The Debt 4 (13 page)

And then nothing had ever been the same.

The door creaked open.
 
Jake’s silhouette was illuminated by the
light from the hallway and Raven saw him pull off his t-shirt and then close
the door.
 
She heard him undoing his
belt buckle, heard what sounded like his jeans falling to the floor.

And then he was climbing into bed next to
her, the mattress settling beneath his weight.

Raven felt her nipples stiffen and
between her legs it was moist and hot.

“Hi,” she said softly.

Her eyes were beginning to adjust to the
darkness, and she could see him turning toward her, but she couldn’t quite read
the expression on his face.
 
“So we
got through the first day,” he said.

“Just barely.”

“Sometimes that’s the best you can do,”
Jake said.
 
“But I’ll take it.”

“Me too.”
 
She smiled.
 
She could hardly talk.
 
Just feeling his warmth was
intoxicating.
 
“You really stood up
for me, today.
 
You were very
brave.”

He laughed.
 
“What, standing up to a few dumb hicks
who didn’t know their ass from their elbow?
 
That wasn’t anything.”

“Yes, it really was. It was something to
me.”

He got quiet and then his hand touched
her cheek, and a chill went through her entire body.
 
Don’t
take it away, ever
, she thought.
 
But then his hand withdrew.

“What happened with you and those guys?”
Jake asked her.
 
“How did they know
you?”

Raven took a long, shaky breath.
 
“One of them was my ex-boyfriend from
high school.”

“Which one?
 
The dickhead who threatened me with the
broken bottle?”

“No, he was the best friend of my ex.”

“So which one was your ex?”

Raven didn’t even want to talk about
Caleb.
 
“He kind of stayed out of
it.”

“Oh, that guy,”
Jake
said in a flat voice.
 
She could
sense him tensing up, could feel his energy shift.

What had he seen about Caleb that
instantly upset him? Raven wondered.

“I hate them so much, you’ve no idea,”
she told him.
 
 

“So what exactly did they do to you back
in high school?” Jake asked.
 
He
sounded a little suspicious.
 
“You’ve
never really told me the story.
 
Not
in any detail.”

She did want to tell him the story, but
not now.
 
If she talked about it,
she would relive it, and it was awful and she would break down, probably.
 
Then she’d be useless and she didn’t want
to be useless, not tonight.

Raven reached out and touched Jake’s bare
chest, caressing it with her fingertips.
 
“I could talk to you about what happened to me in high school, but I’d
rather focus on you.”
 
Her hand slid
down to his stomach, and then he was grabbing her wrist.

“What if I want to focus on you?” he
said.
 

“There’s a lot of different ways to do
that,” she said, smiling a little in the darkness.

“I want to know what happened between you
and those guys.”

“Why, you believe what Andre told you about
me?”

“I didn’t say that,” Jake replied.
 
“The point is, he didn’t tell me
anything concrete.
 
But he
insinuated some stuff.
 
I’m just
curious what actually happened.”

“Maybe you’ll have to guess,” Raven said,
knowing that she was starting to infuriate him.

Suddenly, Jake had pulled her close to
his body, and she could feel his breath on
her
cheek.
 
“I don’t play guessing
games,” he said, his voice gravelly.
 

She arched her body into him, feeling her
t-shirt ride up on her legs as she pressed against him and realized he was
completely nude, not even wearing boxers.
 
And he was hard as a rock.
 
His cock slid against her upper thigh.
 

“You don’t have to play any games with
me, Jake,” she whispered.

“I’m not so sure about that,” he
said.
 
“Because you won’t tell me
what I want to know.”

“That was a long time ago—this is
now,” she said.

“What’s his name, your ex?” he demanded.

“Caleb,” she said, starting to feel
annoyed.
 
“But I don’t want to talk
about him.”

“Caleb,” Jake said, his tone
dismissive.
 
“Did you love him?”

“I thought I did.”
 
She tried to pull free from Jake’s grasp
but he wouldn’t let her.

“Do you still have feelings for that guy?”
he said, becoming insistent.

She laughed.
 
“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Don’t call me ridiculous, Raven,” he
said, and she could hear from his voice that he was charged up.

“Are you jealous or something?” she
laughed again.

And then he was using her wrist, twisting
it until she turned away, and then he grabbed her other wrist and pushed her
onto her stomach on the bed.
 
He had
her arms pinned to the mattress and he was straddling her legs.

Her t-shirt had pulled up to her hips,
exposing her lower half completely.

Jake flattened his body down on top of
her and his lips were against her ear.
 
“I don’t like that guy, Caleb,” he said.
 
“I don’t like that you were even in the
same room as him tonight.”

“During the fight?” she said.
 
“All he did was pull me away when I was
trying to get involved.”

“How nice of him,” Jake said
sarcastically.
 
“He must have been
really concerned about you, after his sidekick talked all that shit.”

“I don’t care about Caleb,” she said.
 
“I don’t care about him at all.”
 
 

Jake let go of her wrists and sat
up.
 
And then he was grabbing her
butt cheeks with both hands.
 
“You
won’t tell me what I want to know, Raven.
 
You won’t fucking tell me what I want to hear.”

And then he spanked her ass.

The sound was loud, like a gunshot in the
tiny room.

“Jake,” she whispered.
 
“Someone’s going to hear.”

“I don’t care.”
 
His breathing was heavy.

Slap.

Slap.

Slap.

He spanked her bare ass hard.
 
She moaned, as the beautiful sexy pain
made her shiver with the intensity of it.
 
She grit her teeth.

“Jake,” she moaned.

“You shouldn’t keep things from me,” Jake
said.
 
Slap.
 
His hand crashed into her bare buttock
and then he held her ass, squeezing it tightly.
 
“It makes me crazy.”

She couldn’t believe what he was able to
do to her.
 
“I don’t want to think
about my past,” she moaned softly to him.
 

And then he was grabbing her hair with
one hand as his other hand spanked her ass cheeks, and he pulled her hair.
 
“Then let’s focus on you,” he said.
 
“Let’s focus only…on…you.”

Her pussy was wet, soaking wet, as he
pulled her hair and spanked her bare bottom.

Suddenly he pushed further up on her, and
his cock was sliding up, almost touching her pussy.
 
His stomach pressed against her lower back,
and then he was lying flat against her, and his lips were on hers, greedy, his
tongue entering her mouth.

His cock felt incredible, warm and hard,
like a hot iron rod, and his hand slid beneath her hips, circling around until
his fingers were gripping her bare pussy.

His chest was flat against her back, his
tongue in her mouth, and his other hand was pulling her hair.

Jake began carefully finger fucking her
pussy, working his two fingers inside, one rubbing her clit while the other
dove deeper into her wet hole.

This was what she’d wanted, exactly what
she wanted.

Jake was holding her tightly, wrapped
around her like a blanket, his muscular strong body plastered to her, glued
together so closely that it was like he’d become part of her.

He slid his cock ever closer to her
wetness, and she could even feel the slickness of his excitement.

His tongue dove into her mouth, exploring
her, tasting her, and she could taste him too.
 
He was minty and fresh from brushing his
teeth, but he was still completely
him
.
 
She could taste Jake, the manliness of
him,
the
strength of him.

She wanted to taste his cock, too.
 
She wanted to taste every part of him,
lick his entire body,
taste
the salt of his sweat.

Meanwhile, he fucked her pussy with his
two fingers, and she tried not to make so much noise, but it was getting almost
impossible.

He stopped kissing her long enough to
whisper in her ear while he fucked her pussy with his fingers.

“You’re so goddamn tight,” he said.
 
“And wet.”

“I want to come,” she told him.

“Not yet.
 
Don’t you dare come yet.
”

“Please,” she begged.

He pulled her hair until her head came
off the bed and then he was sucking on her neck as his cock slid over her mound
from behind.
 
He stopped just before
entering, though.

She would have let him do that.
 
She would have let him do anything.

His hand massaged her pussy, now.
 
He was rubbing her folds so fast, so
fast, so fast, and she was churning, every nerve was ready to fire, and he pulled
her hair.

Then his mouth was on hers again and his
fingers went inside, three fingers this time, deep into her.

And she came, a gushing geyser, came
hard, her body stiffening.

It was incredible.
 
It was sweat and heat and
perfection.
 
It was release.

“Oh my God,” she gasped, when it was
over.

“Turn onto your back,” he commanded.

She did as he told her, and then he slid
between her legs, his cock stroking her bare pussy, but not entering.

“Inside me,” she gasped.

“No,” he told her.
 
He grabbed her wrists again and pressed
her hands flat to the bed.

Raven’s legs were spread wide and she
opened herself as fully to him as she could.

She wanted him to plunge inside, but he
stayed out, stroking his huge shaft along the folds of the outside of her.

She was wet, and her juices were still
flowing.

He pushed his hard cock against her.
 
“Damn you feel amazing,” he said,
throwing his head back.

And then the top of his cock was starting
to push her folds aside.

“Fuck me, Jake.
 
Please.
 
Please.”

But he didn’t go in.
 
At the last possible second, he slid up
and over her mound and then he was shooting his come all over her stomach.
 
Some of it sprayed her breasts, hot and
warm and dripping.

There was a lot of it.

She came again too, just from the
excitement of it, of being so close, of feeling Jake Novak’s cock up against
her, pushing over her slit.

Jake let out a shaky breath and rolled
off of her, lying on his back.

The two of them lay side by side,
catching their breath.

“Do you think we were quiet enough?” he
asked her.

“Not even close,” she whispered, and then
they both started laughing.

“Yeah, I don’t think so either,” he
agreed.

***

They slept naked together the rest of the
night.

Raven had run to the bathroom and cleaned
herself off, and then she’d come back to bed and Jake had been waiting for her,
opening his arms and inviting her in.

He’d held her close all night, and
despite being home, despite seeing that her father was ill, her brother sort of
hated her, and the bullies had yet again lied about her and tried to ruin her
life—despite all of that, she slept like a baby.