God,
who even knew kissing could be like this? It was making love to her
with his mouth, and she didn’t want it to stop there. It had been
years since she’d had sex, since she got pregnant with Lexie.
Shortly afterwards, her life and her marriage began to unravel. How
could she have ever thought that she could live without this? She
needed this. Desperately.
Jakes hands were smoothing down her
back and around her rear, pulling her hips against his own. She
could feel the hard length of his erection clearly and wanted –
needed – to get closer.
“ Trish, honey, if you’re
not ready to finish this, we need to stop now. I want you more than
I can say, but I don’t want to rush you into anything. Do we stop
or do we finish?”
“ Bedroom. Now.”
“ Thank you, Jesus.” He
angled her off his chest and stood up, picking her up and carrying
her to her bedroom, kissing her the whole time. He laid her on the
bed and followed her, covering her body with his, grinding his hips
into hers.
“ Oh my God, Jake. Make
love to me, please. For once, I don’t want to think. I just want to
feel. Make me feel, Jake.”
Jake leaned up on one elbow and
reached for the buttons on her blouse, undoing them slowly, and
kissing her the whole time. He parted her blouse, running his
fingers down her throat, and down the center of her torso, all the
way down to the waistline of her jeans and back up again. Then, he
bent his head down and licked the edges of her lacy, beige bra all
the way across the top. He dipped his tongue underneath the lace,
almost, but not quite reaching her nipple. He reached behind her
and unclasped her bra, then lifted her back off the bed to slide
her blouse and bra down her arms.
As soon as Jake got her completely
topless, he laid her back down on the bed and ran his hand all over
her, cupping her breasts, rubbing her nipples with his thumb,
squeezing them between his fingers.
“ Like a friend? Funny, I
thought you were kind of trying to … mark your
territory?”
“ Mark my territory? Of
course not! That’s ridiculous.”
“ I don’t know. The look
you gave that woman when you led me over to your table looked a
little sinister and a lot possessive. Did it bother you seeing her
propositioning me?”
“ Bother me? Of course not.
I just didn’t think she was your type, that’s all. You’re a nice
guy, and I could tell you didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but I
could also see you weren’t interested.”
“ You saw quite a lot,
didn’t you? So, what do you think my type is, Trish the
dish?”
“ Why do you keep calling
me that? And I have no idea what your type is. Look, if I was out
of line, I’m sorry. I’ll never interfere in your love life again.
Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to go to bed now.”
Jake pulled her across the couch into
his arms. She felt off balance, and he wanted her to stay that way.
“I told you last night I’d stay if you asked me again. Are you
asking me again, Trish?” Trish looked up at him with her big blue
eyes wide open. Then, she made the mistake of looking at his lips
and thinking of the kisses they’d shared the night
before.
Jake slanted his mouth across hers.
Pure heat scorched her. If anything, she’d underestimated the
affect he had on her. She really tried not to encourage him. She
tried really hard not to kiss him back, but good Lord in heaven;
she just couldn’t resist the temptation of tasting him. She opened
her mouth to him, and he didn’t waste any time diving in and
teasing her tongue with his.
Neither could seem to get enough of
the other. Trish wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him
closer, moaning into his mouth as he leaned back against the arm of
the couch, pulling her on top of him. His arms held her tightly
against his body as he continued to kiss her over and over
again.
Trish lost herself in the passion of
Jake’s kiss. She’d never been kissed like this in her life. My God,
who even knew kissing could be like this? It was making love to her
with his mouth, and she didn’t want it to stop there. It had been
years since she’d had sex, since she got pregnant with Lexie.
Shortly afterwards, her life and her marriage began to unravel. How
could she have ever thought that she could live without this? She
needed this. Desperately.
Jakes hands were smoothing down her
back and around her rear, pulling her hips against his own. She
could feel the hard length of his erection clearly and wanted –
needed – to get closer.
“ Trish, honey, if you’re
not ready to finish this, we need to stop now. I want you more than
I can say, but I don’t want to rush you into anything. Do we stop
or do we finish?”
“ Bedroom. Now.”
“ Thank you, Jesus.” He
angled her off his chest and stood up, picking her up and carrying
her to her bedroom, kissing her the whole time. He laid her on the
bed and followed her, covering her body with his, grinding his hips
into hers.
“ Oh my God, Jake. Make
love to me, please. For once, I don’t want to think. I just want to
feel. Make me feel, Jake.”
Jake leaned up on one elbow and
reached for the buttons on her blouse, undoing them slowly, and
kissing her the whole time. He parted her blouse, running his
fingers down her throat, and down the center of her torso, all the
way down to the waistline of her jeans and back up again. Then, he
bent his head down and licked the edges of her lacy, beige bra all
the way across the top. He dipped his tongue underneath the lace,
almost, but not quite reaching her nipple. He reached behind her
and unclasped her bra, then lifted her back off the bed to slide
her blouse and bra down her arms.
As soon as Jake got her completely
topless, he laid her back down on the bed and ran his hand all over
her, cupping her breasts, rubbing her nipples with his thumb,
squeezing them between his fingers.
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