Take it Deep (Take 2) (27 page)

“Matthew’s more than happy you’re coming.  He asked the obvious questions, but I told him not to read anything into it.  I hope that’s ok
ay with you?”

I felt bad as it seemed Jake d
idn’t know how to act around me.  It was almost as though he needed reassurance all the time about whether his actions were right or wrong.  Is he really that desperate to be near me that he’ll sacrifice all his caveman tendencies for me?  A little devil voice inside me was screaming, “No!” and I couldn’t help but smile.  No wonder the saying goes that women are from Venus, but I think I’m on a whole other planet altogether.

“That’s fine.  I’m really looking forward to seeing him.”  He looked pained for a moment and I knew he was thinking about what I said.  He’s probably thinking that it’s madness that if I love
him and I love Matthew that we should be together as a family.  He just doesn’t realize how close to a family he’s going to get shortly with his child on the way.  The thought threatens to plunge me into a depression I don’t want to be in.  I must enjoy the day and get this foot out my ass.

We reach the movie theatre at Tyson’s Corner, meeting Matthew by the entrance.  When I see him, his smile lights up my heart and pulls ever so slightly on its strings.  He’s wearing a Redskins baseball cap and a Gap hoodie with jeans.  He’s looking more and more like his dad every time I see him.

“Ana, hi, so nice to see you,” he bellows moving in for a hug.

I throw my arms around him and squeeze him tightly.

“Steady there
, Ana.  You don’t realize just how strong you are.”

“Sorry.  J
ust missed you I guess, you big lummox.”  I smile and he starts laughing.

Jake que
ues up to get the tickets while Matthew and I get the popcorn.  We seem to be running short of time considering I held Jake up a little getting ready.

“So
, what’s the deal with you and Dad now?  Is it time to call you mom yet?”

My eyes bulge out of my head suddenly as the shock of thinking he knows sinks in before my brain engages.  I quickly manage to compose myself enough to speak.  “We’re talking again Matthew.  That’s enough for now.”

He gives me a cheeky grin, but says no more.  He looks as though he’s just heard the best news ever.  His brain is obviously working overtime with the thought of Jake and I together, and the thought makes me wish I never came.  I certainly didn’t want to get his hopes up.

The movie was one of the most uncomfortable experiences of my life.  I was sitting next to Jake and the whole time, all I could think about was Jake’s hands and the way he rests them gripping onto his knee.  Jake’s arms, the way they bulge perfectly through that polo shirt of his.  His chest, the way it rises and falls through each breath he took.  I found myself staring so hard at times I thought I might come just by mind fucking him.  I really needed to get a grip.

For two hours I fidgeted.  I moved my legs over one way, then the other.  Crossing them,
then uncrossing them.  It was all I could do not to scream and run out of the movie theatre.

Once the film
was over, I was one of the first ones out of my seat ready to go.  We were in the parking lot getting ready to leave straight away as Matthew was meeting up with Cindy.  The light was blinding at first when we walked out.  It took a while for my eyes to adjust before I settled them back on Matthew.

“I’m glad you came
, Ana.  Don’t let it go too long again before I see you soon, yeah?”

I lean in for a hug, kissing him lightly on the cheek. 
“You too, big guy.  Give my love to Cindy for me.”

We watch as he walks to his car before getting into Jake’s Range Rover.  Jake starts the engine, looking over at me with a smile. 

“What?”  I ask.

“You want to tell me w
hat that was about in the movie theatre?”

I looked confused.  “I don’t know what you’re talking about
, Jake.”

“I think you know exactly what I’m talking about.  You couldn’t keep still and I think more than once you were checking me out.”

I huffed, “Don’t be so silly,” but he was right.  I’m obviously rubbish at hiding anything from him.

He smiles, puts the car in drive and heads
back home.  I’m starting to think the matter was finished when he spoke again.

“Hitch up your skirt a little.”

“What?” I ask, confused.

“You heard me.  Hitch up your skirt and show me those beautiful thighs of yours.”

I didn’t want to argue with him on that front.  I was still horny as hell.  I’m always horny as hell.

I do as h
e asks and hitch it up to just below my bottom.  He looks over smiling.

“Are you wearing panties
, Ana?”

I shake my head.  I didn’t want to around him, just in case.  I always wanted to be ready for action.

He reaches over to the inside of my thigh and slides his hand up.  He touches my clit and I spasm, moaning out at his touch.  He places a finger inside me and it’s bliss.

“Jesus
, Ana, you’re so fucking wet.  You’ve been wanting this throughout the whole movie, haven’t you?  You’re so hot and ready for me.  I can’t get enough of you.”

He glides his finger to my clit again and I moan out.  He knows exactly what to do with his tongue, but equally knows what to do with his fingers.  He always manages to hit that spot that I know I won’t be able to last long with.

I moan, grabbing at his arm.  I’m practically fucking his hand and it feels so good.  “Oh God, Jake,” I cry.

“Ana, I want nothing more than to please you.  You look so goddamned sexy when you come.  Do you like that baby?”

He manages to somehow move his finger inside me and still stroke my clit with his thumb.  I know I’m going to fall apart soon.  “Jake that feels so good.”

“I know
, I want to give that to you.  I wish my finger was my cock now.  It aches for your beautiful pussy.”

That was it, I was gone.  It didn’t take much.  I clawed at his arm in pure adrenaline in-fuelled ecstasy.  My goodness, he should have a medal in making me come.  It’s always so good, no matter what.

“You’re so beautiful, Ana.  It’s hard to ever keep away.”

My breathing is
labored and the happy endorphins are kicking in big time.  I close my eyes, taking in the bliss and smile.  I look toward Jake and he’s smiling back at me.

“Better?” h
e asks.

I nod my head, “Much, thank you.”

He nods his head is satisfaction.  “Then it was my pleasure.”

The journey home was comfortable and I felt contented.  I was still coming down from my orgasm as my legs were tingling from the sensation.  I’m starting to think that if they could sell pregnancy hormones it would make a killing.  Women all over the world would be constantly horny, making all the men much happier.  In turn, everyone gets what they want and the world would be a nicer place.  Lord knows I’m floating on clouds right now.

When we reached the parking lot in Fairfax, Jake quickly rushes over to the door to let me out.

“I have something for you in the trunk.”

I start frowning wondering what the hell it could be.  He lifts the boot up and reaches in for a flat, square box.

“I want you to open it upstairs.  Can you do that for me?”

I’m getting suspicious, but nod my head to his request.  “Ok
ay, but you didn’t need to get me anything.  I’m sure I’ll love it whatever it is.” 

He smiles and leans in for a kiss.
  “I hope so.  I’ll pick you up at seven-thirty tonight if that’s okay?”

“Sure thing, I’m looking forward to it.”  He smiles, getting back into the car and I wave at him as he passes.

I look at the box, eager to get upstairs to open it.  When I am at the door, Jessie is in the kitchen with a big grin on her face.

“Oh, what’s that you got there?”

I Place my hand on my hip.  “Jessie, I have a bone to pick with you.” 

She looks at me like she can’t possibly know what I mean.

“I’m not sure what you’re getting at, Missy,” she says with an even bigger grin.

“Don’t gi
ve me that, you let Jake in and—”

“And what, he gave you the best sex of your life?  You’re welcome.”

I stamp my foot and growl at her.  Jessie just laughs and it soon sets me off.

“How can I possibly hate you
, Jessie.  You’re so infuriating at times, but I know why you do it.  And in answer to your question, yes, but it always is with him.”

She spies the box again, “So what’s in that?”

“I don’t know.  Jake gave it to me with strict instructions not to open it until I got home.”

“So what are you waiting for then?”

We rush to the living room squealing like a pair of banshees, as I set the box on my knee.  I open the top half and see the delicate sheeting over the fabric.  When I unfold them, I gasp.  It is the most exquisite silk gown I had ever seen.  It was red and trailed on for miles.  It had criss-cross straps at the back and below that was an opening which meant it would rest snugly to my hips.  It was about the most gorgeous dress I had ever seen.

“Oh my fucking G
od, that looks beautiful, Ana.  What’s the occasion?”

“He’s taking me to the police ball.”  I think for a minute and then
realize something.  “Hey, he bought me this before I said yes to him.”  I had to smile; he always manages to keep some caveman qualities no matter what.

She jumped up clapping, “Yes, good on ya Jake.  I so wanted you to come
, and that dress will look beautiful on you.”

I start crying, but
quickly it turned to sobbing.  “It is beautiful isn’t it?  But I’m not going to be able to fit in it much longer,” I whine.

Jessie pulls me in for a hug, stroking my back.

“I know, but just think at the end of it all you’ll have the most precious gift of all.  A baby.  You will love that baby unconditionally and the same in return.  He or she is being born to the best mom the lucky so and so could ever ask for, and in a few months time, you’ll be able to fit back in that dress again, for sure.”

She gently places a lock of my hair behind my ears, trying to find my eyes.  I know
I’m being an emotional wreck.  I’m not normally so up and down like this.  It’s my pregnancy hormones, I realize that, but I don’t like it when I get so teary over something so small.

“Jessie, you are a true friend
, you know that?  You always know the best things to say to me and I love you for it.  I don’t know how you put up with me, but don’t ever change.  You’re the best friend anyone could ever ask for.”  She averts her eyes, trying to hide the tears which are now forming.

“Well you are a pain in the a
ss.  Quite frankly I don’t know how I put up with you.”  She gets up and wonders to the kitchen.

I quickly follow shocked, “Hey, that’s not a tear I saw on your face just then is it?”  She shrugs me off.

“No, of course not.  I must have something in my eye.”

Jessie never cries.  In fact, I don’t think I have ever seen her cry actual tears before.  It’s a big shock for me, one that makes me forget why the hell I was crying in the first place.

“I love you, Jessie Lindsay!” I shout, trying my best to make the situation worse for her.

“Oh shut up!
” she shouts back.

I can’t help but laugh as she storms off and disappears into her room.

I grab the dress on the way to my room as I’m desperate to try it on.  I’m not sure if I have put on any weight yet
, so I’m a little worried it won’t fit me.  I can’t believe Jake bought me this.  It looks expensive and feels divine to the touch.

I get undressed and slip the dress on over my head.  The way it slid down my body had me burning again with desire.  I linked my arms through
—being as careful as I could—and zipped up the side.  I did breathe in on the way up, but it was a perfect fit.  I looked at myself in the mirror and didn’t recognize the girl staring back at me.  The dress was flawless.  The fit was bang on, and the way it hugged my waist and settled on my hips was awesome.  A portion of my back was bare and it made me wonder why Jake bought this for me, considering he doesn’t like me baring too much skin—but it was so elegant.  Jake’s gone and done it again.

I hear my phone suddenly vibrate
, so I wander over to my bag and pull it out.  There was a text from Jake waiting for me.

‘So what do you think?  I bet you’re wearing it right now aren’t you?  I can’t wait until I see you in it later.  Maybe you will give me
a chance to also take it off?’

The burn is back again.  He’s made me come twice already today and it’s still not enough.  How on earth does he know I’m wearing it now?  I suppose he knows me
all too well.  A little smile spreads across my face as I type back my response.

‘It’s ok
ay I suppose.  I’m not sure I want you to take it off me though.  I can’t stand it when you touch me.  It simply doesn’t do anything for me.’

I have to giggle at that one.  He’s going to flip when he sees it and I can’t help feel a little turned on from the thought.  The phone quickly vibrates back
, so I pick it up again.

‘I thin
k the feeling is mutual.  I can’t stand it every time you squeeze my ass into that tight pussy of yours.  It always makes me come so hard, and I hate it.’

I start laughing, a little twinkle no doubt forming in my eyes.  I type back
another reply.

‘Then I suppose it’s settled then.  The dress is mediocre and we both can’t stand to t
ouch each other.  I’m sure we’ll be fine this evening.  I’m not looking forward to you picking me up—or to your company.  Quite frankly I’m dreading the whole evening with you.’

I hit send and look at the dress one more time before reluctantly taking it off
and placing it on a hanger.  The buzz of my phone alerts me again.

‘Well, I’m really not looking forward to picking you up and seeing you in that mediocre dress.  I think you’ll look terrible in it.  I think maybe you should stop texting me as I can’t take
any more communication with you.’

The laughter is out again in full force.  My emotions again, always so up and down.