With a shrug, I walk over to Jake, and as I do, I notice Tony and James staring at me. I give them a tentative smile before passing Jake and walking out into the garden. Although his angry expression has me on edge, I’m determined to play it cool. I’m just about to ask how I can help when I’m yanked around to the side of the house. Before I can even blink, we’re alone. No one can see us from this angle.
At first, I can’t breathe. I’m startled by the force of nature which is Jake, hovering over me. Without a word, he pins me up against the wall. I barely have any time to breathe and take in what’s happening before he asks, “What the fuck do you think you are doing?”
I can’t believe he’s yelling at me again. One minute, he doesn’t want to know me, the next minute, he can’t keep his hands off me, and then he’s blowing me off again. Now this?
“What the hell are you talking about? Fuck you!”
I don’t normally like to swear, but he has my anger at a boiling point. How dare he behave this way towards me?
His face instantly hardens as he leans close to my ear. I can feel his hot breath on the side of my neck. “Don’t fucking talk to me like that. What the fuck were you doing with Tony?” He holds my wrist tightly, causing me to moan a little. Hearing this, he pushes himself deep against my crotch.
My pulse quickens, and I can’t seem to focus. I’m so turned on that I think I might pass out. My anger is now coupled with lust, but I can’t let him see me back down. He may be the alpha male, but I’m definitely going to match him as an alpha female.
“What do you care, arsehole? Get off me now before I scream.”
I don’t really want him off me at all. What I really want is for him to take me up against this wall … hard.
I will let him have me however and whenever he wants me. I’m determined not to let him know this, but I’m more than aware that my body is giving me away.
As if reading my mind, Jake suddenly answers that question. “You’re telling me you want me off you, but your quivering body is telling me otherwise. I don’t think I can let you go.”
I’m trying desperately to process what he’s saying. Does he mean now, or in general? This man’s like a yo-yo, and it’s driving me crazy. I’m not sure what to think anymore.
He presses himself even deeper into me, and I can feel how hard he is. I gasp, immediately releasing all the trapped air in my lungs.
Jake smiles after witnessing my reaction to him and reaches his hand up to touch my face. My breathing quickens as he trails his fingers across my cheek and down towards my neck. “Does Tony do this to you when he touches you?”
He knows he doesn’t.
He slides his hand down my chest and places it on my heart. “Does Tony make your heart beat the way yours is pounding through your chest right now?” I’m dripping wet for him, and he bloody well knows it. No one could ever be able to make me feel the way he makes me feel.
Closing my eyes, he trails his hand farther down to cup my breast. I moan as he squeezes my hardened nipple. “Does anyone make your nipples as hard as they are for me now?” His face brushes ever so slightly against mine as he leans in closer to whisper in my ear. “Well, do they?”
I moan again as he squeezes my nipple and caresses my breast again. This is just too delicious. My body’s practically screaming out for more. “No one,” I breathe. How I manage to get the words out is beyond me.
My body’s shaking from the sweet anticipation of his next touch. I need him to touch me again, and soon, before I explode.
He runs his hand down from my breast and grips firmly at my curves. An incoherent squeal leaves my lips. Wow, he certainly knows exactly what buttons to press.
“Do you want me to take you? Do you want to feel me inside you?”
Oh, my God. Yes, please! my body yells.
I manage to gasp out a “yes,” as he trails kisses down the side of my neck. He’s managing to hit erogenous zones I never knew existed.
“I can’t stop thinking about me burying myself inside you. Your body screams at me to touch it. It’s so hard to say no. I can’t say no.” He runs his hand over my hip and around towards my arse before squeezing me against his hard erection. My leg involuntarily moves up around his waist, and he holds it there, digging his hips even deeper. My whole body’s about to catch fire any minute. This is too torturous for words.
“No one gets to touch you, Ana. No one, except me. You got that?” I breathe out deeply before nodding my head. He notices my reaction but doesn’t look too happy. “I need to hear you say the words. I need to hear you tell me your mine and mine only. No one else gets to move their hands over your body the way I’m doing right now. No one else gets to kiss that sweet fucking neck of yours. No one else gets to even breathe on you. And—just so there’s no fucking room for misunderstanding—” he begins as he moves his hand in between us and cups my pussy, startling me, “no one else ever gets to go anywhere near this.” He rubs his hand over my mound, making me moan aloud. “This. Is. Mine.” He rubs a little more, making my body tremble with need. “Say it, Ana. Say the words.”
Feeling like I might explode, I look Jake dead in the eyes before saying “I’m yours. No one else’s. I’ve always been yours.”
Obviously satisfied with what he hears, he kisses me hard. It isn’t a tender kiss by any means. It’s unyielding, passionate and definitely possessive. Almost as if he’s staking his claim. He’s marking me with just one gloriously heated, intense kiss.
My heart quickens, and my body is about to explode. I reach my hands up and thread my fingers through his hair, squeezing him to me. I hear a growl escape from him as our kiss becomes fierce. It’s almost as if we can’t get enough of each other.
Suddenly, he pulls away from me, panting. His eyes are like turquoise fire. “I seem to forget where I am when I’m around you. We’re having a barbecue, and we’re the hosts. We can’t do this now. We’ll get caught. I will talk to you later.” He quickly adjusts himself, leaving me panting on the side of the wall. “And don’t you fucking go near Tony!” With that, he storms off.
What in the hell just happened? I’m still clueless as to what’s going on inside this man’s head. He seems to want to claim me, and at the same time, he is running away from the situation. I’m angry with him and myself for allowing him to see just how much of an effect he has on me.
Suddenly feeling brave, I decide to up the ante. “Well, Mr. Bennett, we will just see about that, won’t we?”
I gather myself together and walk around to the back of the house. At the pool area, there are lots of people chatting. Bill’s wife, Alison, notices me, and her sweet smile greets me. “Ana, lovely to see you. How have you been? You look fabulous.”
I smile. “Thank you. You look lovely too.” Alison is fifty-four and looks fantastic for her age. She has short blonde hair and lovely, light-brown eyes which almost seem to sparkle.
“How has work been? I heard it’s been pretty intense with this killer on the loose. Bill is really cut up about the whole thing and doesn’t talk about it much. Have you heard any updates at all?”