Music of the Heart (31 page)

He grinned. “Sorry, but it’s new for me too. You know, to be someone’s
first
.” As his fingers

tickled along my abdomen, he asked, “Have you ever touched yourself?”

“What’s with the inquisition? Just do it already!” I shouted.

Jake’s eyes widened. “Shh, you’ll wake Jude and Melody.”

Mortification rocketed through me, and I covered my head with my hands.

“So is that a yes or a no?” Jake prompted.

I peeked at him through my fingers. “Yes, I have,” I whispered

At my admission, he groaned. “Oh Angel,” he murmured before his hand delved beneath my pants.

When his fingers brushed against me, I gasped with pleasure. Jake drew in a ragged breath and asked,

“When you touched yourself like this, did you come?”

Even though I was embarrassed, frustrated, and even a little angry at his question, I found myself

replying, “Mmm, hmm.”

He pinched his eyes shut. “You’re driving me crazy.”

“I could say the same thing about what you’re doing to me.”

He chuckled as his eyelids fluttered open. “I know.” When he gazed into my eyes, desire burned

bright in his. “Maybe I should stop asking questions and just kiss you, huh?

“Yes.”

As his tongue thrust in and out of my mouth, his fingers delved between my legs. When he finally

stroked my sensitive folds, I moaned into his mouth. The pressure continued to build as I rocked my

hips against his hand. Beads of sweat broke out across my forehead. I couldn’t imagine anything could

feel this good.

Jake tentatively slid his finger inside me, and when he started moving it in and out, I went over the

edge. “Jake! Oh yes! Jake!” I cried as my walls clenched around his finger. When I finally came back

to myself, Jake was staring down at me. “You’re sexy as hell when you come.”

I quirked my brows at him as I fought to catch my breath. “That’s good to know.”

He shot me a wicked grin. “I love the way you called out my name. It was so fucking hot.” He rose

up on his knees while his hands went to the waistband of my yoga pants. “You want me to make you

come again?”

“Do you always do this sweet talking with the girls?”

He paused in pulling down my pants. “You don’t like it?”

“No, it’s just….”

He grimaced. “It’s not very romantic, right?”

I shook my head. “No, not really.”

Jake sighed. “This is all new for me, Angel. I’m not used to doing the whole emotions with sex

stuff. I’m used to fucking and calling it a day.”

I winced at his words. “I’m sorry if it sounds like I’m complaining. I did enjoy it—obviously, I

mean, I…It’s just that…”

“No, I get it. You deserve better, Angel. You’re giving me—the most undeserving guy in the world

—the most sacred and amazing firsts.”

I shook my head. “They’re mine to give, and I wouldn’t want anyone but you to have them.”

He cocked his brows at me. “Even on the floor of a hotel room?”

“If it means being with you, then yes. And even with your dirty talking mouth.”

He groaned. Once he pulled off my pants, he kissed a moist trail from my bent knee down across

my thigh. His mouth momentarily brushed against my center over my panties before he kissed a trail

up the opposite thigh. “Jake,” I pleaded.

“Shh,” he murmured. His fingertips lazily traced the waistband of my panties. I chewed on my

bottom lip until he finally gripped the fabric and slid them off. As he gazed down at me, I suddenly

felt very exposed, so I clamped my knees together.

Jake shook his head. “Let me see you, beautiful,” he urged, nudging my knees apart. This time he

didn’t do any more teasing kisses along my thighs. Instead, his mouth sought out my center as he

placed a tender kiss on me. I sucked in a breath while Jake blew warm air across my already

inflamed core. Closing my eyes, I murmured, “Jake…”

When his tongue flicked across my folds, I cried out. Jake then began alternating between sucking

and licking me. Warmth flooded my cheeks and seemed to ricochet over my entire body. It felt like I

was consumed by fire. A sheen of sweat broke out along my skin as I rocked my hips against Jake’s

mouth. I gripped his hair as he slipped two fingers inside me and swirled them around. Then he began

to move them in and out of me while still licking and sucking my clit with his tongue. My whimpers

and harsh pants filled the room before I finally tensed and went over the edge again. “Jake!” I cried as

I thrust my hips up one final time.

From between my thighs, he grinned up at me. I threw my head back and closed my eyes.

“Wow…”

He chuckled as he moved his body to cover mine. “That’s all you can say is wow?”

I cupped his face in my hands. “It was that good that you rendered me speechless, okay?”

“Mmm, I like the sound of that.”

As he lay across me, I felt the hardened bulge in his jeans. While he’d gotten me off twice, he was

still in need of attention. My eyes met his as I cupped him over his jeans. When he raised his brows

questioningly at me, I bobbed my head. “Show me what to do.”

Without protesting, Jake unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He lifted his hips and eased his jeans

down to knees. My eyes immediately honed in on his erection. Taking my hand in his, he wrapped my

fingers around his considerable length. Then he covered my hand with his. Slowly, he worked our

hands up and down.

“Like that?”

“Yeah…but you speed it up too,” he murmured in a shaky breath.

When I started working my hand over him faster, he gasped. “Oh God, Angel. That’s good.” My

lips met his in a frenzied, hungry kiss. I liked that what I was doing caused him to groan. He raised his

hips in time with my long strokes. “Fuck yes,” he murmured before his body started to shudder as he

came. Hot, sticky liquid spurted into my hand and onto Jake’s stomach.

“Um, what do I—?”

With a chuckle, Jake pulled himself to his feet and went over to grab some napkins in the kitchen.

He then wiped my hands clean and his stomach. He then kissed both of my cheeks and my forehead

before returning to my lips. “Hmm, Angel, that was good,” he murmured against them.

To my disappointment, Jake tore his lips from mine to grope in the pile of clothes beside us. He

grinned up at me as he slid my panties back on and then he did my yoga pants. “Thanks.”

His expression grew serious. “I should be the one thanking you for letting me be the first to make

you come.”

I exhaled a ragged breath. “I think if we keep going like this, I’m going to want you to be the first in

a lot more ways.”

When he got my meaning, he groaned before bringing his lips back to mine. Our mouths were

waging war on each other when a tiny voice called, “Aunt Abby?”

I jerked my mouth from Jake’s and scrambled away from him. Whirling around, I took in Jude’s

tiny form in the bedroom door. “Y-Yeah, sweetheart?”

He sniffled. “I had a scary dream. Will you come to bed with me?”

“Of course I will. Just give me one second.” Smoothing down my ruffled hair, I hopped up, leaving

Jake alone on the floor.

Jude held his arms up, and I hoisted him up onto my hip. He buried his head in my neck before he

started crying. “Shh, it’s okay. It was just a bad dream. It’s over now, and I’m here with you.”

I laid him down on the bed and then curled in beside him. He snuggled up to me, still snubbing

back his tears. “Want me to sing again?”

“Pwease,” he whimpered.

After I sang several verses, Jude was fast asleep again. Pulling away from him, I checked on

Melody before heading to the door. When I opened it, I froze. Jake was nowhere to be seen. I flipped

on the light and peered around the room.

He had left.

I hurried over to the table where my phone was. Sliding my thumb across the screen, I checked for

any missed texts or calls.

There were none.

My throat constricted as I fought back the tears. Why would he just leave me? Had he gotten what

he wanted and bailed? I shuddered as the used feeling washed over me.

Against my better judgment, I texted a quick
Where r u?

After a couple of minutes, I typed
Jake?

Pacing around the suite I waited for his response, but it didn’t come. Defeated, I slunk back into the

bedroom and crawled into the bed. This time it was me snuggling against Jude for comfort as the tears

streamed silently down my cheeks.

***

I was a bastard—a complete and total douchebag for bailing on Abby. I realized that the moment I

let the suite door close behind me. Then the feeling persisted as I entered my room and slipped out of

my clothes. Butt ass naked, I fell into bed and buried my face in the pillow.

The first reason I left was because Jude appearing freaked the hell out of me. I didn’t know how

much he had seen, and I didn’t want Bray kicking my ass for scarring his kid because Abby was

taking care of my needs and getting me off. But then I came to realize that the main reason I had bailed

was because I was scared.

Yeah, I didn’t know how to deal with all I was feeling for Abby. I knew I loved her at the studio

and then when I meshed that with the sexual part, I was fucking floored and obliterated emotionally.

So I did the only thing scared men do.

I ran.

And I felt like an even bigger jackass, especially when I got her questioning texts. I mean, I should

have texted her right back and lied by claiming I was fine or that I was tired. But no, I was an even

bigger asshole because not only did I not reply, but I turned my fucking phone off because I didn’t

know what the hell to say to her.

And although I was mentally and physically exhausted, sleep evaded me. At two am, I pulled my

ass out of the bed and started pacing around the room. Out-of-control thoughts whirled through my

mind so fast I staggered on my feet.

There was no more denial. I was truly head over fucking heels in love with Abby.

But deep down, I knew the root of my problem with Abby. I was in love with a girl who was way

too good for me. Abby had such a giving heart and a pure, inner beauty that I didn’t deserve to taint or

destroy. We’d only known each other for three weeks, and I’d already hurt her too many times with

my stupidity. Knowing me, I would continue hurting her over and over again. So maybe I should walk

away from her. Wouldn’t it be better for her in the long run? I could never give her all she deserved.

She wanted the fairy tale of a happily-ever-after with a husband and kids, and I didn’t know shit about