Wild: Wildfire (6 page)

Both were silent as they ate the rest of their meal, and it was a comfortable silence. It felt so damn good being there with Dee. He couldn’t help but notice how her snug T-shirt clung to her breasts, and how those tiny shorts covered so little of her long legs.

“You were absolutely right,” she said, handing Jake her empty plate when she finished eating. “That was the best ham sandwich.”

“My one and only specialty.” He set the paper plates and cups on the coffee table. “That and take-out.” He scooted closer to Dee, lifting her legs off the chair. As gently as he could, Jake maneuvered Dee so that her back was against the pillowed arm of the couch, her ass resting on his lap.

“What are you doing?” she murmured, her voice low and vibrating straight down to his cock.

“Just want to talk…alone.” He brushed his lips over her forehead. “Didn’t get much of a chance last night since you ran off.”

He started to lift his head, but Dee slid her hands up his neck and into his hair, and pulled him to her. “I’ve had enough talking.”

Chapter Five

The instant Jake’s lips touched Dee’s, his hunger grew, so deep and fierce he knew he’d never be satisfied. Reason went right out of his head and settled way down south, straight to his cock.

Clenching his hair in her fists, Dee ran her tongue over his lips. That sweet, sexy tongue that always used to drive him wild was now about to make him insane.

Soft moans came from her throat as she nipped at his bottom lip. He groaned and her tongue darted into his mouth with her own hunger and need.

He had to taste her. Had to feel her. His arms tightened around her as he explored her mouth with his tongue, plunging in and out, letting her know exactly how badly he wanted to fuck her.

With a quick movement, he took the clip out of her hair and let the mass tumble down to her shoulders. He slid his fingers into her wild mane, picturing them both naked, her hair like flame against his skin.

Dee squirmed in his lap as she kissed him, her round little ass rubbing against his cock. He was so damn hard he was afraid he was going to come in his jeans.

She pulled open the snaps of his shirt, then slid her hand inside, trailing her fingers through his chest hair, across his hardened male nipples, and down, down to the waistband of his jeans.

Before she could go any lower, he caught her hand and broke their kiss.

“I need you,” she whispered.

Jake smiled and released her hand to run his finger down her jaw line, feeling her tremble at his touch.

Her eyes focused on him, Dee took his hand from her face and moved it to her breast. “Touch me, baby,” she murmured in that husky voice he loved, using the name she’d called him when they used to make love all those years ago.

Baby.

The way the word came out of her sensual mouth, and the feel of her nipple against his palm, just about undid him. Jake had noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra, but he hadn’t realized just how good she’d feel. The softness, the warmth, the fullness of Dee’s breast sent a bolt of lust through his body.

With his thumb and forefinger he teased her nipples through the thin fabric, and then moved his mouth to her breasts. She gasped and arched her back as he licked and sucked her through the cloth.

When her T-shirt was wet from his mouth, Jake pushed it up to expose her breasts. “God, but you’re gorgeous.”

He caressed the swells with his gaze and his hands, circling the mole above her left breast with his finger. Dee had beautiful tits, large and full, her nipples a deep rose and so hard they were like pebbles. And yes, she felt like satin as he touched her, just as he remembered. “You okay?” he murmured.

“Oh, yeah.” Dee’s eyes were so dark with passion they almost looked like emeralds. “I want more.” She slid her hands into Jake’s hair again and pulled him down to her breasts.

He grinned, remembering what an uninhibited partner she’d been. Such a willing and apt lover who’d taught him a few things. It was like she’d been born to love him and only him.

Trailing his tongue over her cleavage, Jake tasted her salty flesh as he leisurely made his way above her breast to the beauty mark. He circled it and then continued his exploration of her body.

Dee moaned and squirmed in his lap, her backside rubbing against his cock. As he moved his mouth from one breast to the other, Jake slid his palm down her flat belly, her skin soft to his calloused palm. He stopped to tease her navel, running a finger around it.

“Baby, you’re driving me crazy,” Dee whispered while he slowly drew his finger along the silky skin above the waistband of her shorts.

He lifted his mouth from the nipple he was devouring and looked at Dee. “You always make me crazy.”

Her eyes were heavy lidded, her lips still swollen from his kisses. “I want your cock inside of me.”

Jake nearly groaned out loud. “Believe me, that’s exactly where I’d like it to be.”

It was all he could do not to rip off her clothes and bury himself in her like he’d dreamed of every day since seeing her again—and many times over the past ten years.

Instead, he took possession of her lips, kissing her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he slid his hand down her jean shorts to the inside of her thighs. “Spread your legs,” he murmured

She opened her thighs for him, and he trailed his fingertips over the denim crotch of her shorts. He traced lazy circles over the warmth, imagining that he could almost feel the dampness of her pussy through the heavy material.

Dee shifted her hips against his hand, but he deliberately took his time. He rained kisses over her face as he moved to unbutton her shorts, and then eased the zipper down.

He moved his lips to her ear as he ran a finger up and down the satiny underwear. “You’re so damn sexy, I can hardly stand it.” He dipped his tongue in her ear and then nipped at her lobe. “Last night I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and bring you here. I wanted to fuck you until neither one of us could walk straight.”

“My fantasy.” She laughed, soft and husky. “Being thrown over a desperado’s shoulder and taken away to be ravished.”

“Desperado, huh?” Jake grinned as he kissed her smile. He slipped his fingers beneath her underwear to tease the curls just within his touch.

“
Sí, Señor.
” She moved her hand to the bulge in his pants. “What’s your fantasy?”

“You. And those garters.” Jake’s voice caught at the memory. “One day you’re gonna have to wear them for me, along with that dress.” He trailed kisses down her neck. “Promise you’ll wear that outfit for me one day. Just for me.”

“Yes.” She moaned and wiggled in his arms. “Don’t stop.”

“Lift your hips a little,” he said, then pushed the shorts down to her thighs.

Jake raised his head to look at Dee’s almost naked form in his lap. She was so beautiful he could hardly stand it. Only the scrap of peach panties covered her, and he wished that he could pull them off with his teeth and then taste her pussy. But he wasn’t sure he could hold back if he was between her thighs.

He stroked his thumb along the warm center of her panties, pleased that they were soaking wet. Moaning, she moved against his hand, telling him how much she wanted him to touch her. He hooked a finger under the waistband as she lifted her hips, and slid her panties down until they were riding across her thighs, above her shorts.

Trailing his hand along the inside of her leg, he groaned at the sight of the triangle of auburn curls. His fingers glided into the hair and he cupped her pussy with his palm.

“I can’t wait anymore.” She brought her hand to his chest and slipped it inside his shirt. “I
need
you to fuck me.”

Smiling, Jake moved his gaze to Dee’s face and he watched her bite her lip as his fingers penetrated the soft folds of her pussy. She was so wet, so ready for him. Her eyes widened as he slid two fingers into her hot core. He thrust them in and out, just like he’d love to be doing right at that moment, driving his hard cock inside her.

“Jake,
please
.”

“Come for me, sweetheart,” he murmured as his fingers moved to her clit.

She gasped and arched her back as he caressed her, crying out when his mouth captured her nipple again. He flicked his tongue over it and then the other. At the same time, his fingers coaxed her, urging her toward completion.

When Dee tensed in his arms and Jake knew she was going to climax, he lifted his head and watched her face. Her lips were parted, her lids lowered, her gaze fixed on him. With a shudder and a soft cry, she came. He continued stroking her, not letting up until she cried out that she couldn’t take anymore.

When the last golden wave of Dee’s orgasm subsided, she realized that Jake was watching her and smiling, resting his palm on her belly, but making no move to go any further.

It felt incredibly erotic with his jeans against her naked backside, her underwear around her thighs and her T-shirt up over her breasts. Her lips tingled from his kisses, and every part of her body shivered with awareness.

Jake looked so good, so sexy with his hair ruffled from her fingers, his gray eyes smoldering. Her nipples puckered as his gaze swept over her semi-naked body and back to her face.

Dee caressed his cheek, his stubble rough against her palm. “Aren’t you going to show me the bedroom in this snazzy place?”

“Mmmm.” Jake kissed her, soft and sweet this time, his mouth gentle and loving, his earthy smell surrounding her.

His lips traveled to her sensitive breasts and she moaned as his warm breath fanned over them. But instead of devouring her again, he pulled her T-shirt down.

She moved her hands to Jake’s shirt, struggling to pull the rest of the snaps apart.

He put his palm over her hands, trapping them against his chest. “No, sweetheart.”

“What?” She was still dazed from her orgasm and wasn’t sure she’d heard right.

“Your ankle. It’s real bad and there’s no way that I wouldn’t end up hurting you. If you remember, we were always a little, ah, gymnastic together.”

Dee frowned. She’d actually forgotten about her injury. The intensity of her desire for Jake had all but blotted out the throbbing. As if to remind her, pain stabbed through her ankle, and she grimaced.

She wanted his cock inside her pussy so bad—the touch of his hands and mouth on her, and that incredible orgasm had only whet her desire. For a moment she tried to think of how they could manage it. But with what she wanted to do to his body, and wanted him to do to her, it wasn’t physically possible without taking the chance of wrenching her ankle again.

Dammit.

Jake pulled her underwear over her thighs, his touch sending shivers through her. She lifted her hips as he did the same with her shorts, then he brought the zipper up but didn’t button them.

When she tried to sit, he only cradled her closer to his chest.

She frowned. “Let me up, already.”

Jake’s expression became serious. “First, I need to know we’re going somewhere with this. That you’re not going to keep pushing me away.”

Dee’s stomach did a strange flip-flop and her hand moved to her neck. “Are you talking about a relationship, like we had before?”

“Yes.” He eased his fingers into the hair at her temple and stroked it away from her face. “Only this time I’m not leaving.”

Jake’s goodbye rang in her head…
for the best
…
not ready for commitment
…

She swallowed past the ache in her throat. “How do I know that?”

“You’ll have to trust me.”

That was asking too much. People she loved, including Jake had let her down too many times. She couldn’t afford to care about him that way again. If she did and then he decided he couldn’t handle a commitment, her heart wouldn’t be able to take it.

Dee sighed. “You really have no idea how much you hurt me, do you?”

Jake’s lips tightened. “I know I hurt you. But we were both young. We didn’t know what we really wanted—”

“I knew what I wanted.
You
were the one who left
me.
” Damn but it was hard trying to talk to him when she was practically flat on her back in his lap.

“We were both just kids, Dee.” He released his grip on her hair and ran his hand the scar on his cheek. “I wasn’t real good with responsibility.”

“That’s a load of horseshit.”

Jake raised an eyebrow.

“Let me up, dammit.”

He studied her for a moment and then slid her off his lap so that she was sitting with her back against the couch. Even though he was gentle, pain tore through her ankle as he helped prop it on the chair in front of her. When she was settled, he sat at the edge of the couch, his hands on his knees.

“All right. What do you need to say?” he asked quietly.

“First of all, we were both adults, not kids.” Dee brushed her wild hair out of her face. “You couldn’t handle commitment so you ran away.”

He stopped and rubbed the nape of his neck. “Look, Dee. I’m sorry. It was that and more. My family doesn’t have a good track record at relationships, either. My parents got a divorce when I was a kid, and Nick’s marriage didn’t make it very far.”

“You’re not your family.”

“I know that
now
.” He scooted closer. With gentle hands, he cupped her face. “Start over with me. Let me show you what I’ve learned.”

Dee lowered her eyes, afraid that if she kept looking into that intense gray gaze that she wouldn’t be able to say no. She couldn’t allow him into her heart again. Couldn’t afford to trust anyone that much.

As she remained silent, he released her and sighed. “I’d better get you home now.”

After Jake helped her to stand, he put on his Stetson and grabbed his keys off the kitchen counter.

“I can walk,” Dee argued as he returned and bent over to pick her up.

“Riiiight.” He eased his arms around her just as the phone rang.

“Aren’t you going to get that?”

He scooped her up, looking like he was in a hurry. “Nope.”

As he was carrying her across the room, the answering machine clicked on. “Jakey?” a woman’s voice said. “Don’t forget to buy that hemorrhoid cream.”

Jake groaned and stared at the ceiling as the machine clicked off.

Dee grinned. “Hemorrhoid cream, huh?”

“It’s because she’s such a pain in the—”

“Your mom?”

He opened the front door one handed. “Uh-huh.”

“You never introduced me to her when we were dating,” she said as he shut the door behind them.

“Now you know why.” He unlocked his truck door and deposited her on the seat. “God knows I love her, but the woman lives to embarrass me.”