A Little Bit of Truth (Little Bits) (34 page)

“Hi guys.” James says as he steps through the door we’re about to exit. “Need a ride home?”

“Nah, Marie has her car,” I respond and give him a dip of my chin. “See you later dude. And get your kids bowels checked out, that shit aint normal!”

I walk away with Maya’s cackle ringing through the air, fucking bitch set me up.

******

“Say it again,” I demand and pull out.

“Harder.” Christ that’s hot. So I give it to her harder, straight to the hilt until her arms almost buckle under the force. “Faster baby.”

Fuck me, I’m in heaven. This girl knows how to take it.

“Again.” “Harder.” So harder I go and I keep going harder until everything burns and I’ve reached boiling point.

“Let go Marie,” this is an order. I need her to follow so I can feel her tight pussy clenching and milking me with her own orgasm. The need to feel her squeeze me as I throb and pulse, my dick swelling and stretching her as the throws of pleasure take us to new heights. So I slam home again and bark at her once more, “Let. Fucking. Go.”

“Kay.” She breathes and it begins. That clenching, that throbbing in time with her pulse. The squeezing, the screaming and crying with pleasure. It all sends me over. I push my hips into hers and grind, no longer breathing, no longer thinking just groaning and moaning as my body spasms with each powerful throb.

“Fucking. Brilliant,” I wipe the sweat from my brow with the corner of the blanket and collapse on her back. My face goes into her neck where I taste the perspiration that lingers on her skin with the tip of my tongue. “Five minutes and we do that again.” Biggest lie ever, five minutes later we’re sleeping.

When I wake up the next morning it’s to an empty bed. Marie must have gone to work and let me sleep. Great.

I told her to wake me up when she wakes up. I don’t care how little sleep I’ve had, she never fucking listens. Now I’m grumpy. I let her know with a text.

Jacob
:
Who has blonde hair and never does as she’s told?

Marie
:
Rapunzel?

Jacob
:
How difficult is it to wake me up before you go to work?

Marie
:
Babe…

Jacob
:
I’m fucking serious Marie, soon I’ll be leaving and I won’t get this.

Marie
:
Babe.

Jacob
:
Babe what??

Marie
:
I’m in the kitchen making breakfast.

Oh. Well. Okay then.

“I want cheese on my eggs!” I shout and bury my face under the blankets.

“Kay baby!” Mason shouts. “Do you want coffee sexy man?”

“I want a place where you aren’t
, ass hat!” I return and hear him laugh.

“Want sugar in your coffee sweetie?” He is so fucking weird.

“You know it princess!”

“Forget about the sugar,” he calls and I hear Marie whack him. “And have a spoonful of me. Cause I taste so sweet.” And then he starts singing.

The door opens and in walks the sexiest angel to ever walk this earth carrying a tray of food and two cups of coffee. “Hey baby.”

I shift up the bed and take the tray from her hands, then I cup her sex, “Can I have a spoonful of you?”

“Not unless you want ketchup,” Ewwwww. “Yep. Sorry
sweetie
I got my cycle.”

I whine like an injured dog, “But you never get your cycle.”

“Sometimes I do, this birth control contraption is good but not that good,” she yawns and grips her cup with both hands. Her sexy long legs stretched out next to mine. “I promised you I’d wake you up before I go and I won’t break that.”

“Sorry, I’m grumpy in the mornings.”

She laughs and kisses my lips gently, “And that baby, is why I’ll never, ever move in with you.”

So I slap her thigh, “You’re full of shit.”

“That and your bad morning breath.”

“You love my morning breath.”

“I tolerate it, there’s a huge difference.”

“Whatever.”

“And then there’s the fact you keep leaving wet towels on the ground.”

“If I bought a new place I’d hire a housekeeper and you wouldn’t have t
o worry about that.” See? I’m totally clever.

“And there’s the fact you…”

“My qualities completely outweigh my flaws,” I point out and feed her a bite of pancake. “Like how sexy I am and how totally in love with me you are.”

She laughs once and sips her coffee. I wait for her to argue that point, she doesn’t and this makes me feel pretty
darn good.

“I’m really
not looking forward to tomorrow,” I grumble. “At least you guys are closed for the day.”

“Yeah,” Marie says around another yawn. “It’ll be fun. I’m going to get sloshed.”

“Sloshed? You mean reamed,” Okay, who cares that I’m laughing at my own words? I’m funny damn it!

“That’s a one way street dude, never going to happen.”

I wag my brows at her, “It will if you get ‘sloshed’.”

This time she slaps my thigh. Bitch. That stings.

“Did I ever tell you?” I say softly and cup her face with my hands.

“What?” Her beautiful eyes twinkle with anticipation.

“That I…”

“Yeah?”

“Love…”

She gulps.

I spoon a mouthful of pancakes into my mouth, “Your pancakes.”

She rolls her eyes and drains the last of her drink. “I was hoping you’d say pussy but I guess you don’t want that.”

“No, I most definitely, definitely want and love your pussy. Like always. Right now even.”

She clucks and checks the watch on her wrist, “
Got to go to work.” Then she kisses me and stands. “Enjoy your day.”

“You too.” Fucking tease.

“Much love princess.”

Fucking bitch.

It’s noon when I’m arguing over the remote with Mas
on and my phone rings. My agent. What does she want?

I answer, “Well finally.” Yep, she’s pissed. “You’ve spoken to me twice in the past month Jacob, this is getting ridiculous.”

“I’ve been occupied,” I throw the remote at Mason to shut him up for five minutes. “What’s the deal?”

“They want you the day after tomorrow, now your schedule has changed they can start filming. They’ve agreed to give you Christmas day
off.”

“I haven’t even started on the script yet,” I gripe because it’s true. “I’ve been busy.”

“I get it, your new fling is pretty and seems the type to show you a good time but this is your career. The most important time of your career. These next movies could make or break you.”

I snort, it’s not like I haven’t heard this before. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll start reading it now. What time tomorrow?” The sooner we get this over with the better.

“I’ll book you a flight for the afternoon.”

“Kay.” I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose. “And she’s not a fling, she’s serious. We’re serious.”

“We’ll see,” and then she’s gone. Great.

When I get home I’m not happy to see a suitcase, Jacob’s suitcase to be exact, flung open on the bed with a pile of clothes and papers thrown into it. I’m also no
t happy to see him fully clothed and not in my dressing gown ready to warm me up.

“What’s going on?” I ask as I dump my bag on the bed beside his case.

“I have to leave the day after tomorrow. More like tomorrow night, my flight is booked for four in the morning.” He doesn’t sound happy. “I’ll get to spend tomorrow with you but I won’t be able to drink.”

“Yikes,” I say because it’s all I can think to say. “That sucks.”

“Yep,” he throws a shirt in his bag with an uncertain amount of force and zips it shut. Poor zip. “It really does.”

“
What about your mom?” She arrived yesterday morning and is currently at Maya’s.

“Shit,” he curses and stomps into the bathroom. “Shit.”

“I’m sure she’ll understand Jake, it’s no problem.”

He laughs but I don’t think it’s because he finds something funny, “You don’t know my mom.”

“Mrs. Stone is a sweetheart.”

He sighs and pats his lap with one hand, I lower myself down until my ass is resting on his thigh. “Can you keep her company for me? She’s only here for a few days.”

“Maya already has that handled. Well, Evelyn does.”

“Mom is crazy about kids. This is true.” He presses his lips to mine and runs his fingers under the hem of my shirt. Hmm. “I don’t want to go.”

“You have to, you need to make enough money to buy me that island,” I joke and rub the back of his neck with my fingertips. “Besides, we’re way too happy at the moment. Something’s going to come along and screw it up. May as well be this.”

He frowns slightly
, his disbelief evident, “We are happy aren’t we?”

“Yeah, you’re also getting under my feet. I need my space.” I throw in to make him feel a little better about leaving. It seems to work. “I love having you here, don’t take that the wrong way.”

He swings me over him and rolls onto me, “I know. Thank you. I love being here.”

With his nose he skims the skin of my neck, over my chin and lips before slanting his lips over mine.

“You’re right,” he mumbles. I know, because I’m always right… but what’s he referring to?

“
About?” I prompt and he kisses me again, this time it’s wet. The tip of his tongue lightly caresses mine, he tastes of mint and coffee and Jacob. Fucking beautiful.

“About,” kiss. “Us,” kiss. “Being,” kiss. “Way too happy.” Kiss.

This makes me smile. “Yeah. It’s not natural. We make Maya, James, Loryn and Lucas look extremely dysfunctional.”

“Yep. So we need a tiny break so they don’t get jealous of our awesome relationship.”

I grin, he’s so right. “We totally do.”

“Will you miss me?”

“Probably not,” I lie and suck on his lower lip. “And you won’t miss me either.”

He shakes his head slowly and grinds his hips into mine making me tremble. “Nope, not even a little bit. What’s to miss?”

“Exactly.”

******

Approximately 30 Hours Later

“Don’t go!” I sniff dramatically and hold him around the leg. “Don’t leave me here. Please! I’ll do something stupid like shave my hair off and send it to you in a box that’s damp from my tears to make you feel guilty.”

“That’s just crazy.”

“Exactly! Do you really want to leave a mentally ill person here alone? No, I don’t think you do, because then you’ll feel guilty when I do something crazy!” I wrap my legs around his ankle, sure my groin is pressed into his foot but I don’t care. “Don’t leave!”

“Baby, get up.”

“Stop laughing at me!”

“Mason, help me out here.” My brother pokes his head around the door, shakes it and then leaves. “Thanks buddy.
Great help. Not.”

“If you leave I’ll never talk to you again,” I strop and wrap my fingers around the waist band of his pants after he manages to unwrap them from around his thigh. He takes a step forward, my ass slides across the floor. “I swear, I’ll hate you forever and ever. I’ll be all dysfunctional and blame you for everything. We’ll argue every minute of every day.”

“Seems to work for Maya and James, I’m sure I’ll grow to love it,” why’s he being so, so, so fucking calm about this? Oh wait… because it’s not happening to him, he’s going to work and leaving me in hell.

“Take me with you!”

“You’re not serious. Stop being such a baby.”

“I’ll suck your junk every day for the rest of my life.”

“Now there’s an offer that’s hard to refuse,” he laughs as he speaks and adjusts his groin. “Marie, seriously, I’m going to miss my flight. It’s just the opera.”

“And I have to help Maya with the colors of the wedding and the dresses, and the flowers, and the…”

“Hasn’t she done all of that already?” Jacob tries to free my fingers from his pants, it doesn’t work. I’m determined.

“No. She keeps changing her fucking mind and Loryn refuses to do it anymore.”

“Summer?”

“Summer won’t answer her phone. Loryn already
warned her.”

“Shit.
Sucks to be you.”

Maya has done a lot for me, I have an obligation to my friend to help her out as she has done for me many times without complaint. I can’t say no to
doing the things I hate because Maya needs me to do them. Fuck my life. “Exactly. Please don’t leave me.” I’m not above begging at this point.