I was rewarded by a hot jet of pure Jake. I lapped it up eagerly, swallowing his seed and pulling gently at the tip while my hands worked his shaft and balls. He was shaking, his hips rocking out of tempo as I kept going, wanting to get every last drop.
Finally he cursed and yanked me to my feet.
“You’re still hard,” I said in wonder as his rod poked me in the stomach, clearly wanting to get inside me.
“Yes, Elle. I am,” he said in a rough voice, bending me forward over one of the plush, blue velvet couches. He yanked down my riding pants, causing a tear. I worried about my torn pants for about two seconds as his mouth closed over my bare pussy, his tongue delving quickly inside. He didn’t linger. For once he was just preparing me, muttering sorry about that, but he couldn’t wait.
Well, that made two of us.
“Hurry,” I begged as he positioned himself behind me and thrust deep, filling me completely in one smooth stroke. I gasped with pleasure as he began to fuck me slow but hard. Really hard.
I gripped the cushions and held on for dear life. The feel of him inside me, the fullness, the friction, and the smoothness of his strokes… it was too much. I came almost instantly. Jake cursed and lost all semblance of control. He plowed into me roughly, his practiced thrusts getting jagged and his pace all over the place. He roared as he came inside me, no condom, no warning.
“Jake…”
“I know,” he said, his forehead resting on my back. “I’m sorry if you are upset but I am not sorry.”
“What?” I demanded as I reared up and turned. He was staring at me with an odd look on his face.
“I want a baby with you, Elle. I want everything with you.”
“You… what?”
“I love you, woman! Don’t you know that?”
I glared at him for a heartbeat. Then I melted.
“Oh Jake…”
“It’s your turn to say it,” he grumbled, pulling me into his arms.
“I do love you, you big oaf. Don’t you know that?” I said, throwing his own words back at him.
“Maybe,” he said, kissing me slow and deep.
“I’ll never look at that couch the same way again,” I said with a sleepy smile.
“Should we take this to our bedroom?” He asked in a silky purr.
“And walk through the house like this?” I huffed. “Everyone will know what we were doing.”
“So what? We are together. It’s not like you aren’t my woman.”
“I think not,” I said primly, trying to adjust my clothing. “I don’t need to get a reputation. More than I already have.” I added, recalling how his brothers had found me naked in his bed.
“When we are married, will you let me ravage you in the middle of the day? No matter who knows?”
“Hmmm, maybe,” I allowed. “But that’s not happening anytime soon!”
“We will see about that,” he said mysteriously. I spent the rest of the day crunching numbers, and wondering dreamily what he had meant.
After we snuck into the bedroom for a fresh pair of pants and another round in the sack, of course.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Jake
Six Months Later
I sat at the bar with a prime view of the stage. Black Diamond was about to finish their second set. And at the end of the show, I had a surprise for the lead singer.
Elle kept telling me she hated surprises. But she smiled like a loon when I managed to actually catch her off guard. She also told me she wasn’t going to marry me anytime soon. That was one other thing I would just have to work on… in the most pleasurable way possible.
I looked around the room, seeing Daniel and Jackson smiling and talking to other people in the club. All three of us brothers had opened a music venue in the city, partnering with Albacus, an old family friend. Even Phee and her beau were here. She looked happy as hell, but we still gave Clint a hard time.
We felt like we had to. But it was great all being together again. Especially with my woman there. She shone like a diamond. Soon she would be wearing one, too. Hell, I would cover her in diamonds by the time I was done with her!
No one was more surprised than I was that things had worked out so well. Dad and I had reconciled. He was still weak, but in no immediate danger. I was in love for the first time in my life. The family business was kicking butt. Even Thunder had calmed down enough to be ridden. The lucky stallion was also busy breeding half the mares in the state. Not that I needed more than one. With a girl like Elle, no man could complain or hope for more. I never thought of myself as a one woman man. I hadn’t so much as looked at a mother woman from the moment I laid eyes on my lady.