56.

-HER-

“What happened, Jake?” I ask him after pulling back, sounding out of breath. He places a hand behind my neck before firmly resting his forehead against mine and closing his eyes. The sparks that run through my body now resemble strong waves of electricity.

As expected, I am on his lap again. My legs are folded on either of his sides while his hands are on my hips.

I shift my hands from his shoulder to his cheeks. I gently rub my thumbs over his cheeks, feeling those delirious sparks. He keeps his eyes closed and continues to take several deep breaths.

“Jake?” I whisper. He slowly moves before pressing his lips against mine again. I peck his lips before I make him look at me, “What happened, Jake?” I ask him gently while looking into his pitch-black eyes.

Possessiveness is overflowing his eyes. I shiver under their intensity and also, the way he looks at me fervently. His jaw is ticking. I can tell that he is mad. Something must have happened inside the building because he looked pissed as soon as he had stepped out of the office.

“Mate?” I whisper and instantly feel his fingers dig into my hips while he pulls me closer to his body. My front is completely pressed against his. I could almost feel our hearts beating in a synced rhythm. He searches my face before trying to kiss me again.

“Jake,” I place a finger on his lips before asking him again, “What happened inside? Please tell me?” I keep my voice a whisper, as gentle as possible. He continues to watch me, the intensity of his eyes increasing every passing second.

“Nothing,” He mutters before trying to kiss me again.

“Yes, something happened inside. Your change in behaviour says that” I state, poking his nose. He jerks his head back a bit. My eyes drift to the huge brown envelope lying in the back seat. He had walked out of the office with that in his hand. Maybe it has something to do with that? I am trying my best to figure out but there’s no find so far.

“Does it have something to do with that?” I ask him when he didn’t answer my previous question. I try to reach for the back seat but his hold on me is pretty strong. I don’t even move an inch away from him.

“No,” He grumbles before burying his nose in the crook of my neck.

“Jake,” I couldn’t help but whine at his lack of answers. It’s slowly starting to annoy me now, “Are you going to give me hickeys again?” I frown while I try to peel him off me but my sensibility is almost thrown out of the window when his canines scrape against my skin. I swallow a moan as I try to fight the wave of pleasure that threatens to drown me in lust. We cannot do it in his car.

“Jake!” I try to protest but his name ends up sounding more like a moan. This encourages him to continue decorating my neck with his marks. I press my lips in a thin line when another moan threatens to slip past it.

I am slowly starting to feel hotter while the juncture between my thighs grows wetter. My southern lips are begging to be kissed the same way he kisses me and leaves me breathless. Tingles shoot through my folds, begging for attention. I couldn’t snap my legs close because he is between them.

Instead, the fact that his manhood is somewhere close to my southern lips, makes me want to grind against him. Though I contain myself from doing so. Meanwhile, my folds are weeping for his affection.

“Fvck!” He pulls back abruptly, making me snap out of my sexual haze, “You’re aroused, Cybele,” His sound sounds deeper and guttural. It makes my core clench.

“I am not,” I mumble, peering at him through my eyelashes while blood rushes to my cheeks. Both of us know that he is right and I am lying.

“I can smell you, Cybele,” He growls at me, not in a threatening way but more on the suggestive side. More and more blood rushes to my cheeks. I could tell that I resemble a tomato now. His heated gaze doesn’t make the situation any better for me.

Am I being tested?

“Can you put me down?” I mumble while my vagina is screaming at me to do something. I can do many things to satisfy it but I don’t think it would be appropriate in the car… with Jake in it.

Well, Jake can do the work for me.

Or maybe, not this time. I try my best to hold on to my senses while the overwhelming lust tries to throw it out of the car. It’s becoming more and more like a game of tug and war. I am fighting the lust but so far, I haven’t made any progress in it, least a victory.

“No,” He growls. If I didn’t get off his lap then I would end up in deep trouble because my self-control was slowly abandoning me.

“Jake, please,” I whimper, not being able to take it. I had never felt so needy before. I wanted to do something so bad.

“Are you turned on?” He asks instead, his eyes never leave me. I press my lips in a thin line to contain another whimper. I am at the edge of dying of sexual frustration.

“Yes,” I breathe. His eyes darken a bit before he smirks. A small click is heard before the driver’s seat tilts back a bit and so does he. He then places me right over him so that my core is aligned with his bulge. He is so fast in his actions that I don’t get the time to react.

When he shifts me a bit and my core brushes against his hardness, I let out a whimper. Only so many layers of fabric are keeping us apart.

“My car smells of your arousal,” He grumbles lowly in my ear. Even though there are several layers of fabric in between us, his hardness still manages to poke through it.

His lips find mine again and when we kiss this time, I am almost in flames.


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