Playing For Keeps (30 page)

He stubbornly shook his head. As much
as his body screamed for her touch he couldn't do this. Haley
deserved to be with someone she loved and who made her happy and as
much as it pained him to admit it, it wasn't him.

"Stop."

Chapter
26

"Stop!" Jason begged.

Haley finished pulling his belt loose,
unbuttoned his pants, and had his zipper down before he could say
it again. She sat back, leaving his pants open revealing the large
bulge now hidden only by his gray boxer briefs.

"Okay," she said soothingly. Jason
sucked in a deep breath and visibly relaxed.

She knew she was pushing him, but she
had no choice. Jason was being so damn stubborn and wouldn't listen
to her. She mentally tsked him as she stood up. If only he'd stuck
around two weeks ago he'd know exactly how much she wanted him and
how sorry she was that she'd hurt him.

There was no doubt in her mind that
she'd hurt him and she hated herself so much for it. Months ago
when she'd welcomed Jason into her life she'd been so foolish to
think she was over categorizing people into safe little groups to
protect herself. All she managed to do was hurt both of them and
push Jason away.

When she told herself there could
never be anything more with Jason she'd been so foolish and so
frightened to let herself truly love him and hope for a future she
told herself was impossible. She'd been so damn selfish and hurt
the man she loved.

Now he was hurting and trying his best
to take care of her by protecting her. As much as it warmed her
heart that he'd do anything to make her happy, even suffer, she was
actually pretty pissed. His stubbornness was only delaying the
inevitable. She'd break out the fists of fury to knock some sense
into him, but she didn't want to hurt him.

So that left only one
thing.......

Biting back a smile she stood up and
leaned back against the kitchen table. She'd never done anything so
bold in her life, but this was for Jason. It didn't hurt that he
was handcuffed and couldn't stop her.

"Are you sure you want to stop?" she
asked coyly.

"Yes," he hissed, still
panting.

"Hmmm, then perhaps we should just
talk?" she suggested as she stepped out of her high
heels.

Jason's eyes narrowed on the action as
he absently nodded.

"I think we should forget about being
friends, Haley, and go our separate ways," he said, looking up, but
not quite meeting her eyes. "Once my house sells I'm moving away
for good."

"That's really not going to work for
me," Haley said, reaching up and slowly unbuttoning her silk
blouse.

"That's too damn bad, Haley! I'm
moving. You need to move on," he snapped, clearly trying not to
watch as she revealed a black lacy bra.

"Have you moved on?" she casually
asked, gently shrugging out of her shirt.

"Yes," he said without any
hesitation.

"I see," Haley said, biting back a
smile as his eyes practically devoured her.

She reached back and released the
fastenings on her skirt and watched as Jason followed the skirt as
it hit the floor, hesitating at the matching black panties. Haley
stepped out of the skirt and kicked it aside before leaning back
against the table.

"So," she said, tracing the top of her
bra with the tip of her finger, "you're over me?"

"Yes."

"I guess this means you want me to get
dressed and leave," she said, having absolutely no intention of
leaving until he was hers.

He hesitated, making her smile.
"Yes."

"That's a damn shame," Haley said,
reaching up between her breasts and undoing the front clasp. She
held the cups together as she studied him. He couldn't seem to stop
shifting in his chair or take his eyes off her.

"What is?" Jason asked
distractedly.

"Well, what if I don't want it to be
over?" she asked, slowly peeling away each cup, revealing tight
hard nipples.

Jason cursed softly as she let the bra
drop to the floor. "You don't care," she started to ask as she
spread her legs to give him a better view of what waited for him,
"if another man touches me?"

As she watched a large muscle in his
clenched jaw twitched she absently ran the tips of her fingers of
one hand over her breast and down her stomach.

"No, I don't," he bit out
coldly.

"Really?" she asked, turning so she
could lean over the table and grab the Tupperware bowl she'd
brought with her. She looked over her shoulder and bit back a smile
when she caught Jason licking his lips hungrily as his eyes ran
over her bottom.

"I guess then I should tell you that
Mark, the new biology teacher, asked me out tomorrow night. Dinner
at his house," she said offhandedly, popping the top of the
container as she watched his reaction.

His eyes snapped up to hers and she
couldn't help but notice all the muscles in his neck and chest
going taut.

"It's none of my business," he ground
out.

She picked up the bowl, turned, and
knelt in front of him.

"What the hell are you doing?" he
asked, shifting nervously.

Haley pulled her bottom lip between
her teeth as she placed the bowl on the floor. She reached over and
pulled his boxer briefs down, releasing his rather angry looking
erection. She resisted the urge to run her fingers down
it.

"There, that looks more comfortable,"
she murmured as she picked up the bowl again.

"Oh god.....is that buttercream
frosting?" Jason asked in a strangled voice

"Mmmhmm," she said, dipping her finger
into the buttercream and making a show of licking it off. "Mmmm."
She dipped her finger in the delicious frosting again. "I believe I
owed you," she said, reaching up and smearing the frosting over one
of his nipples.

He hissed in a breath when she leaned
over and licked it off. "The deal was that I got to lick an entire
bowl off of you," Jason said between clenched teeth.

"But this is so much more fun," Haley
said, scooping up more frosting. She gave him a sly little smile as
she reached over and smeared the frosting over the underside of his
hard cock. "A lot more fun."

**************

Jason groaned long and loud at the
first swipe of her tongue. Christ, it was a lot more fun than he
imagined. Granted, it would be a lot more fun to lick it off her
breasts and off her round little bottom. He watched as Haley traced
her tongue over his cock, slowly licking off the buttercream
frosting.

He should stop this. It wasn't right
to lead her to believe that he'd stick around, but when she took
the large head into her mouth and sucked hard he couldn't do
anything more than moan and pant.

She took her time licking
him clean, clearly enjoying herself. Finally when she'd licked all
the frosting off, she released his cock with a loud
pop
. With a soft grip she
ran her hand down his length.

"You'd be fine with me doing this for
another man?" she asked.

His breaths came quicker as he
imagined his little grasshopper doing this for anyone else. He
couldn't deal with it. He knew he'd fucking kill any man that so
much as touched her never mind this.

Fuck it.

She was his.

He didn't care if she didn't love him
the way he loved her. It didn't matter. He'd more than make up for
it. He'd spoil the hell out of her and keep her in orgasmic bliss
so that she wouldn't realize that she was settling.

"No one else touches you, Haley. No.
One."

"What about you?" she asked shyly,
rising to her feet.

"Only me," he promised as
she shimmied out of her panties. She grabbed something off the
kitchen table and walked around him. He heard the
click
of the handcuffs as
she released each hand and foot.

When she was done she tossed the key
onto the table and walked out of the room towards his bedroom.
Jason wasted no time in pulling his pants and underwear off the
rest of the way. He walked into his room and nearly sighed with
content when he spotted his little grasshopper waiting for him on
his bed.

He walked over and climbed onto the
bed. Without a word he picked up her left leg and pressed a soft
kiss to her calf before setting it back down to the side. He did
the same for the other leg, exposing heaven on earth. He leaned
over and pressed a kiss against her swollen wet lips, earning an
enticing moan.

"Just so we're clear," he said,
running the tip of his tongue between her slit, "you're marrying
me."

"Just so we're clear, I
decided
that
two
weeks ago," she said, earning a pained chuckle from him. "I'm in
love with you, Jason," she said softly, running her fingers through
his hair.

He raised his eyes to watch her.
"You're not in love with me," he somehow managed to say. He knew
she didn't love him the way that he loved her, but it felt like a
physical blow to have to say it out loud.

"Ow!" Jason hissed. "What the hell was
that for?" he demanded.

Haley sighed heavily as released the
lock of hair she'd just yanked and gently rubbed the sore spot
she'd created.

"How the hell can you say that I don't
love you?"

"Easily!" he snapped, moving away from
her and sitting back on his haunches.

Haley quickly got to her knees and
glared up at him. Well, as best as she could since she'd taken her
glasses off. She poked him in the chest, hard.

"Listen to me, buddy! I am head over
heels in love with you and if you think you're going to pull
another snit and get out of marrying me then you're
crazy!"

He shifted closer. "I'm pulling
another snit?" he practically roared. "I'm not the one who started
all of this bullshit!" He grabbed her by the back of her neck and
held her as he leaned down closer. "But I can damn well promise
that I'm going to be the one fix it."

"What the hell does that mean?" she
asked, mimicking his hold on her. She drew him closer.

"It means, my little grasshopper," he
said, releasing her neck abruptly so that he could reach down and
grab her by the back her thighs. With a quick flick of his wrists
he sent her falling back onto the bed.

Before she could scramble away he was
kneeling between her legs with his still painfully hard erection in
hand and running it between her pouty wet lips the way he knew
drove her crazy. She squirmed against him almost
desperately.

"That I'm not taking a chance on you
changing your mind. You're marrying me this weekend and that's
final!" he snarled, licking his lips as Haley rubbed her wet pussy
over the underside of his cock.

Her answering smile stole his breath
away. She looked so damn beautiful. He knew he'd fucked up his
proposal, but that didn't really faze him since he had a tendency
to fuck this kind of thing up. Besides he wasn't going to ask her
to marry him. That would have been fucking stupid since it would
have given her a chance to say no. She was marrying him no matter
what. It really was the only way to keep her safe, he decided as
she rolled her hips and took the tip of his cock inside of
her.

"Are you going to make love to me, or
do I have to break out the fists of fury?" she asked,
moaning.

He leaned over and covered her body
with his. "Definitely going to make love to you," he said against
her neck as he rolled his hips, feeding her his cock. He took her
mouth in a hungry kiss, tangling his tongue with hers as he gently
thrust into her, inch by inch. She was still so damn tight and felt
so fucking good wrapped around him.

"I...I...oh god!" Haley moaned
loudly.

"What do you want, baby?" Jason asked,
pulling his cock out almost all the way before sliding back in
slowly. He groaned as the sensation of a thousand hot wet little
tongues licked his cock.

"I love you!" she cried out as he
ground himself against her. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder as he
continued to grind himself against her. "I love you, too," he said,
turning his head to look down at her. "More than
anything."

She fisted his hair and yanked his
mouth down to hers. He reached between them and slid his thumb
between her slit and over her swollen clit. Haley cried out into
his mouth as he quickened his pace and rubbed the nub harder and
faster.

"Oh fuck,"
he ground out as she clamped down tightly around
him and squeezed unmercifully, leaving him gasping for breath and
pounding into her without any finesse or reason. He was barely
aware of her nails digging into his ass or her little blunt teeth
biting into his shoulder as she screamed her release. His release
came on him so damn hard and fast that he couldn't hold back his
roar of ecstasy as Haley squeezed him dry.

He collapsed against her, careful to
keep most of his weight off her and to the side. He pressed a kiss
to her damp shoulder.