Come Back To Me (14 page)

After showering, he wanted
to unwind and watch some television. Suddenly his phone began to
ring.

"Yeah." Jake
answered.

"Hey it's Sam, got some
info, you busy?"

"Nah, hell man that was
quick."

"What can I say I'm damn
good at what I do?" Sam laughed. "Mind if I swing by your place for
a few? You're probably gonna want to see what I found in
person."

Jake was curious, and
apprehensive. "Sure I'll be here."

"Okay I'll be there in
twenty." Sam hung up.

Jake wondered what Sam had
dug up so damn quick. Was it that bad? Was Emily some sort of
criminal, that her information was so easily accessible? The
suspense was killing him.

Twenty minutes
later the doorbell rang. Jake opened the door to find Sam standing
with his briefcase and a shit load of papers under his arm. This
was bad.
Really
bad.

"Come on in." Jake motioned
into the living room. "Want something to drink?"

"Bourbon, if you have it."
Sam said.

Jake went to the kitchen and
poured a double shot of Sam's favorite drink. How he drank that
shit all the time Jake would never understand, but as long as it
made him happy it didn't really matter. Jake sat the glass down,
and slid into the seat across the table from Sam.

"Alright spill. Is she some
sort of criminal?" Jake joked.

"Nah, nothing like that, but
she does have quite a past."

Jake tensed. Did he want to
know the seedy details of her life? Maybe if he knew them, he could
help her. Sam took his silence as an okay to move on.

"Of course you know the
details of her family in L.A., where she went to college, that she
took the Bar Exam and failed-"

Jake interrupted. "Whoa,
hold up...she failed the Bar?"

"Yup twice. Can I move
on?"

"Yeah." Jake ran a hand
through his hair.

"Okay so this is where it
gets fucked up. She dated some guy in L.A., some D-list celebrity.
They were engaged, but she broke it off suddenly. Now there wasn't
too much to go on, rumors mostly, but I made a call to a buddy at
the force in L.A. Seems this douche bag had a thing for getting
trashed and beating the shit out of women. Did the same to your
girl too."

"What the fuck!" Jake bit
out.

"Yeah man, the story was, he
came home drunk as a skunk, started pushing her around, threw her
on the ground and started kicking her. Of course the bastard didn't
stop there; he cracked her head on an end table, and broke several
ribs. The poor girl spent some time in the hospital."

"So why isn't the asshole in
jail?" Jake spat out.

"Sick fuck has so many
connections. And the rumor is Emily was so scared of him that she
didn't press charges. She just ran."

"Ran here. To New
York?
" Jake figured.

"Seems so. Look, this chick
has been through the ringer, I would tread lightly if I were you
man." Sam advised.

"Is that all you dug
up?"

"For now. I'll keep digging
though, I'm sure there will be something else."

"Alright, thanks for getting
on it so fast."

"No prob. What are friends
for?" Sam smiled.

Jake let Sam out and plopped
down on his sofa. The things that Sam revealed about Emily's past
were shocking, and it infuriated him. Who could do that to someone?
He decided that if he ever ran across this Michael bastard he would
show him what it was like to be kicked and beaten.

Eighteen

With Jake coming suddenly
back into my life, I felt confused. He was probably the only person
that could hurt me beyond physical pain. I had already endured
being beaten, and sexually attacked, but having my heart ripped
from my chest by someone I cared about seemed more torturous than
any of it.

The way he was so angry at
me for the message he saw, and the look in his eyes when I wouldn't
come clean about what happened at the fundraiser made my heart
sink. I could trust him right? My life had become so much more
complicated than I intended. I just wanted a quiet existence away
from the drama, but somehow the drama found me yet again. What
started out as a great night turned into the biggest fuck up
ever.

Jake knew I was hiding
something, and I wanted so bad to spill everything and let him help
me. He just didn't deserve that. His life was perfect now,
successful business, great apartment, and from what I could tell he
wasn't hurting in the bank account department either.

I lay on my bed and stared
at the ceiling, just content with doing nothing for a change.
Remembering how kind Jake was to me that morning replayed over and
over again. His smooth demeanor in the kitchen, and the way his
lips moved when he spoke. Whoever ended up with him, would be one
lucky bitch.

I drifted off to sleep, and
was awoke around five p.m. by a knock at my front door. My heart
leapt in my chest, and fear nearly strangled me. I wanted to hide
in a closet and hope that whoever was there would just go away, but
I figured I was safe as long as the door stayed closed. Making my
way to the door, I put my eye to the peep hole.

"Jake?"

"Hey Em, can I please come
in?"

I slowly opened the door,
and Jake was standing there with what looked like Chinese takeout.
I motioned him in.

"How did you get past the
lobby? Gary knows to call me if anyone is here."

He gave a sly grin. "I told
him I was your brother, and I wanted to surprise you."

"Jake, I don't have a
brother."

"Makes it kind of funny then
huh."

"Yeah sure. So what exactly
are you doing here?"

"Figured you needed to eat,
and since you don't cook, I didn't want you to starve."

"You didn't have to do
that." I ducked my head.

"Well that's what you do for
people you care about."

Jake cared about
me?

"Look I'm sorry for being
rude to you earlier, it's just been a hell of a week and I took it
out on you. Forgive me?" I pleaded.

He stalked toward me, and
his eyes became darker. My heart rate picked up dramatically and I
wasn't sure what was going on. Standing mere inches from me, I
could feel the heat radiating off his firm body. His scent was
invading all of my senses and making me go crazy. I watched him
lift his hand, and he placed a finger under my chin, gently lifting
my gaze to his.

"Forgiven." He
whispered.

He moved his head in and
slanted his lips over mine. The sensation of the union was like a
branding iron to my mouth. He swiped his tongue across my bottom
lip, and I was helpless to resist him. I opened to him and our
tongues began to do a dance of helpless seduction. My body was on
fire, and every sensation shot straight to my aching sex. I had
been kissed before, but never had I felt it down to the depths of
my soul. This man knew how to kiss, and made an art of
it.

He pulled back, breaking the
searing contact. Pushing his forehead to mine he sighed. "I'm
sorry."

Sorry for what I wondered?
The kiss had been fantastic, was he sorry that he shared it with
me? Was I that bad that he needed to apologize? He had my emotions
slamming in every direction, with no compass to point the way.
Disappointment wafted over me. I stepped back to put some space
between me and the blazing man in front of me.

"It's okay Jake,
I..."

Before I could
say anything else, his lips crashed over mine once again. It hit me
square in the gut, and stole my breath away. The first kiss had
been so soft and intimate; this one was deep and desperate. Jake
licked, and swirled his moist tongue around and inside my mouth and
I thought I could faint from the sensations it produced. I melted
into him, letting his warmth consume me. If he was desperate, I was
even more so.
For
him
.

His hands began
to slide down my sides, landing on the tops of my hips. He dug his
fingers in, and let me know that he was claiming his
possession,
me
. I found myself reaching my arms around his neck
and grasping his soft hair. I wanted to be closer to him; I wanted
to be a part of him in that moment. Nothing mattered but what our
bodies were doing.

When he broke the kiss
again, he didn't apologize. His eyes said everything that he
verbally couldn't. They were half lidded, but dark and full of
passion and lust. I tried to speak, but nothing came
out.

Jake cleared his throat. "I
want you." he said hoarsely.

God I wanted him too, but
was this a good idea? Would he regret this decision, because I knew
I wouldn't.

"Please." Was all I could
manage to say.

Jake lifted my hand to his
mouth and pressed a soft kiss to the center of my palm. The action
sent jolts of electricity south, to the juncture of my legs. I
grabbed his hand a led him to my bedroom. This was it.

Nineteen

From the moment Jake's lips
touched Emily's, he knew something was different. There was a jolt
like he attached jumper cables to his system. He felt her in every
nerve ending, and his cock came to life by just being in the same
room with her. He wanted nothing more than to sink into her waiting
body, but knew he needed to take things slow.

When she grabbed his hand
and led him to her bedroom, his heart pumped so fast he thought he
might experience a coronary. Jake stood in front of her, and took
in the sight that was Emily. Her hair lay loose around her
shoulders, and her lips were swollen from his kisses. He could
think of a few more places he wanted to taste on her.

Reaching for the hem of her
t-shirt, he lifted it until it revealed her lacy pink bra. Her
breasts were so round and perky, and he leaned in to touch his lips
to the swell of one. God she smelled divine, and her skin was so
smooth. To him she felt like a fresh peach on a warm summer day.
Emily lifted her arms up so he could finish taking off her shirt.
Seeing her bare shoulders, and neck made him want to dive in and
have a taste. So he did. He licked the pulse point behind her ear
and she moaned with approval. The sound made his cock harder than a
diamond in a snow storm.

Emily reached her hands
around her back to undo the clasp of her bra, and Jake stopped
her.

She had the look of approval
in her eyes, and dropped her hands back to her sides. He undid the
clasp, and let the garment slide down her arms, and fall to the
floor, revealing her breasts to him like a package unwrapped at
Christmas.

"Touch me." she
moaned.

Jake reached up and firmly
grasp one of her swollen globes in his hand, and as he did her
nipples stood to attention. Dark brown and waiting. He had to taste
one. Leaning down he sucked one into his warm mouth, she was
heavenly. Like a dessert that you just couldn't get enough of. No
amount of chocolate or sugar could ever compare to the sweetness he
tasted on her skin.

Jake sucked harder, and she
continued to moan and cry out from the pleasure he produced. Giving
one this special treatment was just not enough, so he moved to the
other and began teasing it the same way he did the
first.

Jake could smell her
arousal, even though she still wore her sweat pants. He dropped to
his knees and hooked his fingers into the waistband, and tugged
down. She wasn't wearing any panties, and he cheered inside for
that. The pants fell to her ankles and she gingerly stepped from
them. What he saw between the v of her thighs made his mouth water.
She was bare, and the sight made his cock twitch.

Jake delved his tongue in
between her swollen folds, and tasted her sweet essence. She moaned
and pushed her pussy into his face. His tongue found her clit, and
he began to swirl his tongue around the swollen bud. She continued
to thrust herself forward, giving him more of her. Jake slowly
pushed two fingers inside her, and quickly found the spot that made
her quiver.

"Oh God Jake, That's going
to make me come!" She gasped.

"Let go baby." He
encouraged.

With those words she let
herself go, and he could feel the pulsing heat around his fingers.
He lapped at her clit, prolonging her release into oblivion. Her
entire body went rigid, and her legs trembled. Jake steadied her by
wrapping an arm around her hips, not wanting her to fall. The whole
time she cried out, and the sounds that escaped her were torture to
his engorged cock. He then took her mouth in another searing kiss.
He wanted her to taste herself on his tongue, and she didn't
hesitate. She just entwined her mouth with his and ate of the
pleasure that she had freely given. That was unusual for him, most
women were stand offish about kissing him after oral pleasure, but
she didn't hold back at all.

Emily walked backwards until
her knees bumped the end of the bed. She sat on the edge, and
scurried up to get comfortable among the plethora of pillows. Jake
was in awe of how she looked laying there, her cheeks were flushed;
her body was glowing and her pussy gorgeous.