Bound Together (14 page)
Authors: Marie Coulson
“
Touché Miss
Jennings.”
Walking away, I grinned
with satisfaction.
Round one to Layla
Jennings.
threat to Jared, I told Kate I would stay and do her late shift,
allowing her to get an early night. She thanked me profusely and
gave me a tight hug, whispering a warning in my ear. “Don’t take
any of his shit Layla.” She nodded at Jared and winked at me before
grabbing her things and leaving.
The shop was quiet, the
usual evening rush was over and all that was left was to clean the
machines and the shop floor. I glanced over at Lorraine and Jared.
They’d spent the best part of the afternoon pouring over the
accounts. Lifting her glasses off of her face Lorraine rubbed her
eyes and yawned. Jared rested his hand caringly over hers and
smiled. “You look beat Rainy. We’re pretty much done here, why
don’t you take off and I’ll lock up?”
Oh
shit. Oh shit
. I was going to be alone
with him in the shop. I prayed that she would decline, but hugging
him tightly she thanked him and gathered her things. Jared’s eyes
darted over to me standing behind the counter. I looked away,
pretending to busy myself with arranging the cups in size order.
This was not good. Without anyone at the shop to act as a buffer I
would have to face him and I wasn’t sure how long I could hold my
reserve.
avoid him like the plague for the rest of my shift. I’d spent so
much time cleaning the coffee machine; it was now gleaming like a
NASA space shuttle inside and out. He hadn’t tried to speak with me
or even approach me since Lorraine left. Maybe he’d decided I
wasn’t worth the effort? The thought irked me; after all, he was
the one who had been dishonest. The final customers were a couple
of teenage girls who had been studying for the past three hours.
Pulling down the blinds Jared informed them that we were closing
and after shooting him a dreamy smile, they left the shop and he
locked the doors behind them. We were alone. The air between us was
thick with things that needed to be said but neither of us breathed
a word.
I busied myself with
cleaning the counter top as he gathered up all his books and papers
from the table he and Lorraine had been occupying. I could feel
that he was watching me and I desperately tried to avoid the
temptation to look at him. His cell phone rang and with an
exasperated sigh he answered. His face turned dark and I could see
that whatever the call was about, it was making him angry. Breezing
past me he walked into the office and slammed the door behind him.
The loud bang had made me flinch but I breathed a sigh of relief.
What was going on? The call in the car, his irate demeanor he
adopted as he answered that call. I was baffled but grateful for
the distraction as it meant I could finally finish cleaning the
shop and get the hell out.
Reaching underneath the
counter I turned up the stereo and the speakers began pumping music
into the empty room. Kate’s usual classic rock filled the shop with
electric guitar and heavy bass lines. Grabbing my rag and some
cleaning fluid, I made my way around the floor wiping tables and
picking up empty cups. Swaying to the music I lost myself in my
task and tried to forget about the smoldering sex god who was
currently barricading himself in the office. I was just leaning
over one of the corner tables when I quickly became aware of his
presence in the room. The air was buzzing with the tension that was
building between us whenever we were together. It was electric. I
tried to steady my breathing not wanting him to know how his mere
presence in the room affected me.
I continued cleaning,
hoping and praying he would turn and go back into the office, but
he didn’t. Grabbing the empty cups from the table I walked over and
placed them on the counter. Jared was standing against the far wall
behind it. His hands were gripping onto the edge and his legs were
crossed at the ankles. I had to remind myself not to stare but he
was so tempting. His tie was gone, leaving his shirt unbuttoned a
fraction so that I could see a little of his hard muscular chest. I
could feel that familiar fire simmering inside my belly. If he
tried to touch me at that point I feared I’d ignite into a blaze of
lust and passion. But he didn’t. He just stood there watching me
clean. As I reached the last table, a familiar song played loud and
clear through the speakers: ‘Crazy’ by Aerosmith. It was one of my
favorites and I’d usually be swaying my ass around to it by now but
I wasn’t in the mood to dance.
I felt him before I heard
him, he was right behind me.
My body stood
to attention and stiffened. My breathing quickened, my heart
thundered inside my chest and my face began to heat. His breath was
on my neck as he pressed his mouth to my ear.
He was singing the lyrics in his deep and smooth voice and it
drove me wild. His hands slid down my waist to my hips, gripping
them tightly as he began to sway them against his own.
My legs turned to Jell-O
and every nerve ending on my body was acutely aware of his touch.
Letting my head fall back against his chest I closed my eyes,
taking pleasure in the sensual sound of his voice. His scent
engorged my senses. He smelled delicious; like soap and sex, sheet
clenching, pillow biting sex and Jared. His hands tightened around
my waist as he trailed tender kisses down my neck. I ran my own
hands through his thick hair as his soft warm lips caressing my
skin. The sexual tension was building rapidly between us like a
train gaining momentum.
Spinning me around to
face him, he cupped my face with his hands and pressed his lips to
mine with an urgent hunger. I was losing control of my senses as
lust and need took me over. My hands made light work of his shirt
buttons as I quickly tugged and ripped them apart before pulling it
down his strong arms. Momentarily releasing me, he dragged the
sleeves from his wrists and tossed the shirt aside. His eyes were
dark and hooded, his arousal obvious as his erection pressed
against my hip. Grabbing the waist of his slacks, I yanked him to
me while his fingers hurriedly untied my apron. He kissed me hard,
thrusting his tongue into my welcoming mouth. Overcome with carnal
hunger for him, I bit down on his lip and he let out a low and
primitive groan. “Oh Layla I swear I’m going to make it all up to
you. I’m going to make it up to you right now.” Grasping my behind,
he picked me up and I wrapped my legs securely around his waist.
Holding onto my aching body with his strong and powerful arms he
carried me to the leather sofa and sank onto the seat. I sat
straddling him and began running my hands eagerly over his bare
chest. It was perfectly sculpted as if it were carved by an
exceptionally skilled artist. The lines and contours ran deep and
his caramel colored skin looked good enough to eat. The deep V that
defined his torso made me lick my lips in anticipation of what was
currently being confined beneath his zipper.
His hands tugged at the
bottom of my work tee and he slipped it easily over my head
revealing my simple black lace bra. He stared at me for a moment,
his eyes drinking me in as he reached his skillful fingers behind
me and expertly unhooked my bra. Peeling it from my body his hands
moved teasingly over my breasts, cupping, massaging and caressing
them; making me moan with pleasure. An aching throbbed between my
legs as I arched my back and his hand slid around to support me,
gliding down the full length of my spine. Leaning forward, his
mouth found my breast and I gasped as he gently nibbled on my hard,
sensitive nipple before rolling his tongue around and over to
soothe the hurt his teeth had caused.
I drew myself up to face
him and fumbled for his zipper, I could feel his hard length
against my thigh begging to be released. He thrust his hips upwards
to allow me to pull down his pants and shorts. Springing free I
caught hold of him and moved my hand up and down the shaft of his
solid, throbbing cock. Every inch of him was hard and delightfully
rigid. He gasped and rolled my skirt up, creasing it as it gathered
around my hips. Gliding his hands over my bare thighs, he kissed me
deeper with a lascivious need. “I want you so much. I ache for
you.”
The feeling was
mutual.
Tugging my panties aside
with one hand he reached into his pocket with the other and
produced a foil packet. Taking it from him I ripped it open
impatiently with my teeth. Gripping him firmly, I continued to
stroke my hand up and down his hard length before carefully sliding
the condom over him. Gazing into his eyes, I held on tightly to the
back of the sofa with both hands as I lowered myself onto him
slowly. His head fell back as his lips parted to make a perfect O.
With his hands grasping my hips tightly, I began to slide up and
down, enjoying every last inch of him bit by bit as he filled me. I
could feel his tip stroking a sensitive spot inside me, causing
ripples of lip biting, orgasmic pleasure to flow through
me.
Skimming his fingers
teasingly from my hips to my breasts, his eyes fixed on mine;
penetrating even deeper than where we were currently connected in
erotic harmony. I moaned softly, reeling in the intensity of my
orgasm as it drew tantalizingly closer. Gripping the sofa even
tighter I began to increase my speed. Jared slid his hands around
to my back and pressed me to his chest so close I could feel his
hot breath on my neck as he gasped and panted for
breath.
“
Come
on Layla. Give it to me. I want it badly. Come for me baby.”
Pressing his mouth firmly to mine, he grazed my lips with his own
and let out a loud moan. It was the push I needed. My breath
quickened and my heart pounded like a drum inside my chest as my
orgasm surged through me like electricity through a wire. Panting,
I was unraveling in his arms as the waves of pleasure continued to
pulse and ripple inside me. I could feel my muscles tightening
around him as I continued to move.
Moaning through clenched
teeth and gasping, he gripped my thighs firmly as he found his
release. “Oh, Layla.”
Stilling, I buried my
face in his neck, inhaling his enchanting scent as he held me
tightly to him. His hand caressed my hair gently as we both
struggled to calm our ragged breathing. “Oh Layla. What on earth
are you doing to me?”
Placing my mouth next to
his ear I breathed hard. “I imagine the exact same thing you do to
me Jared. You drive me crazy.” Turning his head to face me he gazed
into my eyes. Raising his hand, he swept a strand of hair from my
face and placed it behind my ear. Cupping my face in his hands he
pulled me in for a deep, lingering kiss. He was casting a spell
over me and I was powerless to stop it. I wasn’t sure I even wanted
to. He was intoxicating and I was drunk with desire for
him.
Lying on the sofa with
one hand behind his head, Jared stroked my hair as my head rested
against his firm muscular chest. Teasing my fingers lightly over
his perfectly sculpted abs I sighed with pure
satisfaction.
“
Does
this mean I’m forgiven?”
Raising my head I rested
my chin on his chest.
“
I
wouldn’t say I forgive you, but I’m willing to let it go. Just
don’t ever lie to me again Jared. I won’t allow a man to run around
on me again. I learned my lesson the first time.” He gazed at me
and ran his thumb over my cheek.
“
I
would never knowingly cause you emotional pain Layla. If you never
believe anything else I say, you must believe that.” I smiled at
him before lifting my face to his and planting a chaste kiss on his
luscious lips. Sighing, he looked around the room and chuckled.
“We’d better find our clothes and fix this place up for tomorrow,
otherwise, Lorraine’s gonna have my balls. And I’m rather attached
to them.”
Smiling, I sat up and
scanned the room. Our clothes were scattered across the shop floor
and the sofa was definitely going to need a good cleaning. Jared
got to his feet and began gathering our discarded garments. Tossing
me my bra and tee he grinned. “Get dressed my lady. I have
something I want to show you before I take you back to my place and
feed you.” With that grin I would let him take me
anywhere.
cleaned the shop, making sure to give the couch some extra
attention. The two of us were grinning like idiots and every
opportunity he got, Jared pulled me to him for another heart
stopping kiss. Once everything was sparkling and suitably hygienic
again, he ushered me out of the shop, locking the door behind us.
The streets were busy with people making their way home. Shops were
closing their shutters and fast food vendors were packing up too. I
looked up at Jared as he pressed his hand against the small of my
back, leading me across the street to a parking lot. I could have
stared at him for hours. His eyes were truly hypnotic. The deep
blue reminded me of the ocean at night as it glistened in the
moonlight. A satisfied sigh escaped my lips and he raised an
eyebrow at me before smiling and kissing the top of my
head.
Opening the car door he
held my hand as I slid into my seat before running around to his
side and practically jumping into his own seat. His expression
reminded me of a child on Christmas morning. I giggled at him as he
started the engine. Glancing over at me his eyebrows bounced up and
down on his forehead. “Ready my lady?”
Touché Miss
Jennings.”
Walking away, I grinned
with satisfaction.
Round one to Layla
Jennings.
Chapter
13
Crazy
threat to Jared, I told Kate I would stay and do her late shift,
allowing her to get an early night. She thanked me profusely and
gave me a tight hug, whispering a warning in my ear. “Don’t take
any of his shit Layla.” She nodded at Jared and winked at me before
grabbing her things and leaving.
The shop was quiet, the
usual evening rush was over and all that was left was to clean the
machines and the shop floor. I glanced over at Lorraine and Jared.
They’d spent the best part of the afternoon pouring over the
accounts. Lifting her glasses off of her face Lorraine rubbed her
eyes and yawned. Jared rested his hand caringly over hers and
smiled. “You look beat Rainy. We’re pretty much done here, why
don’t you take off and I’ll lock up?”
Oh
shit. Oh shit
. I was going to be alone
with him in the shop. I prayed that she would decline, but hugging
him tightly she thanked him and gathered her things. Jared’s eyes
darted over to me standing behind the counter. I looked away,
pretending to busy myself with arranging the cups in size order.
This was not good. Without anyone at the shop to act as a buffer I
would have to face him and I wasn’t sure how long I could hold my
reserve.
* * *
avoid him like the plague for the rest of my shift. I’d spent so
much time cleaning the coffee machine; it was now gleaming like a
NASA space shuttle inside and out. He hadn’t tried to speak with me
or even approach me since Lorraine left. Maybe he’d decided I
wasn’t worth the effort? The thought irked me; after all, he was
the one who had been dishonest. The final customers were a couple
of teenage girls who had been studying for the past three hours.
Pulling down the blinds Jared informed them that we were closing
and after shooting him a dreamy smile, they left the shop and he
locked the doors behind them. We were alone. The air between us was
thick with things that needed to be said but neither of us breathed
a word.
I busied myself with
cleaning the counter top as he gathered up all his books and papers
from the table he and Lorraine had been occupying. I could feel
that he was watching me and I desperately tried to avoid the
temptation to look at him. His cell phone rang and with an
exasperated sigh he answered. His face turned dark and I could see
that whatever the call was about, it was making him angry. Breezing
past me he walked into the office and slammed the door behind him.
The loud bang had made me flinch but I breathed a sigh of relief.
What was going on? The call in the car, his irate demeanor he
adopted as he answered that call. I was baffled but grateful for
the distraction as it meant I could finally finish cleaning the
shop and get the hell out.
Reaching underneath the
counter I turned up the stereo and the speakers began pumping music
into the empty room. Kate’s usual classic rock filled the shop with
electric guitar and heavy bass lines. Grabbing my rag and some
cleaning fluid, I made my way around the floor wiping tables and
picking up empty cups. Swaying to the music I lost myself in my
task and tried to forget about the smoldering sex god who was
currently barricading himself in the office. I was just leaning
over one of the corner tables when I quickly became aware of his
presence in the room. The air was buzzing with the tension that was
building between us whenever we were together. It was electric. I
tried to steady my breathing not wanting him to know how his mere
presence in the room affected me.
I continued cleaning,
hoping and praying he would turn and go back into the office, but
he didn’t. Grabbing the empty cups from the table I walked over and
placed them on the counter. Jared was standing against the far wall
behind it. His hands were gripping onto the edge and his legs were
crossed at the ankles. I had to remind myself not to stare but he
was so tempting. His tie was gone, leaving his shirt unbuttoned a
fraction so that I could see a little of his hard muscular chest. I
could feel that familiar fire simmering inside my belly. If he
tried to touch me at that point I feared I’d ignite into a blaze of
lust and passion. But he didn’t. He just stood there watching me
clean. As I reached the last table, a familiar song played loud and
clear through the speakers: ‘Crazy’ by Aerosmith. It was one of my
favorites and I’d usually be swaying my ass around to it by now but
I wasn’t in the mood to dance.
I felt him before I heard
him, he was right behind me.
My body stood
to attention and stiffened. My breathing quickened, my heart
thundered inside my chest and my face began to heat. His breath was
on my neck as he pressed his mouth to my ear.
He was singing the lyrics in his deep and smooth voice and it
drove me wild. His hands slid down my waist to my hips, gripping
them tightly as he began to sway them against his own.
My legs turned to Jell-O
and every nerve ending on my body was acutely aware of his touch.
Letting my head fall back against his chest I closed my eyes,
taking pleasure in the sensual sound of his voice. His scent
engorged my senses. He smelled delicious; like soap and sex, sheet
clenching, pillow biting sex and Jared. His hands tightened around
my waist as he trailed tender kisses down my neck. I ran my own
hands through his thick hair as his soft warm lips caressing my
skin. The sexual tension was building rapidly between us like a
train gaining momentum.
Spinning me around to
face him, he cupped my face with his hands and pressed his lips to
mine with an urgent hunger. I was losing control of my senses as
lust and need took me over. My hands made light work of his shirt
buttons as I quickly tugged and ripped them apart before pulling it
down his strong arms. Momentarily releasing me, he dragged the
sleeves from his wrists and tossed the shirt aside. His eyes were
dark and hooded, his arousal obvious as his erection pressed
against my hip. Grabbing the waist of his slacks, I yanked him to
me while his fingers hurriedly untied my apron. He kissed me hard,
thrusting his tongue into my welcoming mouth. Overcome with carnal
hunger for him, I bit down on his lip and he let out a low and
primitive groan. “Oh Layla I swear I’m going to make it all up to
you. I’m going to make it up to you right now.” Grasping my behind,
he picked me up and I wrapped my legs securely around his waist.
Holding onto my aching body with his strong and powerful arms he
carried me to the leather sofa and sank onto the seat. I sat
straddling him and began running my hands eagerly over his bare
chest. It was perfectly sculpted as if it were carved by an
exceptionally skilled artist. The lines and contours ran deep and
his caramel colored skin looked good enough to eat. The deep V that
defined his torso made me lick my lips in anticipation of what was
currently being confined beneath his zipper.
His hands tugged at the
bottom of my work tee and he slipped it easily over my head
revealing my simple black lace bra. He stared at me for a moment,
his eyes drinking me in as he reached his skillful fingers behind
me and expertly unhooked my bra. Peeling it from my body his hands
moved teasingly over my breasts, cupping, massaging and caressing
them; making me moan with pleasure. An aching throbbed between my
legs as I arched my back and his hand slid around to support me,
gliding down the full length of my spine. Leaning forward, his
mouth found my breast and I gasped as he gently nibbled on my hard,
sensitive nipple before rolling his tongue around and over to
soothe the hurt his teeth had caused.
I drew myself up to face
him and fumbled for his zipper, I could feel his hard length
against my thigh begging to be released. He thrust his hips upwards
to allow me to pull down his pants and shorts. Springing free I
caught hold of him and moved my hand up and down the shaft of his
solid, throbbing cock. Every inch of him was hard and delightfully
rigid. He gasped and rolled my skirt up, creasing it as it gathered
around my hips. Gliding his hands over my bare thighs, he kissed me
deeper with a lascivious need. “I want you so much. I ache for
you.”
The feeling was
mutual.
Tugging my panties aside
with one hand he reached into his pocket with the other and
produced a foil packet. Taking it from him I ripped it open
impatiently with my teeth. Gripping him firmly, I continued to
stroke my hand up and down his hard length before carefully sliding
the condom over him. Gazing into his eyes, I held on tightly to the
back of the sofa with both hands as I lowered myself onto him
slowly. His head fell back as his lips parted to make a perfect O.
With his hands grasping my hips tightly, I began to slide up and
down, enjoying every last inch of him bit by bit as he filled me. I
could feel his tip stroking a sensitive spot inside me, causing
ripples of lip biting, orgasmic pleasure to flow through
me.
Skimming his fingers
teasingly from my hips to my breasts, his eyes fixed on mine;
penetrating even deeper than where we were currently connected in
erotic harmony. I moaned softly, reeling in the intensity of my
orgasm as it drew tantalizingly closer. Gripping the sofa even
tighter I began to increase my speed. Jared slid his hands around
to my back and pressed me to his chest so close I could feel his
hot breath on my neck as he gasped and panted for
breath.
“
Come
on Layla. Give it to me. I want it badly. Come for me baby.”
Pressing his mouth firmly to mine, he grazed my lips with his own
and let out a loud moan. It was the push I needed. My breath
quickened and my heart pounded like a drum inside my chest as my
orgasm surged through me like electricity through a wire. Panting,
I was unraveling in his arms as the waves of pleasure continued to
pulse and ripple inside me. I could feel my muscles tightening
around him as I continued to move.
Moaning through clenched
teeth and gasping, he gripped my thighs firmly as he found his
release. “Oh, Layla.”
Stilling, I buried my
face in his neck, inhaling his enchanting scent as he held me
tightly to him. His hand caressed my hair gently as we both
struggled to calm our ragged breathing. “Oh Layla. What on earth
are you doing to me?”
Placing my mouth next to
his ear I breathed hard. “I imagine the exact same thing you do to
me Jared. You drive me crazy.” Turning his head to face me he gazed
into my eyes. Raising his hand, he swept a strand of hair from my
face and placed it behind my ear. Cupping my face in his hands he
pulled me in for a deep, lingering kiss. He was casting a spell
over me and I was powerless to stop it. I wasn’t sure I even wanted
to. He was intoxicating and I was drunk with desire for
him.
Lying on the sofa with
one hand behind his head, Jared stroked my hair as my head rested
against his firm muscular chest. Teasing my fingers lightly over
his perfectly sculpted abs I sighed with pure
satisfaction.
“
Does
this mean I’m forgiven?”
Raising my head I rested
my chin on his chest.
“
I
wouldn’t say I forgive you, but I’m willing to let it go. Just
don’t ever lie to me again Jared. I won’t allow a man to run around
on me again. I learned my lesson the first time.” He gazed at me
and ran his thumb over my cheek.
“
I
would never knowingly cause you emotional pain Layla. If you never
believe anything else I say, you must believe that.” I smiled at
him before lifting my face to his and planting a chaste kiss on his
luscious lips. Sighing, he looked around the room and chuckled.
“We’d better find our clothes and fix this place up for tomorrow,
otherwise, Lorraine’s gonna have my balls. And I’m rather attached
to them.”
Smiling, I sat up and
scanned the room. Our clothes were scattered across the shop floor
and the sofa was definitely going to need a good cleaning. Jared
got to his feet and began gathering our discarded garments. Tossing
me my bra and tee he grinned. “Get dressed my lady. I have
something I want to show you before I take you back to my place and
feed you.” With that grin I would let him take me
anywhere.
Chapter
14
All That Glitters Is
White Gold
cleaned the shop, making sure to give the couch some extra
attention. The two of us were grinning like idiots and every
opportunity he got, Jared pulled me to him for another heart
stopping kiss. Once everything was sparkling and suitably hygienic
again, he ushered me out of the shop, locking the door behind us.
The streets were busy with people making their way home. Shops were
closing their shutters and fast food vendors were packing up too. I
looked up at Jared as he pressed his hand against the small of my
back, leading me across the street to a parking lot. I could have
stared at him for hours. His eyes were truly hypnotic. The deep
blue reminded me of the ocean at night as it glistened in the
moonlight. A satisfied sigh escaped my lips and he raised an
eyebrow at me before smiling and kissing the top of my
head.
Opening the car door he
held my hand as I slid into my seat before running around to his
side and practically jumping into his own seat. His expression
reminded me of a child on Christmas morning. I giggled at him as he
started the engine. Glancing over at me his eyebrows bounced up and
down on his forehead. “Ready my lady?”
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