Blind Love (Sulfur Heights Series) (41 page)

“I heard what you said, but I’m still trying to figure out why you think I should care.” Jake
leans in, his face inches from mine. Drops of rain drip from his chiseled jaw intensify his rugged looks.

“Because… I love you
,” I whisper back to him.

“Love
? Really, cupcake? You wouldn’t know love if it walked up and smacked you in the face.” Jake leans closer, dangerously close to my face. It would only take one slight movement and I could have my lips planted against his. “The only thing you know how to love is yourself.”

I’m instantly livid. “Oh
, that’s the pot calling the kettle black, Jake! You’re the definition of selfish!”

“Oh
, I’m selfish! So it’s selfish I saw a sad, depressed girl pouting on the back steps and instead of ignoring her, I showed her the time of her life? And it was also selfish when I defended you twice and went to jail because someone was trying to mess with you?” With every insult, Jake takes a step closer to me, causing me to back up. His voice is cloaked in anger. “And of course it was selfish when I tattooed your fucking body on my arm!” He yanks up his sleeve and flashes the pin up girl with my face in my direction. “Yeah, I did that because I was only thinking of myself. But the most selfish gesture of all is when I drove two fucking hours in the pouring rain to tell you I love you.”

My back is pressed against the side of the garage, Jake’s body pinning me to the wood. He looks down at my lips and back up to my eyes. The rain is soaking us as we stare at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move.

Jake grabs my chin in his hands, pointing my face up to his, then coldly whispers, “I suppose you think it’s selfish when I rip this dress from your body and fuck you right here in the rain.”

I can’t say another word. Jake’s mouth finds mine and we savagely kiss each other. Our lips press hard into each other as the passion and love I have for this man comes spilling out of me. True to his word, Jake grabs ahold of my dress where the millions of buttons trail down my back and yanks.
He yanks and then yanks again.

The delicate lace and satin tear
s away from my body and falls to shreds, billowing at my feet when he says, “You’ve ruined me.” He kisses me hard, bordering on painful, as he pours his torn heart out to me. “I’m a complete fucking mess without you.”

I capture his lips with mine again and feel my inside
s light on fire, consumed with a passion only Jake can awaken in me.

He runs his hand down my body then lifts me up. His body is hard and ready for me when we start to walk. Rounding the corner to the backyard, Jake takes me behind the garage and as promised
, pushes me against the side. His fingers exquisitely pull and tug at my nipples after he rips my bra from my body. I release a deep moan, barely able to contain my passion for him. I can feel myself climbing the mountain, inching closer and closer to the ultimate pleasure.

He reaches into my panties and touches
that small spot of mine that’s on fire. His fingers are expertly driving me closer to my release, but when I’m almost reaching heaven, he pulls them away. The desire builds and I’m going crazy, needing to feel ecstasy, now.

Jake’s voice is low and commanding when he says, “Tell me what you want
, Delilah.” 

“You, please
. I only want you,” I plead with him, needing to feel his skin against mine.

“What do you want from me
, Delilah?” His commands are calculating and torturous. He starts to rub my nipples again then leans forward, brushing his lips across the hard mounds while refusing to put them in his mouth, killing me with anticipation.

I grab his face in my hands, looking him directly
in the eye. A carnal beast has taken over my body, and if I don’t feel him inside of me, I will explode. I kiss him hard, showing him all the desire I have burning for him and only him, then I say, “Fuck me right now, Jake.”

The smirk I once hated spreads across his face. “Yes
, ma’am.”

The n
ext thing I know, my panties are ripped from my body and Jake’s rain-soaked shirt comes flying over his head. Expertly, Jake swings me around and we are lying on the wet grass. I don’t even care that I’m having sex outside while lying in mud and grass. The only thing that matters right now is Jake and feeling him against me—inside of me.

Jake undoes his pants and I pull them down
, exposing his perfectly round ass, clutching it in my hands. Then, for the first time in weeks, I hear the words I’ve been yearning for when Jake whispers, “I fucking love you, Delilah.”

Before I can declare my love, Jake slams into me
, taking me back to the mountain, and with every thrust, he pushes me closer and closer until we meet at the top, both of us hitting the point of no return.

Chapter
30

Jake

I had good intentions for myself when I tried to walk away from Delilah. I tried not to care
that she’d come all this way to tell me that I won our bet and that I was the best kiss she’d ever had. And I tried really hard not to care that she’d left Emerson high and dry at the altar. But of all the things she said to me when she walked back in my life, I tried incredibly hard not to care when she said she loved me. I was ready to walk away from Delilah, but like a moth to a flame, I once again was sucked into her light—literally unable to escape her fire.

Now I lie in my backyard, practically naked and completely overwhelmed by the most intense, hardcore sex I’ve ever had. Guys are right when they say make-up sex is the best of your life
because—after my nice, respectable Delilah has told me to fuck her—I think I’ve died a slow, glorious death.

The rain is still coming down and I now have a
new-found appreciation for it. Doing what we’ve just done while the cold rain collided with our bodies has been incredible. Delilah is lying underneath me, sheltered from the onslaught of rain, but stained with dirt.

When I’m finally able to move, I manage to make it to my feet then pull Delilah from the ground, kissing her on the nose. She is standing in front of me, completely naked
, and I can’t help admiring her body. She is flawless in every way and now she’s mine. Forever. I will spend a lifetime worshipping every curve she possesses.

I
nitially, I was going to fuck her against the wall of the garage, but I just couldn’t bring myself to follow through with it. That has been my go-to position when I would randomly hook up with chicks, and now it seems all wrong. Maybe I will revisit it with her someday in the future, but until then, we will have to settle for every other position and maybe create some new ones of our own. Besides, we’ve just had kick-ass sex in the rain. How many fuckers can say they’ve done that? Nothing else compares. Once again, I’m the fucking man!

She is shivering from the cold rain now that she’s come back down to earth. I
’ve loved every noise she’s made as I led her to the point where she erupted. I could barely hang on myself and when she went, I went.

I give
her my soaking wet shirt to put over her body when she snags up her torn bra and panties then throws them in the burn barrel in the backyard. Hand in hand, we walk back to the driveway and I pick up her white dress. The dress is now covered in dirt and torn to shreds. Delilah takes it out of my hands and walks it back to the barrel, tossing it in with the rest of her clothes. Tomorrow, we will burn her past and begin our future together.

Delilah is still shaking from the cold as we make our way inside
where Drake is sitting in the living room watching Sports Center with Mia asleep in his lap. I look to Drake then back to Delilah, who’s trying to hide as much as possible behind me.

Drake
looks over at us and says, “It’s about damn time, Delilah. I don’t think Jake could take a hint if it smacked him in the face.” She only giggles as I pull her down the hall and into the bathroom.

The water dripping from the shower is warm and stings my cold skin when I put myself underneath. I pull Delilah in with me and hold her in my arms. She
’s meant to be right here with me, tucked in my arms and head planted to my chest. The past several weeks have been agonizing.

From the loss of Presley then again when Jeremy went to prison, we’ve lost so much
, but Delilah coming back into my arms proves there will be light at the end of our journey. It will take time to get us there and mend the bridges burned between Jeremy and Drake, but I have hope because I have her.

I lean down and place a tender kiss to her lips
, which are warm and wet as she invites me in with every stroke of her tongue. When I pull away, I fall head first into her ocean blue eyes and become completely hers all over again.

“I love you
,” Delilah whispers onto my lips then tightly wraps her arms around my neck.

I press her small body into mine and lean down into her ear. “I love you. God
, I love you so much.” Then we kiss again, slowly. Deliberately. Savoring this moment, a moment I have been so sure would never happen.

I want her to be a part of our family. I want Christmases together, family celebrations, and eventually one day I want her to give me a child. In order for all of that to happen, I need my family to be happy with each other once
more. She will be my drive and inspiration to mend the broken fences, so I ask her the only way I know how. “So, I’ve got an adventure for you.”

The warm water of the shower trickles down her naked body. Delilah’s breasts are poised and hard, urging me to suck them in my mouth. I can feel my body’s reaction to her wet body
—I’m rock hard and ready—but I need to ask her one more thing. Then the shower fucking will commence.

“
I want you to move in with us and help me put my family—our family
—
back together. What do you say? Are you in?”

Delilah looks deeply into my eyes and seems to be lost in thought when she lets a few tears fall down her face. They mix together with the warm water of the shower as she gleams with happiness.

Delilah says what she always does when I ask her to do something crazy, a little dangerous and completely shocking, she says, “Count me in.”

~The End~

Blind Love Playlist

1. “I’ll Follow You Down” by
   Shinedown
   
2. “All American Nightmare” by Hinder
   
3. “The Boys Are Back In Town” by Thin Lizzy
   
4. “Addicted” by Saving Abel
   
5. “Bad Romance” by Lissie
   
6. “Be Mine” by Alabama Shakes
   
7. “Blame It On The Boom Boom” by Black Stone Cherry
   
8. “Count Me In” by Early Winters
   
9. “Love/Hate/Love” by Alice in Chains
   
10. “The One That Got Away” by The Civil Wars
    
11. “Shattered” by Remy Zero
    
12. “Sideways” by Citizen Cope
    
13. “Southern Nights” by Cititzen Cope
    
14. “The Kill” by Thirty Seconds to Mars
    
15. “Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses
    
16. “Just Tonight” by The Pretty Reckless
    
17. “Sorry For It All” by Dead Sara
    
18. “Face To Face” by Dead Sara
    
19. “Kiss Me” by Ed Sheeran
    
20. “The Outlaw Torn” by Metallica
    
21. “I Want To Believe You” by Lori Carson & Paul Haslinger
    
22. “Hold On You” by Ponderosa
    
23. “Heartbreaker” by Alabama Shakes
    
24. “If You Only Knew” by
    Shinedown
    
25. “The End” by Kings of Leon
    
26. “Die For You” by Black Stone Cherry
    
27. “Blurred Lines” by Robin
    Thicke
    
28. “A Beautiful Lie” by Thirty Seconds To Mars
    
29. “The Best Thing That You Never Had” by Butch Walker
    
30. “Hesitate” by Stone Sour
    

Acknowledgements

To my family:
You all know I love you. Do I really need to say it again? Fine… fine! I love you all so very much, every freaking one of you! I couldn’t possibly be any luckier to be a part of such wonderful lives. Thank you for embracing my craziness and unique personality while proud to claim me as your family.

To my friends:
What can I say that hasn’t already been said; you’re a driving force of my success as an author. Many of you I’ve known for years and have moved your way into my heart—always planted there. Then there are the several of you I’ve known for a short while, but I know without any doubt you will always be a part of my life. Thank you so much!

To my betas:
You are a great group of gals who share a passion for the Evans family as much as I do. Thank you, Megan, Michele, Cindi, Christie, Roni, Jen, Dena, Ashlee,  and Amanda.

To my media slut:
Oh, Michele, where do I begin? No words are found when I think of our relationship. You’ve successfully moved your way into my life, making it much brighter and a lot filthier. Damn, the things you say, but I wouldn’t change it for a second. We’ve bonded over our love of books, hot alpha men, and walrus penises (inside joke) to become good friends. I could not have marketed myself so successfully without your help and encouragement, so thank you!