Deceived (Free Indeed Book 2), page 17
“Jake,” Cara whispered, cutting him off. His eyes popped open and focused intently on her own. The blazing intensity she saw there lit a fire in her soul. “Kiss me.” The left side of his mouth rose in a half smile. “Touch me.” His eyes flashed at her words. “Make love to me, Jake.”
He needed no further encouragement. His mouth lowered to hers and consumed her thoroughly. Their tongues tangled along with their bodies as they explored and familiarized each other with every nook and cranny there was to find.
His hand that was waiting patiently below her breast pushed up and pulled the cup of her bra down exposing her to his gaze. Cupping her in the palm of his hand, he kneaded her breast softly almost reverently at first and then more insistently as their kiss deepened. When his fingers found her nipple, they gently teased the extended tip causing her to gasp at the sensation coursing through her body.
At the sound, Jake pulled both hands from what they were doing and used them to reach down and pull at the hem of her shirt. Cara shifted so she could raise her arms enough that he could push the shirt above her head and toss it to the floor below. Both of his hands returned to her body and one reached around her back to unclasp the back of her bra. His fingers trailed up her shoulder blades, pulling the straps free as they slid across her skin until the bra slipped enough for him to remove it completely. With a toss, it quickly joined the shirt on the ground.
God, she loved his hands on her body. He made her feel on fire. It had to be the most amazing feeling she had ever experienced. Gentleness and power infused his hands all at once and made her body want to cry out to be touched.
His arms dropped again, this time one went around her back and the other beneath her legs. With a quick tug, she was up in his arms. As he stood, her arms reached up to clasp around his neck. Surprised eyes stared up into his face, but he just grinned down at her and gave her a mischievous wink. Jake turned and strode out of the living room with determined purpose, down the hallway until they reached the bedroom. Entering the room, he walked up to the bed and softly lay her on the comforter.
Cara smiled up at him as he quickly joined her, covering her body with his own. Without delay, his mouth lowered itself, this time to her breast as he laved attention to the soft mound, kissing and sucking the nipple deep into his mouth. Overcome with the sensations sweeping throughout her body, Cara’s hands reached out and threaded themselves through his hair, pulling his head even tighter against her.
Teeth softly bit down on the sensitive bud, causing her to cry out in torturous bliss. She was so close to exploding just from the attention he was administering to her breasts. Jake, sensing that she wasn’t going to last much longer, took one hand and lowered it down her stomach and into the waistband of her shorts. Down, down until his fingers found their way to her mound. His thumb pressed firmly against her clit, and that was all she needed.
The world around her exploded in a flash of color and all-consuming ecstasy. Back arched off of the bed, arms clenched around his back, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. When her body finally went slack and lowered back onto the bed, her eyes lazily opened and peered up into Jake’s grinning gaze above her. His stare burned down at her with a blazing intensity. Passion smoldering beneath the surface just waiting to burst free and consume them both.
Words weren’t needed. Promises weren’t needed. All they needed in this moment was each other. Cara dragged one hand up his back until it settled on the nape of his neck. Pulling his head toward her, she met it halfway in a hard, deep kiss.
A groan sounded in the back of his throat, urging her on as she devoured his mouth. Jake’s hands dropped to her shorts, pushing them along with her delicate lace panties off her trim hips. Their kiss momentarily broke as he pulled back to remove her clothing from her toned legs, and then reached back over his shoulder to grab the back of his henley in his fist. With a quick tug, he jerked the shirt over his head and tossed it to the side.
Oh God, his chest was amazing. A six pack that a bodybuilder would be proud of stared back at her. Obviously, he wasn’t just slumming in the backwoods of Free Indeed all of this time. The man had muscles on top of muscles, and her hands itched to run themselves all over each and every one.
The sound of Jake clearing his throat broke her from her perusal. Her eyes jerked up to his face to see Jake’s eyes twinkling back at her in amusement.
“Like what you see?”
Finally realizing her mouth was hanging open, Cara snapped it shut as a soft blush spread across her cheeks. “Um, yeah, you could say that,” she grinned. “You could say I like it very much.”
Not wasting a moment, Cara did an ab curl forward to grab hold of the waistband of his jeans. With a flick of her wrist, she undid the button of his pants and then slid the zipper down. Jake turned slightly to the side to push his pants and boxers off of his sexy hips and off of his legs to the floor below.
Throwing him the most inviting come hither look that she could manage, she tried to seduce him forward. Although, based off of the sexy grin on his face and the twinkle in his eyes, it wasn’t needed in the slightest.
Come hither he did and without delay.
Jake lowered his head to her navel and placed a gentle kiss there before climbing up her body with his own. Now with nothing between them, the sensations were so much more powerful.
In invitation, Cara let her legs fall to each side and Jake situated himself between them. She could feel his throbbing member probe her, seeking entrance into her core.
“Jake,” she whispered, “I need you.”
His eyes found hers in a stare so deep they seemed bottomless. With one thrust he entered her.
Cara gasped at the intrusion before her body instantly relaxed and accepted him.
Oh God, did he feel good.
Almost without thinking, her legs raised and wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling him even deeper into her body. With each delicious inch he penetrated, the more amazing he felt.
He pulled back slightly and then in one last thrust impaled himself fully.
They both stilled for a moment, just enjoying the feel of each other before they started to move. Their movements flowed together in tandem as they pleasured each other.
“Damn Cara,” Jake moaned her name, “you feel amazing.”
One of Cara’s hands reached up to grab hold of his bicep while the other threaded through his hair. Over and over again his cock entered her as his tongue invaded her mouth. It was too much.
“Jake—oh God, Jake,” a gasp broke free of her throat as she ground her pussy against him. “It’s too much—too much!”
“Then come apart for me, baby.” His head slipped down until it rested in the crook of her neck. She heard his soft whisper in her ear, “I’ve got you.”
And just with those words, she exploded once again. Her back arched off the bed as her head dropped back in ecstasy. Cara let out a scream of pleasure as wave after wave of sheer bliss enveloped her.
At her cry, Jake thrust into her one last time before toppling over the edge with her. Cara could feel his mouth open against her neck as his shout of pleasure washed over her.
They stayed that way just holding each other as they regained their breath. Finally Jake shifted his body to turn over onto his back taking Cara with him. He twisted her, so her front was lying against his right side. Tucking her under his arm, he pulled her close until their bodies touched from chest to toe.
Cara lay in Jake’s arms with her head on his chest. His heartbeat thudded comfortingly in her ear as his hand trailed lazily down her arm.
She didn’t want to move. If the world just stopped right here, right now, Cara was pretty sure she’d be the most content person on the planet. No more worries about douchebag stepdads or concerns about whether or not someone was going to kill her. Just her and Jake lying next to each other, indulging in each other for the rest of time.
Damn, that sounded heavenly.
“I don’t want to move,” Cara muttered contentedly.
A soft chuckle came from the chest beneath her. “Unfortunately, we don’t have much of a choice. We need to get Zoe to the shelter.”
“Okaaay,” she drew out the word on a sigh. “Dammit, I’m gonna miss my little cutie-cat.”
Jake’s head leaned forward to press a kiss against her temple. “I know, baby. We’ll check in with her after this is all over, ok?” he promised.
“Ok.” At least that perked up her spirits a little bit. Just knowing that she’d see the little kitten again made giving her up a tad bit easier. “But I’m including a makeshift tag so they know her name is Zoe. If they tried to name her something else, they’d probably just confuse her.”
Jake laughed at her determined expression. “Let’s go get Zoe the help she needs.” His arms tightened around her waist as he drew her into a big comforting hug. A second later he pulled back just enough so she could see the twinkle in his eyes. “Then maybe on the way back we’ll stop and get you another piece of that chocolate-peanut butter pie.”
Cara shot him a grateful smile for his attempt to make her feel better. After all, nothing helped perk up a girl’s spirits like chocolate-peanut butter pie.
Chapter 16
Dressed in uniform, Jake sat perched on the edge of a desk inside the Serenity Police Department. The casual, lounging persona that he was trying to give off was just a facade for the nervous tension building inside. Gideon and Paul were here, and all three of them were waiting for the sheriff to return with Allie in tow.
Sheriff Bowman back at Free Indeed came through, and the order of extradition was submitted. The dirty sheriff went all gung ho with the list of charges against Allie too. Not only did they claim she stole two hundred fifty thousand dollars from Gideon, but they also listed her as the primary suspect in the murder of Gideon’s accountant. A man who suspiciously had turned up dead just as Allie stole the money and fled.
Obviously, Allie didn’t kill the man. In fact, Jake was pretty certain that Gideon had done that deed, but again, without evidence, he couldn’t do anything about it. But to try and pin that on Allie, that was just dirty, plain and simple.
The call came in from Gideon earlier this morning that they were to meet up at the police department to take Allie into custody. Apparently, since he was the equivalent of Free Indeed PD, he was supposed to have the pleasure of arresting her once the sheriff brought her in.
He wasn’t really sure how he was going to get Allie away from the other two men, but he was determined Gideon would not be leaving this building with her. Cara was waiting in a car in the back parking lot, ready to make a quick getaway if needed. Hopefully, a situation would present itself so he could pass off Allie to her. The good news was, through Cara’s research yesterday, Sheriff Donaldson came through clean as could be. So they should be able to trust him and count on him with whatever happened next. That made it two against two if it came down to a fight. Those odds were much better than if he was all on his own.
Jake watched as Paul stood up from where he had been sitting in the waiting area and walked casually toward the receptionist’s desk. Amy, she had introduced herself as, looked up from the paperwork she was filing to watch Paul walk across the floor.
“Is there something I can help you with?” she asked as he approached.
“No, I’m good,” Paul replied stepping past the desk and rounding the corner, so he now stood directly behind her.
Fear flashed across the woman’s face as her gaze darted between the three men that she was alone in the room with. Small town sheriff’s offices have to suck. The staff only seemed to be made up of three people, and the deputy was out handing out speeding tickets or something, so that just left Amy by herself.
Obviously, her instincts were working perfectly based off of how nervous Paul was making her right now. Amy tried to stand to her feet and walk away calmly, but Paul roughly grabbed her arm and thrust her back into her chair.
“Now where do you think you’re going?” He leaned forward until his face was inches from her own.
“I—I need to check in with the deputy,” she stammered nervously.
“Now that’s not nice, to up and leave when you have out of town guests in front of you. Where’s that neighborly spirit that you’re all supposed to be famous for?”
Now visibly trembling, Amy tried valiantly to keep her shaky voice under control. “Would you like something to eat? BB-Dub’s makes the best burgers and pie this side of the Mississippi. I’d be more than happy to get you gentlemen some.”
“Nope, I think we’re all just fine how we are.” Paul’s hand moved deftly toward his waistband under his coat. “Why don’t you just get back to work doing what you were doing?” His hand reached under the hem of his jacket and pulled out a handgun.
“Gideon,” Jake’s warning tone interrupted the silence. His own hand moved closer to the gun at his hip. Gideon needed to keep his man under control. The last thing they needed was a shootout or hostage situation in the local police station.
“Don’t worry about it,” Gideon cut him off with a seemingly carefree wave of his hand. “Paul has everything under control.” With a look in Jake’s direction, he continued, “Give me your gun. I’m going to get the drop of the sheriff and Allie from behind when they walk in.”
Well damn. This was not looking good at all. Now it wasn’t just a simple transfer of prisoner, now it was a full-blown hostile situation with a ready-made hostage. Double damn. As much as Jake didn’t want to turn his weapon over to the other man, he didn’t really see any other option in resisting. Now was not the time to try and take them down, not with Paul holding a gun on an innocent woman.
Jake pulled his gun from the holster and reluctantly handed it over to Gideon who then took up position next to the door.
Just in time, Paul leveled the gun at Amy moments before the sound of approaching footsteps sounded outside the door. The hidden gun was behind the woman’s back, so when anyone walked in, they wouldn’t be able to see it. Hopefully, the sheriff was as good as his dossier said he was and he’d pick up on the tension of the situation anyway.
The door pushed open with a jingle from the bell above, and Jake watched as the sheriff stepped inside followed closely by Allie. Uncertainty was written all over her face with just a hint of stubborn pride peeking through. Good for her. She had learned to stick up for herself since she left the community. All of the women were so whipped into submission; free thinking was either preached or beaten out of them. For Allie to look at Gideon, the damn patriarch of all people, with that look of defiance in her eyes would get her punished for sure. He was proud of her. Proud that she had the guts to leave everything behind and to come all this way and set up a new life for herself.
Allie’s gaze darted quickly around the room taking in as much as she could at once. She wouldn’t be able to see Gideon. He was waiting silently to the right of the door they had just entered. But considering how much fury was emanating from his body right now as his eyes glared in absolute hatred at his daughter, she had to be feeling that even if she didn’t see him.
He watched as her eyes flitted around the room till they landed on Paul where her body visibly stiffened. Yeah, Paul had that effect on people, the bastard. When this was all over, if he found out Paul had ever laid a finger on Allie, he was going to give the scumbag a very special beating. Her gaze dropped to where Amy sat frozen in her chair wide-eyed and looking completely terrified. Paul stood directly behind the poor woman with one hand firmly placed on her shoulder. Jake knew Allie couldn’t see the gun pointed at the woman’s back, but knowing the people she lived with as well as she did, she probably had a damn good idea why the woman was so afraid right now.
As her eyes moved on to his own, Jake saw a flash of recognition cross her face. He could tell she didn’t fear him and that made him glad. God knows, the last thing he wanted to do was be lumped in the same category as all the other Free Indeed male assholes.
Before anyone had a chance to speak, Gideon’s hand flashed out from where he was waiting beside the door and clenched tightly onto Allie’s right arm. He roughly jerked Allie away from the doorway and spun her around to face him. Jake winced as he heard her gasp from the sting of pain her father’s grip caused. Despite the fear she had to be feeling at seeing the man again, Allie looked up to bravely meet her father’s evil gaze dead on.
The sheriff started to reach for his gun but abruptly stopped as Paul raised his arm from behind the receptionist to show the gun he was holding to the rest of the room. His arm lifted until the gun coldly pressed against the woman’s head. A terrified whimper escaped Amy’s lips at the contact as her eyes flew up to the meet the sheriff’s.
Leaving his gun where it was, the sheriff instead held his hands out in front of him in a show of submission. “Let’s all stay calm here. No one needs to get hurt,” he calmly said to Paul.
“Close the door,” Paul commanded.
The sheriff reached behind him to swing the door shut before turning his focus back on the men in the room.
Paul smirked at the man, feeling very confident with his show of power by holding a gun to an innocent, terrified woman’s head and threatening her. Next to Allie, Gideon tightened his grip on her arm holding her securely in place with one hand while grasping a gun with the other.
With his free hand, Paul gestured for the sheriff to step further into the room. Not wanting to aggravate the situation, the sheriff took a couple of steps forward, and Gideon shifted to move up behind him with Allie in tow.
“What is it you gentlemen need—” the sheriff’s words were cut off when Gideon raised the hand holding his gun and slammed it heavily into the back of the sheriff’s head.
Allie gasped as the sheriff’s unconscious form fell to the floor at her feet. Another whimper sounded from Amy at the sight of the fallen sheriff as tears started to spill down her cheeks.
Tension filled the room as Gideon raised his gun and pointed it at the unconscious sheriff’s head.
