Authors: Rachel Ryan
“I’m so sorry, Abbi.”
I raise my head and stare into his beautiful eyes.
“What are you sorry for, Jakey?”
“Everything. I’m sorry for everything.”
“That’s a little cryptic…”
Suddenly I hear a voice that makes me see red,
“Abbi, can I please talk to you?”
Turning to my left I see Daniel standing awkwardly, his hands in his pockets.
Ignoring him I turn back to Jake and continue dancing.
Jake whispers in my ear. “I think you should talk to him, Abbi. You might regret it if you don’t”
Deep down I know he’s right. I have a lot of questions that will eat me alive if I don’t get them out now.
“Fine.” I pull on Jake’s hand and tell Daniel to follow us. Whatever he has to say he can say in front of Jake. I lead them both to the front of the bar where the music isn’t so loud and I take a seat at one of the empty tables. Jake sits down beside me, his hand still in mine which Daniel is frowning at as he sits down opposite us.
“So speak.” I demand and wait for the excuses to start.
He gives Jake another dirty look. “Does he really need to be here? I was hoping we could have this conversation in private.”
A laugh bursts it way from my mouth.
“Are you kidding me? Whatever lame excuses you have to tell me, you can tell him too. Speak, or I’m going back to the dance floor.”
He nods gently before speaking.
“Abbi, I’m sorry I lied to you.” He glances at Jake and then his eyes dart back to mine. “I know I should have told you. I should have been honest with you. I was planning to tell you.”
“Why the hell would you wait eight months to tell me that you were married? You should have told me the day we met.”
“I know. I just…I was captivated by you from the first moment I saw you. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. At the time I was going through a rough patch with Jessica.”
“Is that her name? Jessica?”
He nods and continues. “We were going through a hard time and she had asked me for a divorce a week before I met you. A couple weeks after we started dating she told me she had changed her mind. She begged me to stay with her. I couldn’t leave her. But I couldn’t stay away from you either.”
My hands are shaking and I can feel Jake lightly squeezing my hand. I am so angry right now, I’m glad I brought him along with me. He may need to stop me from kicking this guy’s arse.
“How the hell could you think that was okay? You are married. I had a right to know from the start. Here I was thinking you had cheated on me, but you cheated on your wife with me. I am the other woman. I didn’t sign up for that role, you arsehole.”
“Abbi, I don’t want to lose you. I’m going to leave her for you.”
Chuckling I glance at Jake and see him watching me closely, concern in his warm brown eyes. I could gaze into those beautiful eyes forever.
“Daniel, you are a dirt bag. I hope your wife wises up and sees what a dumb fuck she is married to and leaves your sorry arse. You don’t deserve either of us, you jerk.”
Standing up I pull Jake along with me and look back at Daniel to see the shock on his face. I don’t know if he is more shocked by the fact that I don’t want him or the name calling. The alcohol gives me a potty mouth and I kind of like it.
“Daniel, lose my number and don’t ever try to contact me again. Okay?”
I drag Jake back out onto the dance floor, not even bothering to glance back at Daniel, and wrap my arms around him again. He’s silent for a few minutes until he whispers in my ear.
“Shorty, you are so fucking hot when you’re angry. I think I just fell in love with you all over again.”
My eyes snap up to his and he is grinning down at me, his dimples teasing me. Leaning up I place a gentle kiss on each one.
“Sorry, I have wanted to do that for so long.”
His eyes narrow and a look of desire takes over his features. His eyes drop to my mouth and he swiftly leans forward, his mouth crashing to mine. Sighing, I lean into him and let the feeling of euphoria wash over my body. His mouth tastes divine and I can’t get enough of it. His tongue caresses mine and I am lost to him forever. This man holds what’s left of my heart in his hands. I just hope this time it stays in one piece.
Eventually, I reluctantly tear my mouth from his and gaze into his eyes.
“Can you take me home please Jake?”
He grabs hold of my hand and leads me toward Cameron and Levi, who are now sitting at one of the tables off to the side of the dance floor, and it’s obvious they were watching us as they are both grinning from ear to ear.
Jake tells them he’s taking me home and they both nod.
“We’re going to stay here a little longer.” Levi winks at me.
“Okay, guys. See you later.”
Jake leads me out of the bar and we walk back to my place hand in hand.
As soon as I close the front door behind us his arms go around my waist and he pushes me up against the back of the door. His mouth clashes with mine and our tongues tangle together, his sweet taste turning me on and making me want more. His teeth nibble on my bottom lip and his hands tangle in my hair tilting my face up to his.
Suddenly he pulls away and his eyes search mine.
“Abbi, you don’t know how much I want to take you right here, right now. But I think we need to talk about some things first.”
Is he kidding? I’ve waited six years for this, the last thing I want to do is talk.
“What do we need to talk about?” I place my hand on the back of his head, trying to pull his mouth back to mine.
“Abbi, I’m serious. We need to talk about you and Daniel.”
His words quickly put a stop to my efforts of seduction.
“Why do we need to talk about Daniel? He’s a married, cheating douche. I don’t even want to think about him again.”
“Abbi, you say that now because you’re upset and hurting.”
“Jake, I am not upset and I am not hurting. I’m pissed off, but I’m not hurting. More than anything I feel sorry for his wife. I hate that he put me in the situation of being the other woman and possibly being the cause of the end of his marriage, but I’m not upset that I’m no longer with him.”
Jake’s eyes search mine.
“Abbi, you were together for eight months. I don’t want this to go any further until you are sure that you are over Daniel.”
I stare into his eyes. “Jake, I’ve realised something over the last few weeks. I realised that I have never loved Daniel. He was never any more than a friend to me, a distraction.”
Jake looks confused.
“A distraction? From what?”
Am I ready to open up my heart to this beautiful man? If I share my heart with him again will it remain intact? I don’t think I want to spend the rest of my life wondering ‘what if?’ I am ready to take the bull by the horns and tell him how I have been feeling for so long.
Staring up into his beautiful eyes, I whisper. “Daniel was a distraction from my love for you.”
His brows draw together and he stares into my eyes for a moment before relief washes over his face and he smiles at me.
“Jake, I’m in love with you. I always have been.”
His eyes fill with so much desire I can’t contain mine any longer. I need him. He cups my face in the palms of his hands and I mould my body to his as I kiss him with all of the passion I have in me. Six years of pent up emotion and longing is coming to the surface and I need all of him…now.
“Make love to me, Jake.”
“On the walk here I swore that I would control myself around you, that I would be here as a friend and support you after what you’ve been through today. But I just can’t help myself Abbi. I need you. I have needed you for so long.”
He hoists me into his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist. With his arms wrapped around me he carries me into my bedroom pushing the door closed behind him, his eyes on mine the whole time. He stops at the foot of my bed and places me down on the floor, my body sliding over every hard inch of his. My nerves kick in and I feel like I need to warn him.
“Jake, before we go any further, I want to tell you something. I…I’ve never been with anyone like this before.”
“What do you mean?” He studies me closely and then realisation crosses his face. “Are you a virgin, Shorty?”
I nod my head and wait for his reaction. He doesn’t say anything; he just wraps his arms around my waist and captures my mouth with his. The kiss is slow, deep and sensual and is the most amazing kiss I have ever experienced in my life. Once again this man has dug his way deep down into my soul and I don’t ever want to let him go.
Running my hands down his chest and over his hips, I lift the hem of his shirt and pull it up over his head. Throwing it down on the floor, I take in the sight before me, the moonlight filtering in through the partially opened blinds shines like a spotlight on his beautiful body. I lean forward and place a soft kiss on the top of his shoulder and slowly make my way down to one of his nipples. As I snake my tongue out to lick it, I hear Jake inhale sharply. His reaction spurs me on and I run my tongue across to give the other nipple the same attention.
I run my fingertips down over the ridges of his firm abs, feeling his body tense under my touch, until I reach the waistband of his jeans. My mouth continues to discover his beauty as my hands unbutton his jeans and push them down around his ankles. He kicks off his shoes and steps out of his jeans, kicking them aside and his hands capture mine before I pull down his black boxer briefs. He pulls my hands gently behind my back as he shakes his head.
“Uh-uh, Shorty. I have waited a long time for this moment. If you do that it will all be over too soon.”
He kisses me again and I sigh into his mouth. The kiss deepens and becomes desperate, but is still full of tenderness as Jake unties my dress and slowly peels it from my body. As I stand before him in a lace purple bra and matching boy short panties, I begin to feel a little self-conscious. His hungry gaze sweeps down over my entire body and I begin to tremble slightly as he reaches for me.
“Fuck, you’re more beautiful than I remember.” He reaches up and cups my cheek with his hand. “You have no idea how happy it makes me to know that no one has had you like this before, that I will be the first man to claim this fucking gorgeous body. You’re mine, Abbi, and you always have been.” His hands run down over my shoulders and down my back, gently caressing as they go, before reaching and gently squeezing my arse cheeks.
His hands pull me up against him and I can feel his arousal poke against my hip. It feels huge and I am suddenly a lot more nervous. I wonder if it will hurt as much as I’ve heard it does. Jake reaches behind me to unclasp my bra, slowly pulling the straps down the length of my arms and throwing it across the room. He stares longingly into my eyes a moment longer before he lowers his eyes to my chest. A groan sounds from low in his chest and he cups my breasts gently in his hands.
“Fuck, Shorty. The things you do to me.”
“Mmm, like what?”
Jake presses light little kisses all the way from my neck, over my collar bone, down to my left nipple and sucks it into his mouth. I can feel his teeth scrape the sensitive bud gently and this brings a soft moan from my lips.
“For a start, you make me so fucking hard. Ever since I saw you in the staff room at work I swear I have been walking around with a hard on.”
Smiling, I wrap my arms around his waist and squeeze his firm butt cheeks as he brings his mouth back to mine.
“What else?”
Standing up straight, his face level with mine, he stares into my eyes with a serious expression.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you for one second of the last six years. Since the day I left you, all I have thought about is when I would get to hold you in my arms again.”
The feeling of love and happiness overwhelms me and I can feel the tears welling in my eyes. With my hand behind his head I pull his mouth back to mine, my kiss expressing the love I feel for him.
I reach down and run my hand over the front of his boxer briefs and his head falls back as he moans softly. His long, thick cock throbs in my hand and for some reason I just suddenly want it in my mouth. Licking my lips I start to fall to my knees, but Jake’s hands grip under my arms and he pulls me back up.
“Shorty, it’s so fucking hot that you want to do that to me right now, but it needs to wait until next time. Otherwise it will be over before we even get started.”
Nodding my head, I rub my hand over it again, feeling impatient and so fucking turned on.
“Take my panties off, Jake. I want you to touch me.”
He doesn’t hesitate and swiftly rips them off me before picking me up and laying me down on the bed. He kneels between my legs and runs his hand from my neck, where my locket still rests, down between my breasts, over my tummy and ever so slowly brushes one finger down over my pelvis and the small strip of hair, before gently rubbing my swollen clit.