Instinctual 2 (6 page)

Still, so much time had passed. They were different people. She had aged. It wasn’t as if she was into going to the gym and doing exercise on a regular basis. Work had her sitting on a chair most days, which wasn’t doing her thighs any favors. She’d never been a sporty type even though she loved the outdoors. Fitness was something that came to her via climbing the massive amount of stairs in Vernazza in order to get anywhere. It was lucky that her family gene pool was better than average and she took after her mother’s slender, yet curvy figure.

Both Jake’s hands were resting on Kate’s bare shoulders before they moved down her arms, gently placing them at Kate’s side so he had full access to her. His eyes wasted no time drinking in her curves and she could see the hooded expression of lust as they traveled up and down twice.

“I think we need to get rid of these.” Jake ripped Kate’s white lace panties from her that weren’t even real and threw them aside. She could have just willed them away if he’d asked.

“There, that’s better. Turn around.” His hand twirled around in circles, motioning to her to do the same.

“Jake…” She stalled, feeling exposed, not knowing what her rear end looked like.

“Please? I’ve been dreaming of your naked body for so long, I’d forgotten how gorgeous it is. Let me have this moment to enjoy.”

Not wanting to let him down but silently cringing, Kate slowly turned, not stopping until she was back facing Jake.

His dimples deepened from the smile that had only grown in appreciation. “You’re so sexy, baby, and for now you’re all mine. Come here. It’s your turn.”

Kate didn’t hesitate. Two could play at that game. Jake’s muscles had been screaming at her to release them from the confines of his tight, black clothing since she’d first seen him in the dark, lonely alley back in Vernazza. Her curiosity was at an all-time high, plus the attention would now be off her. He still wanted her, bumps and all.

Jake’s head was tilted to the side as he watched Kate approach. His lips turned up further at the corners and his eyes had a cheeky edge to them.

As Kate moved in for the kill, she went for his tee first, gently lifting it out of the band of his jeans, making sure to graze his skin with her hands as she peeled it off. Jake’s throat produced a primal noise from the contact on his bare torso. The color of his eyes seemed to change to black as his pupils dilated fully, mouth parting. He didn’t touch Kate but held his hands at his sides, letting her enjoy undressing him. She noticed his fingers twitching.

When her hands touched his happy trail, undoing the zip and button on his jeans, she felt him clench his buttocks in response. Kate’s eyes found Jake’s as she watched how she affected him, gaining some power in his reaction. Her nipples peaked and she squeezed her thighs at the god-like body she had full access to. The hard planes of muscle that begged for her touch.

With some effort, the black jeans fell to the carpet, leaving Jake standing in all his glory. Kate tore her gaze away from his face to bask in his beauty from the neck down. A carved Adonis that could proudly stand tall in any Greek museum. As her eyes lowered further, she discovered just how much of a man Jake was. Had he gotten bigger over the years or had she just forgotten?

Her shocked look didn’t go unnoticed. “It’s okay! It won’t bite!” Jake laughed softly as he moved his hands to her head.

Kate looked up and smirked. “You’ve grown since I last saw you.”

“Maybe I’m just that much more excited to see you.” In one fluid motion he bent slightly, grabbed her under both arms, lifting her as he backed himself onto the massive bed, falling onto the slippery black sheets with Kate on top of him. Instantly his mouth found hers again, silencing any protest or dialogue.

This was so necessary. Whether it was right didn’t factor into the equation. It was therapy at its best. An escape. And yet, it meant so much more.

Kate’s arms and legs wound around Jake. There was a certain desperation in the way she clung to him, knowing it could be the last time either of them yet feeling as if it was the first.

Kate let Jake drag her to a forbidden place where time ceased to exist. Her senses seemed to be on overdrive as Jake’s scent became a part of her. His touch burned as his mouth trailed sweet kisses down to her ripe breasts. He rolled and pulled her under him so he could make a meal of them.

Kate’s back arched off the mattress at the feel of Jake’s well-defined mouth teasing and nipping her peaks. His groans elicited a wave of desire between her legs. She loved hearing those noises from him and responded by calling out his name, “Jake!”

Gripping his messy hair, she forced his mouth harder onto her breasts, needing that fine line between pleasure and pain, causing Jake to growl. He was deliciously feeding off her, ravaging hungrily like a wild beast and she loved every moment of it. This was what she had missed. Passion with the only person who could bring out her own devilish side.

“Your breasts were made for me, Kate. They fit into my hand and mouth perfectly.” He looked up at her as he moved down her body, his lips swollen, eyes glassy.

God, he was so damned hot. She would do anything to have Jake look at her like that for the rest of time.

“What do you want, Kate?”

“Hmm?”

“Tell me! What do you want?” There was nothing gentle about the way he spoke as she suddenly realized he was asking her what she wanted him to do to her.

“Kiss me.”

“Where? Show me. Touch yourself in the exact spot.” There was such hedonistic demand in that tone. Dark and dangerous.

Now that he’d kissed away all her earlier inhibitions she felt like a free spirit that was open to receiving and giving. She wanted what he had to offer and had no shame in showing him. Her fingers found their target between her legs as she rubbed the tender folds.

“Look at me as you do it. I want to watch you pleasure yourself before I take you in my mouth.”

What the heck? Her eyes had been tightly shut as she’d rubbed herself into oblivion. Opening them would reveal her soul to Jake and show him the extent of her desire. It would bare her completely. There was nothing more intimate.

As their eyes connected, she knew she was looking into the man’s essence that she truly loved. The emotion she could see in them mirrored hers as plain as day. Life had somehow managed to drive a wedge between them and keep them apart but when all was said and done, the compatibility and connection that brought them to this moment was unyielding and endless. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for him in that moment if he asked. He looked at her with greed as she fought to keep her eyes open as her fingers found the spot that begged for release.

“Mmmm. I love watching you touch yourself. It drives me crazy.” Jake kissed Kate’s outer thighs before pushing her hands aside. “But I much prefer to do it myself.” His mouth found the spot where Kate’s fingers had been. He lapped like a kitten until she was thrashing around on the bed.

“Jake, I can’t take it anymore. I need you. Now!” The ache was so intense it consumed her.

He smiled against her skin as he kissed his way back up. She could feel how much he wanted her.

Kate grasped Jake’s back, clawing at his sculptured muscles as he positioned himself between her parted legs and entered her, hard without warning.

Jake’s almost painful roar as they joined was nearly Kate’s undoing. She thought this moment would never come and yet here they were, together again as if the forces that had kept them apart were no match for the ones that had joined them together.

Kate wrapped both legs around Jake as he held her waist, fingers digging in. He rolled them both so that Kate was on top. They stared at one another, not moving, just touching each other’s faces, transfixed by the moment, needing to sear every detail about the other into every cell.

Jake’s eyes held all his emotions. Kate could see right through him and she knew that he loved her. Not only had he told her, she could see it as he looked at her. She could feel it in his touch. It was intoxicating. Never had anyone ever shown her such deep feelings. Jake held back nothing. That’s what she’d always adored about him. His ability to feel, unafraid to bare his all to her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he soothed, moving his mouth slowly to hers, the earlier frenzy having been replaced by a tender rhythm in sync with the ocean outside.

Kate wanted to speed up the pace again but Jake kept it slow. “Make it last, baby. Not yet. Take it easy. Just let me enjoy you.”

“I need friction.” She desperately needed it with everything she had.

“I know. Soon. Let me savor you like a fine wine. It’s been so fucking long. Do you have any idea what it’s been like for me? Not being able to touch you like this?” He grabbed her ass and kneaded it, pulling her closer and holding himself there, buried as deep as he could go. One hand found its way to her breast where he thumbed her nipple. “And like this! It’s enough to drive any sane man around the bend and then back again.”

Kate ground herself against Jake’s pubic bone as she sat upright, flicking her hair back, letting it fall down her back, pushing her chest outwards in a show of wanton desire. “I’ve thought about this moment too, Jake, believe me. I’ve tried not to but nothing has ever compared to being with you. I love fucking you.”

Jake stopped Kate from moving, grabbing her hands tightly. “Say that again!” Jake hissed.

“I’ve thought about this…”

“No. Not that bit. The last bit. Tell me!” His eyes were dark and dangerous.

“I love fucking you.”

Jake cursed in a deep voice. As if those words had pushed a button in him instantly, hearing Kate talk dirty had forced him to the brink. His hips arched off the bed.

“Move baby! Now!”

Taking no prisoners, that was the only prompting she needed. He fisted the satin sheets on each side of him and held on as Kate set her own pace. Hard and fast.

“Yeah, that’s it! Let me see the real Kate. Just like old times, baby.”

Kate squeezed her thighs as she moved wildly, taking Jake in all the way. The heat coming off both of them was enough to start a fire. Jake thrust up with each of Kate’s downward motions, matching her rhythm.

Feeling him so hard and huge inside her was like nothing else. The sensation of him grazing her cervix had her delirious. They’d crossed the boundary to the point of no return when they’d teleported to the mansion. She’d more or less given herself back to Jake on the park bench at the hospital. There had been no turning back. Had it ever been going to end differently?

Jake massaged her swollen folds while watching Kate, crazed and reckless. She took all the pleasure he had to offer, pleading for him not to stop.

“I couldn’t stop even if you wanted me to, baby.”

Jake’s skilled fingers knew just where to stroke to push Kate higher and higher.

She was so close as her moaning became deeper and more drawn out. A wave gathered momentum from the tip of her toes, moving up her legs and into her thighs as she felt Jake harden and swell even more, if that were possible. She knew he was close, too.

She twisted on him, hitting the spot that carried her to heaven.

The climax barreled into her without mercy as she curled her toes, arched her back and cried out Jake’s name. Deep explosions of euphoric seizures sating every atom and molecule that in themselves had been ripped apart by the force of the detonating orgasm. Kate’s body shuddered with aftershocks as her pulsing flesh squeezing Jake’s over-sensitized cock caused him to rupture and let out a wild set of incoherent adjectives. He finally found his own release that seemed to go on and on until all the gushing seed had been drained from him, the head jerking high into Kate as she still throbbed and oozed juices over him.

Kate fell on Jake’s chest, lost to oblivion.

“Fuuuccckk,” cried Jake as he wrapped his arms and legs around Kate, still buried deep inside her, pressed against her sweet spot, still semi-hard.

The scent of sex filled the room.

“Now that was worth waiting for,” Jake mumbled, huskily into Kate’s ear.

“I could stay like this forever,” whispered Kate, sincerely feeling that were true. Her fingers ran over his mouth, which happened to be one her favorite parts of Jake’s body. One of many.

Without so much as a pause, the next words left Jake in a rush. “I love you so much, Kate, it hurts. There will never be another. Ever. You’re it for me. I never thought I’d be able to hold you in my arms or touch you like this again.”

Kate didn’t flinch. She already knew how Jake felt. The question was, could she bring herself to say it? Hurt had to be healed. She loved Jake, without a doubt. Deep love but she didn’t know if she could bring herself to commit to him in such a profound way anymore by saying those three words. So much had happened. They’d just had mind-blowing sex, sure. The best. Committing to Jake again was too much to think about with everything else going on. She knew once she declared her love for him, there would be no going back. Was she ready for that?

“Here’s the thing, Jake. I care about you, I really do—”

He stiffened, ever so slightly. “I can sense a ‘but’ coming.”

“My head is so screwed up at the moment. You’ve come sailing back into town again to reveal why it was you had to leave in the first place. I find out my boyfriend is part of some mafia group and practically fall to my death, running from feelings that I still have for you. We’re both on life-support but have just had amazing sex while out of our bodies.” She dis-engaged herself from Jake and sat on the edge of the bed, waving her arms around as she spoke, which she’d picked up from living in Italy for so long. “Can you see my problem, here?