Saving Jay, page 18
part #3 of Breaking Free Series
Jade and I watched each other. She bit her bottom lip, and I ran my hands down her sides. My heart was pounding in my chest as I fought the urge to be inside her. I wanted to take my time.
Jade
If Jay doesn’t fuck me soon, I might lose my mind.
The rain was beating hard against the roof as Jay and I looked into each other’s eyes. I could see his chest moving faster with each breath as his hands skimmed down my sides. He gripped on to my hips, the tips of his fingers digging into my skin, and I sucked in more air. My body was tingling, and I was so wet that my panties were soaked. I wanted to feel him all over, but his hands were the only things touching me.
Letting go, Jay turned toward the table and pushed our dishes out of the way. My glass tipped over, spilling water onto the floor, but he didn’t seem to care.
“Sit down,” he told me, taking my hand and guiding me to the edge of the table.
I did as I had been told, getting up on my toes, before sliding my ass over the edge and sitting in front of him. His warm hands ran up my thighs, and his eyes were so dark and passionate that I couldn’t look away.
Kneeling down, Jay picked up one of the belts from our robes before standing up again. “Do you trust me?” he asked, holding the belt in one of his hands.
I glanced at it before meeting his gaze. I did. I probably trusted him more than I should. “Yes,” I whispered, keeping my eyes on his.
Jay’s lips lifted on one side, exposing one of his dimples. “Good,” he said before lifting the white belt and putting it over my eyes.
I gasped in surprise as everything went black. The soft material held my eyes closed as he tied it behind my head. I could feel his warm body in front of me, his thighs touching the insides of my knees. The rain sounded louder as it hit the deck outside. Licking my lips, I waited for Jay to make his next move.
“Lie back,” he whispered next to my ear.
I grinned and slowly leaned back, afraid I might knock something over. Jay’s hands helped guide me down, and once my head touched, I relaxed on the hard wood. Jay’s warmth left me, and I felt so exposed, lying there while blindfolded before him.
A few seconds later, I heard movement in the kitchen. The refrigerator door opened and closed, and I worked to control the rhythm of my breaths as I waited. I vaguely heard Jay’s footsteps as he came back into the room. It was hard to hear anything with the storm outside. Jay’s leg brushed mine before he moved to stand between my legs again. I had to fight the urge to talk. I wanted to ask him what he was going to do. I wanted to beg him to touch me, but I also knew the silence was only building the connection between us.
I have to trust him.
I felt Jay leaning forward, his hand moving to the table beside my shoulder. In the next second, something ice cold was on one of my nipples. I inhaled sharply as Jay’s lips wrapped around it, sucking it into his warm mouth. I sighed. The relief from the cold and the pure erotic feeling of having his mouth on me was almost euphoric.
Releasing me, I felt him move again before doing the same to my other nipple. A gust of wind blew outside, and I heard the rain pounding harder against the glass doors as I sucked in another breath. My legs drew in closer to Jay’s as my back arched off the table, my hands curling around the edges of it. I could feel the warmth of Jay’s chest as I drew closer to him, but he pulled away, and I relaxed back onto the table. I was breathing hard again, waiting to feel what he’d do next.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, his voice right above me.
Then, that same cold sensation was right below my belly button, erupting goose bumps onto my skin.
Ice.
I could feel it leaving a trail of cold water as he dragged the ice cube up my stomach and between my breasts. I began panting as my entire body grew tense from the cold. He brought it all the way up my neck and traced my lips before leaning down and kissing me.
My back arched again, and this time I wrapped my legs around Jay’s, trying to draw him closer. I felt him leaning in as his mouth touched mine, and I pressed myself toward him, kissing him hard. Now, I not only wanted him, but I also wanted his warmth. I wanted to feel his body against mine, on top of me. Jay kissed me back, one of his hands cradling the back of my head, as his tongue tangled with mine, awakening every nerve in my body. My heels dug into the backs of his legs, my hips grinding against the bulge in his briefs, as my grip on the edge of the table grew tighter. I wanted to touch him and pull him closer, but I knew he wanted control, and I was willing to give it to him.
Jay nipped my bottom lip between his teeth before he pulled away again. Closing my mouth, I tried to slow my breathing, and I began taking breaths through my nose.
Loud thunder cracked outside, making me jump, just as Jay’s finger grazed over my panties. The wet material felt cool against my warm center, and I lost control of my breath again. Jay hummed as his fingers found my clit and pressed against it, making small circles. The back of my head pressed against the hard table as my entire body focused in on that one touch. I heard Jay suck in a breath as he continued playing with my clit, and then he let a finger slip inside my panties.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled.
Then, his warm mouth wrapped around one of my nipples again. Every touch of Jay’s hand, the caress of his breath against my skin, and his warm mouth on my body were driving me to the edge.
I’d never had a man make me feel so cherished before. I’d never had a man take his time to pleasure me the way Jay did. That thought brought tears to my eyes, and I was thankful for the blindfold.
Jay made a trail of kisses down my stomach as his fingers slowly pulled my panties off of me. My heart began beating faster when his breath caressed my thigh, his tongue making a trail over my sensitive skin. His rough hands rubbed against my inner thighs before separating them just like they had that morning.
I giggled and felt myself blush. I wasn’t used to being that exposed, and it made me nervous.
Jay quickly shut me up when his warm tongue swept from my opening up to my clit where he flicked it back and forth. I gasped in surprise, and his fingers dug into my legs when I tried to move them closer.
Wrapping his mouth around my clit, Jay began sucking as his tongue continued stimulating my bundle of nerves. I was moaning, writhing, and gasping on top of the table as he held my legs still. He didn’t let up until I was coming. When I screamed his name, Jay’s mouth moved to my opening where he began fucking me with his tongue, devouring me like I was his last meal. My orgasm was explosive, and it was one of the most erotic things I’d ever experienced. I had assumed most men didn’t like giving oral sex, but Jay seemed to love it, and his enthusiasm helped me feel more confident.
My legs were shaking as he began kissing a trail down one of them toward my ankle. I smiled when he kissed the arch of my foot and moved on to my other leg. My ass was getting sore on the hard table, but luckily, Jay took my hands and helped pull me up and onto my feet before taking the belt off my eyes. I blinked as they adjusted to the light, and when I finally met Jay’s gaze, I felt myself getting wet all over again. His hooded eyes stared down at me, and his chest was moving fast with his breaths as his hands moved down to grip my hips.
Before he had a chance to give me another command, I turned Jay, so his back was facing his chair, and I guided him backward until he sat down. He didn’t say anything as I got down on my knees in front of him, his swollen cock straining against his briefs. I held his gaze as I reached in and wrapped my hand around his shaft. He sucked in a breath, and my lips lifted into a devious grin.
Having this kind of control over a man like Jay gave me a high I hadn’t expected. I licked my lips as I carefully pulled him out of his shorts. His skin was so soft under my hand as I slowly stroked him from top to bottom, eliciting a groan from deep inside his chest. His dick was so hard that I was dying to feel it inside me, but I was enjoying my newfound power too much. Leaning forward, I flicked my tongue over the tip and tasted his salty pre-cum before I wrapped my lips around him and sucked.
Jay’s head fell back against the chair, and he hissed out a breath as I swirled my tongue around the head of his dick before taking him deeper. I relaxed my throat as I opened my mouth wider, taking him all the way in, and he lifted his head to watch me.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his hand moving to the back of my head where his fingers laced into my hair.
I took my time, moving up and down his length. Every sound he made only encouraged me. The next time I deep-throated him, I hummed, and Jay’s fingers tightened in my hair as his abs tightened.
“God, Jade. That feels so fucking good,” he whispered as I made my way back up.
Before I could continue, Jay had his hands around my shoulders, and he put me back on my feet as he stood up from his chair. In the next second, he leaned down and put his strong arms between my legs. He lifted me, the back of my knees resting in the crooks of his elbows. I squealed and grabbed on to his shoulders as he took my weight. Jay smiled as I laughed on top of him. Leaning down, I kissed him as I moved my hands to grip his hair.
Pulling away, he said, “Let me in.”
I snaked my hand down between us and positioned him at my opening. Jay and I watched each other as he slowly lowered me onto his dick. I held on tight, moaning, as he filled me. Jay’s eyes turned hungry as he glanced down at my lips and lifted me again. We both gasped, his arms flexing, as he began moving me in a slow, steady rhythm.
I’d never had sex like this before. It felt so intimate, and he was hitting spots inside of me that I’d never known existed. Watching him lift me with such ease was a total turn-on. His body was like a work of art, every muscle so tight and toned.
I could feel another orgasm coming as Jay began moving me faster on top of him. His eyebrows furrowed, and his jaw clenched, as he started fucking me harder. His hands gripped on to my back, pulling me closer. I leaned down and held his head in my hands as I kissed him again and came all over him. I moaned into his mouth as he took a few steps toward the couch and dropped me onto my back. Bracing himself over me, Jay’s lips hovered over mine while he continued fucking me. He pulled away, and I watched him as he grunted and cursed, his thrusts slowing, as he came inside me.
When he opened his eyes again, Jay looked down at me, and I felt a ripple of energy move through my spirit. He wasn’t just looking. He was seeing me.
Jay
Jade and I were naked under the covers in one of the beds at my beach house. Her head was on my chest while mine was propped up on pillows, and we both watched the ocean through the large windows across the room.
I’d never felt more at peace than I did with Jade in my arms. She brought a balance to my life that I’d never had before. I stroked my fingers over her bare arm as she draped her warm leg across mine.
“This has been the best day ever,” she said, snuggling in closer.
“It has.”
I felt her smile against my chest, and even without seeing it, I could feel its effect.
“I can’t believe we’ve only known each other for a week,” she said before turning herself over to look at me.
I brushed her hair out of her eyes, and I studied them. I didn’t want that realization to scare her off. “I wish I had met you sooner,” I admitted, tracing the edge of her jaw with my thumb.
“Yeah?” Her face lit up with a smile, and her hazel eyes brightened.
“Yeah.”
“Would you have dated me back then? Like when you were in high school?”
“Yes. I would’ve wanted you just as much then as I do now.” I paused, my gaze moving to her mouth, as I thought about all the women I had used in my past. “I would have hurt you though.”
Jade’s smile faded, and I looked into her eyes again.
“I don’t ever want to hurt you.”
She leaned into my touch as I stroked my thumb over her cheek, my fingers curling into her hair.
“Do you believe me?”
“Yes.”
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I had been holding and rolled over, surprising Jade. She laughed in my arms, and I watched her with a smile.
The rain was still coming down outside, and I hoped it would never stop. I would be happy to never leave the bed again as long as Jade was in it with me. With her soft skin so warm against mine, we fit together perfectly.
Leaning down, I kissed the spot right above her heart and whispered, “I promise to be careful.”
Jade
It was Monday morning, and I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, after Jay had dropped me off at my apartment. I felt like I’d just woken up from a long dream. Every cell in my body was vibrating, buzzing with new energy.
When I was with Jay, I would forget about everything else. From the moment he’d first walked into my shop, it was like the fog around me began to lift. The broken, damaged woman I’d become was slowly disappearing, and I could feel myself emerging again.
But in these moments when I was alone, I could feel the hurt creeping back in. I’d remember how quickly I’d fallen for Damon and how painful it had been when he didn’t catch me. As much as I’d tried to ignore my doubts, I still had them about whether or not Jay and I could really make this work. I didn’t know if I was ready to risk my heart again, but the fucked-up thing was, I didn’t really have a choice. Jay had stolen my heart before I’d even noticed it was missing.
The way he had opened up to me made me believe his intentions were genuine, but I could also see he still carried a lot of hurt and anger toward his father. From experience, I knew that I could easily become the target of those feelings if he didn’t deal with them. I had to find a way to give Jay and me a fair chance without becoming a victim all over again.
I hate how my relationship with Damon has me question everything that makes me happy.
Sitting up, I sighed as I took a hair tie out of my pocket and pulled my unruly hair back into a messy bun.
Marcus and Asia were going to meet me at the shop in a little over an hour. Marcus had emailed me the painting he wanted tattooed on him, and I had taken some time at Jay’s to start my sketch, but I needed to do a little more to it before it would be ready.
Jay
Everything looked different when I was happy. There was beauty everywhere, even in the shit I’d never taken the time to notice before, like the trees outside the window of my downtown office. I was sitting at my desk, staring at them, as I thought about Jade—the way her eyelashes brushed my skin when I held her, the floral sent of her soft hair, the way her plump lips felt when pressed against mine. I’d never been so open with anyone before, and the fact that she’d accepted me despite my flaws meant more to me than I could describe.
I’d dropped Jade off at her apartment around nine thirty, and I hadn’t gotten to work until ten.
Kristine had already been working at her desk when I’d arrived, and she had given me a curious look as I walked past, but besides her usual greeting, she’d said nothing. We had worked together for a few years, and I still knew very little about her. She was too professional to discuss her personal life with me, and I had been too closed off and distracted to ask.
About thirty minutes later, there was a knock at my door.
“Come in.”
Kristine walked in with her iPad and sat down across from me. She was always impeccably dressed, her skirts and blouses in perfect condition with matching high heels on her feet.
“I’ve got everything covered since I expect to be at Expressions all day.”
“Thank you. I appreciate you doing that for me. Jade is grateful for the help.”
“It’s no problem. It’ll be nice to get out of the office,” she said, smiling.
After her trip to LA, Kristine and I had discussed her promotion, and we’d agreed that she would take over all of my West Coast operations. That included three restaurants and a modeling agency. It would definitely be a big help and free up a lot of my time.
“Red has officially been passed on to Faith, but I suspect that she might need our help with getting things organized. So, please, make sure she gets it.”
Kristine nodded as she made a note on her iPad.
“And if you need anything from me…” I paused as she looked up at me. “Don’t hesitate to ask.”
“Thank you, Mr. Clarke.”
I shook my head and chuckled. “Please, call me Jay.”
She opened her mouth to argue, but I held my hand up to stop her. “I want you to hire a new assistant for me and for yourself.”
Her mouth fell open for a second before she regained her composure.
“You’re going to be my partner now, not my assistant, which means you need to start addressing me like one.”
She smirked as she glanced down at her iPad. “Yes, Jay,” she muttered as she started typing more notes.
“I’m going to be working here for most of the day. Feel free to call if you run into any problems.”
Kristine nodded as she stood up, tucking her iPad beneath her arm. I peered up at her when she didn’t move.
“I just wanted to say, thank you for believing in me. I won’t let you down.”
“I know you won’t.”
Kristine gave me a small smile, and I noticed her eyes glossing over with tears before she turned around to leave.
“Oh, and you got another call from Jessica Lewis this morning,” she told me as she paused at the door.
“Okay. Thank you.”
Jessica had called me a few times over the past month, but I hadn’t responded. I’d seen her around the country club from time to time, but I always tried to avoid her as much as possible. The night she and I had gone to the charity ball, the same night I’d ruined things with Asia, Jessica had told me she wanted to be more than friends. Apparently, her story about being heartbroken and needing a friend had just been her way of getting what she wanted. It wasn’t until then when I’d realized her true colors. She was manipulative and spoiled, and she was good at hiding it.
