I drop the sheets from me so he can see my breasts are heaving for his touch.
“What do you think, Mr Bennett?”
He growls and lunges for me causing the breakfast tray to crash on the floor. I’m screaming and giggling underneath him as he pins me down to the bed. I can feel how hard he is beneath his boxer shorts and I’m finding myself purring at the thought. Again I find those blazing green eyes boring into me.
“What is it with you and that fucking finger of yours that gets me so out of control?”
I wriggle my hips beneath him and look up into his eyes and lick my lips as seductively as I can. His eyes widen and he plunges his tongue into my mouth. It turns me on how much I can affect him like this. I’ve never wanted to please someone as much as I have wanted to please Jake. He is my world, my song, my dance—my light in the dark. He completes me. I pull my feet up and with my toes, I push under his boxer shorts to push them down.
“How flexible you are, Miss Sinclair.”
“Only for you, Mr Bennett,” I chuckle.
He grabs my nipple and squeezes it. I arch my back and let out a moan. He then traces his hand down to my forever wet pussy and he cups me.
“Only for me. This is mine, Ana. Mine.”
He sinks a finger deep inside me and I’m rooted to the bed at the pleasure running through me.
“Yours Jake,” I answer, breathlessly. “Only yours.”
Chapter 14
After a delicious morning, we finally decided to get up, shower ourselves and get dressed. Jake was determined to take me out so he can buy me some new panties, as he felt guilty for tearing three lots off me so far. I think he was also focused on tearing off some more.
“You know, Jake, I can always go commando from now on.”
We were sat in his Range Rover and he was about to start it up, when he turned to face me. I couldn’t escape the grin on my face as he cocked his eyebrow up at me.
“Don’t start this, Ana, as I will haul your ass out of the car and drag you upstairs again.”
I placed my hand on my knee and gently stroked up my thigh.
“I may actually be going commando right now.”
As I am staring at my hand on my thigh, I see him tightening the grip on his wheel. I love that I can have this effect on him. It turns me on more than he will know.
“Ana, you’re fucking killing me.”
I jump up as I remember something. “That reminds me. How come I can’t swear and yet your Mr Potty Mouth all the time? That isn’t fair.”
He starts the engine up and presses the button for the garage door to open.
“Well now, that’s simple. I am a man and you are a lady, and ladies do not swear. Anyway, I’m sure you like it when I swear. It adds to the caveman qualities you’re always nicely pointing out to me all the time.”
I huff in submission. Why does he have to be so bloody right? What woman wouldn’t love a caveman like Jake? I’ll take him and his domineering self any day of the week, but I wouldn’t let him have the satisfaction of knowing that. I look across at him frowning and he is smiling in satisfaction that he has one over on me.
“Oh look, Ana-Lucia Sinclair rendered speechless at last. Who would have thought?”
I smack his arm.
“Hey, you keep doing that and I may have to report you for domestic violence.”
“Oh shut up Jake,” I growl.
He’s laughing hard now and I can’t help but smile at him. How can I be angry with him for long? He pulls out of the garage and he pushes the button to close the door. We set off, Jake grabbing my hand and holding it near enough the whole journey to the mall. He’s taking me to Tyson’s as he knows I like it there.
We find a parking space after a while of looking. It’s a Saturday afternoon, so of course it’s going to be heaving with people. We climb out and the heat just hits you with more force than ever, especially after being in such a comfortable air conditioned car. I shut my door and I’m catapulted into hard taut muscles of Jake’s chest. He traces his hand from my hair down to my back and squeezes me into him—green eyes like pools of lust burning into my soul.
“Do you know how damn sexy you look, Ana? You’re like a drug; I can’t ever seem to get enough of you. I could easily have you right now over the car.”
My breathing hitches up a few notches as he bends down to kiss me. The kiss is fierce like he is staking his claim. He owns me and he knows it.
Out of breath I finally manage to utter the words, “Ok, take me now, Jake.”
He pulls back and laughs. “As much as I really want to, we can’t do such lewd acts in public—and besides, no one gets to see my Ana in the throes of passion other than me. Now come on, let’s get you these panties so I can rip them off you when we get home.”