Jake (Men of Clifton Montana Book 1) (17 page)

They spoke a little
more and hung up. Becca was so happy to be getting the horses back. She called
Olivia, and then Emma. The fact the horses had chips convinced her Jake was
innocent in all this. He knew they had chips, so why would he have them stolen?
Also, Jake would never destroy Hattie’s precious keepsakes. He’d loved the old
woman like family. She was so elated she was sure she wouldn’t sleep but
surprisingly, she fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.

The next day, Becca
was standing out by the corral talking with Stan and the men when a large truck
entered the driveway, pulling a trailer behind it. She jumped up and down,
clapping her hands. Stan laughed and Becca hugged him, and then hugged the
other men too. They all seemed embarrassed but each had a big grin on his face.
She ran toward the truck and waved at the driver. He parked near the barn and
stepped down from the cab.

“I suppose these are
your horses, little lady?” He smiled at her.

Becca moved her
head up and down with excitement, and wondered if she resembled a bobble head
doll. He thrust the clipboard at her, showing her where to sign. Once finished,
Stan and the men unloaded the horses. The Paints pranced around a little as if
happy to be home. Becca looked into the trailer and saw Jake’s horses. She knew
he was going to be equally happy to see them. Stan and the men led her horses
to their stalls. Becca laughed when she heard Daisy whinny to welcome her
friends back. She watched the large truck back down the driveway.

Becca hesitated
only a few seconds before she ran to her SUV to follow the truck. She wanted to
see the look on Jake’s face when he saw his horses, and to let him know she
knew absolutely that he’d had nothing to do with any of the problems.

* * * *

Jake, Gabe, and
Wyatt were talking in the barn when they heard the sound of a truck coming up
the driveway. Jake grinned and walked out into the sunlight with his brothers
following close behind. They stopped at the corral and watched as the truck
pulled up and stopped. Jake could hear his horses whinnying, he was sure they
were excited to be home and he was happy to have them there. The driver stepped
down and handed Jake the clipboard for his signature. Gabe and Wyatt headed
toward the back of the truck to unload the horses while Jake spoke with the
driver. When he heard his name called and looked around the truck, he saw Becca
running toward him. Her car must’ve been behind the truck and he hadn’t seen
her.

“Jake,” she yelled
as she launched herself at him.

He caught her,
laughing as he spun her around, and then he kissed her fast and hard. Her arms
were around his neck and her legs around his waist. Jake stopped spinning her
and kissed her long and deep, oblivious to the people around them until Wyatt
cleared his throat. Jake broke the kiss but didn’t take his eyes off the woman
in his arms. He heard Gabe and Wyatt chuckle. He tore his eyes from Becca and
looked at his brothers, raising an eyebrow at them.

“So that’s how it
is, huh?” Wyatt smiled.

Gabe laughed as
Jake grinned.

“I don’t know what
you mean.” He looked at Becca, still in his arms. “Do you?”

She laughed and
shook her head. “Nope, absolutely no idea, I’m just happy we have our horses
back.”

Jake threw his head
back and laughed. He hugged her tighter.

God!
He loved this woman and couldn’t
imagine her not being in his life. Of course, she wasn’t in it the way he
wanted yet, but he wasn’t giving up. He was determined to change that.

* * * *

After the horses
were in the barn, Gabe and Wyatt were getting ready to leave when Wyatt
sauntered over to where Becca stood.

“Is your friend
coming back?” Wyatt asked as if he was inquiring about the weather.

“Olivia?” Becca
smiled up at him when he nodded.

“She’s due back
tomorrow, actually.”

He nodded. “She’s…feisty.”

Becca burst out
laughing. “You have no idea, and she goes after what she wants.”

She gave Wyatt a
look that left no doubt, if he was wondering, what it was Olivia wanted.

Wyatt’s mouth
twitched. “What about you?” He glanced toward Jake.

Becca sighed. “I
don’t know what’s going to happen when my six months are up. I’ve come to love
it here.”

Wyatt grinned. “Yes,
I can see that.” He laughed when Becca felt her cheeks heat up. “He’s a good
man and he needs a good woman. I believe you’re that woman.”

“What about you,
Wyatt? Don’t you deserve a good woman?”

“I thought I had
one. Turned out I was wrong.” His lips tightened into a thin line.

Becca laid her hand
on his arm. “Don’t judge us all by her. She was wrong for you.”

He nodded. “I know
that now, but how many do I need to go through before I find the right one?” He
frowned.

“You need to take
that chance again. She could be close but you won’t see her if you don’t look.”

Wyatt gazed at
Becca for a few seconds before touching his fingers to his hat and walking
away. Becca sighed. Olivia definitely had her work cut out for her with this
one.

Becca entered the
barn to find Jake at one of the paddocks talking to the horse inside. She
walked up and stood behind him, watching. Now that the excitement was over, she
wasn’t sure what to do. Was he going to be cold to her? She couldn’t let that
happen again. She wrapped her arms around his waist. When she felt his body
stiffen, she started to pull away but he laid his hands over hers to hold her where
she was. She laid her cheek against his back, soaking in his warmth and
delicious scent. They stood like that for several minutes before Jake turned
around and rested his cheek on top of her head.

“You’re not going
home tonight, Red,” he whispered alongside her ear.

“Are you telling me
what to do, Stone?”

She felt him take a
deep breath. “Yes, I am.”

Becca looked up at
him and smiled. “I was just making sure.”

The breath he
released came out in a laugh. He took her hand and led her into the house.
After removing their coats, Jake took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Once
in the room, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.

“I want you so
much,” he whispered against her lips.

“How
much?”
Becca ran her hands up his chest and began to unbutton his shirt,
kissing every inch of his skin as she uncovered it.

“I think I’d rather
show you than tell—” Becca caught his last word in her mouth as she stole a
kiss.

Pushing his shirt
off his broad shoulders, Becca ran her fingers down his flexing pecs and across
his six-pack stomach. When her hand started to unsnap his jeans, he stopped
her.

“My
turn, Becca.”
He picked her up and laid her on the bed. Reaching down,
he pulled her boots off then ran his hands up her legs. Becca couldn’t keep
still. She wanted him so much. She sat up and pulled her sweater off over her
head, revealing a red demi-cup bra. She smiled when she heard Jake groan.

“Did I tell you red
is
my favorite color?” He smiled.

She laughed. “I
thought it was black.”

“Sometimes, but I’ve
definitely got a thing for red,” Jake said as he pressed a kiss against her
hair. She hoped she understood his insinuation for it was a sweet one.

Becca shivered, and
then panted when he removed her bra. He moved his tongue over each nipple then
blew on them, making them harden into tight peaks. Her fingers worked through
his silky hair as he sucked hard. The feeling was exquisite. Becca had a hard time
keeping still. Her hips kept lifting, wanting more.

“You like that,
don’t you? Jake asked as he kissed around the swollen areola.

“God, yes, I like
your mouth anywhere on my body.”

Jake’s hand moved
down her stomach to the snap of her jeans. She lifted her hips to help him
remove them.

“Damn, Red, you’re
killing me,” he muttered when he saw the red boy-cut panties.

“Maybe we should
stop then,” she teased.

Jake put his
forehead to hers. “I’d rather die.”

“Me too,” she
whispered.

His hands ran over
her body, molding her breasts, skimming her thighs, making her squirm. Becca
moaned as his hand slipped between her legs. When Jake put his mouth to hers,
she dug her fingernails into his shoulders. His tongue moved into her mouth as
he moved a finger between her wet folds. He moved it up and down, making her
moan then gasp when he inserted it, along with another, inside her and moved
the pad of his thumb against her sensitive nub.

Becca moaned into
his mouth, her hands fisted in his hair. Her breathing became harsher. Jake was
driving her wild. She tore her lips from his and screamed his name as she came
against his hand. She panted as she came down from the orgasm and felt Jake
slip between her legs and reach for a condom. Beneath hooded eyes, she watched
him roll it down his engorged shaft. Licking her mouth, she raised her hips
imploringly. Jake held her gaze as he slowly slid inside her. Both of them
groaned at the amazing sensation. Being full of Jake was the best feeling in
the world. She put her hands on his hips to urge him on. He gave her an evil
grin and moved slowly. Becca wrapped her legs around his waist to take him
deeper. Jake moaned and moved faster and harder.

Yes!
This is what she wanted, what she
needed. She moved her hips against his.

“Jake…please, I
need…” she groaned.

“Need what, Red.
Tell me,” he said as his mouth ran along her cheek to her ear and took the lobe
between his teeth. When she shivered, she felt him grin against her neck. He
gently bit her shoulder.

“Tell me what you
need,” he whispered again.

Becca felt her face
flaming. She wished she could tell him how much she needed him.

“I need…more. I
need harder.
Faster.
Please,” she groaned in a
breathless plea. “I need you.”

Jake complied,
pounding into her. Her body arched in abandon at the feel of him thrusting deep
inside of her. His was hard, thick, and deep, and she writhed under him. Clinging
to him with frantic hands, she felt as if she was going to be ripped apart limb
by limb.
 

Becca thought she
heard him speak but she couldn’t comprehend the words he whispered. Her eyes
flew open and she gazed up at him. He was looking down at her. She started to
close her eyes as she rushed toward her climax.

“Look at me, Becca.
I want to see you go there.”

Biting her lip, she
opened her eyes and stared into his. She knew he was holding back for her. She
made a keening sound and threw her head back, but kept her eyes on Jake. Her
climax shook her to the core. She felt, more than heard, the growl that came
from deep in his chest. His muscles went rigid before he moved faster against
her. He groaned her name as his orgasm took him over the edge and he throbbed
inside her.

“Becca, you’re so
beautiful.” Jake collapsed on top of her and she held on to him as hard as she
could. She never wanted to let him go.

A few minutes
later, Jake moved off her and pulled the blanket up over their cooling bodies. Becca
had never felt so alive. Every square inch of her skin tingled with pleasure
and satisfaction. Jake was a fantastic lover. Becca moved closer to him and buried
her head in his neck, loving the sound of him breathing.

“I’m so sorry I ever
doubted you, Jake. I should’ve trusted my heart about you,” she whispered and
when Jake wrapped his arms tightly around her, she knew he’d heard her. Becca
could feel her eyes closing. It had been an emotional day with a perfect
ending. Smiling, she fell asleep.

Sometime during the
night, Becca woke up alone. She ran her hand over to Jake’s empty side of the
bed. It was still warm so he hadn’t been missing long. Finding his T-shirt, she
put it on, going in search of him. She found him in the kitchen, sitting at the
table eating a sandwich. Becca stood in the doorway. He hadn’t seen her yet.

“Were you planning
on sharing that sandwich, Stone?”

When he glanced up,
his gaze met hers and then his eyes ran over her, making her insides come alive.
He smiled. “Come get a bite.”

Becca smiled as she
walked to him, snatched the sandwich from him, and took a bite.

“Mmm, this is so
good.” She closed her eyes, savoring the taste of ham, Swiss cheese, and
mustard. When she opened her eyes, Jake was staring at her.

He cleared his
throat. “How the hell do you make eating a sandwich look sexy?”

She smiled and took
another bite.

“Oh, Jake,” she
moaned. “It’s so good. Yes, oh yes!”

Jake growled and
took the sandwich from her. “Not funny, Red.” He put the sandwich down and
reached for her.

She jumped away
from him but he stalked toward her. “Now Jake, I was just kidding.”

Try as she might,
Becca couldn’t stop the laughter from bubbling out. She eluded him as he
reached for her again.

“You’re in trouble
and once I get you, you’re all mine.” He lunged for her and caught her.

Becca struggled,
but she really liked the sound of his words. He was much stronger and held her
close. Her back was to his front. He leaned down and kissed the nape of her
neck. She wiggled her butt against him. Jake growled.

“Not only are you
in trouble, you are trouble,” he whispered.

Turning her around,
he kissed her swollen lips. Then he shocked her by grabbing her bottom. “Jake,”
she squealed as he picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder before carrying
her back to the bedroom. He tossed her on the bed and donned a condom. Moving
between her legs, he thrust into her and took them both over the edge.