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“Jake!” Her whimper pulls me back from the past and I realize what my girl wants. I twist onto my back, and allow her to recreate the memory. Only this time… it’s so much better because I know that from now until death do us part, she’s mine.
CHAPTER 11
Maisy
I’m so nervous I think I may be sick. It feels like prom night all over again, and I’m about to pretend to have a stomachache and ask Jake to take me home. I set this up as a surprise, but now I’m having second thoughts.
I check my phone again and my stomach twists tighter. He’s late and there’s still no message from him. I look back up at the front entrance and watch the door for what feels like an eternity. The hotel is quiet right now. I’m the only one standing in the lobby. Thank goodness, because if people saw me in this tight satin strapless mini dress, they might think I’m a prostitute. I mean, I won’t be getting paid for it, but once I get my man in that room, I have every intention of behaving like a whore.
Finally, he comes walking in, and my nerves unwind. For a minute, I thought he was going to stand me up once I sent him the address of where I wanted us to meet. But he didn’t. And not only that, but he showed up looking like a million bucks. In his jeans and a T-shirt with his leather cut on, he’s a danger to my panties. But right now, in a dress shirt and black slacks with his tats showing under his rolled-up sleeves. Whoa… I’m about to drop to my knees right in this lobby and worship him like a sex god.
“I’m sorry I’m late, babe. I wanted to pick something up before I came.”
“I was starting to worry that maybe you didn’t want to come back here. I…”
He places his lips over mine, stopping the rest of my words from breaking past his tongue.
“Sorry. I should have texted, babe. I was rushing to get my errand done so I could get here and I never looked at the time. When I got your text and realized what you planned for us, the wind fucking got knocked out of me. I’ve wanted to burn this place down every damn time I walk by it. But now, getting a do-over with you, it may become one of my new favorite spots in this town.”
Yeah, for he and I both. I’ve hated this place and had the same fantasies of it burning to the ground or it getting bulldozed into a pile of rubble. But now…I smile at the thought of renting a room here for a couple of hours every once in a while to fuck my man like a whore and then return home to our cabin and play Suzy Homemaker, making him supper and cuddling with him on the sofa. It’s only been a few days, yet I’ve somehow managed to become domesticated, and I love it.
“I think we should go to our room now, Jake.” I thought maybe we’d have dinner first before we went upstairs, but I think food can wait. With as yummy as he looks, I need a taste of him first.
The nerves start tightening again as we approach the door. I slide the key card into the slot and when the light turns green, I find myself hesitating.
“Baby…” His soft voice nuzzles against my neck as his lips press against my pulse point. “We don’t have to do this. If you’re not feeling up to it, I’ll take you home and hold you all night.”
God, it’s just like we’re back to prom night. Only this time, I’m not going to run scared.
“I want to,” I say, stepping into the room. “I’ve just never done this before, and I’m a bit nervous. I want to give you my virginity, but I’m scared.”
His sexy smirk floods me with warmth, smoothing out the kinks that were forming in my stomach.
“We role-playing here, babe? Just need to know if I need to act like a bumbling nervous fool as I touch the hottest girl I’ve ever known. Because back then, I was an anxious wreck every time we were together. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing.”
I smile at the memory of how we were together. That makes two of us because I was always just as nervous. But I don’t ever recall him bumbling around. He knew exactly what to do to get me off.
“No. I’m not playing, Jake. I’m being serious. I’ve never…um… I’ve never let anyone inside my…um…” Damn, I’m so nervous to say this. “Inside my rear entrance. And I want you to be my first.”
His eyes grow wide before they turn molten hot and sizzle right through me. He moves in closer, pulling me against his front and showing me exactly what that little piece of information has done to him.
“You telling me no one has ever been inside this sexy little ass before?” He cups the part of me that’s still a virgin, and I nod my head. “Fuck! Baby, you have no idea what knowing that does to me. I’ve also never gone there before with anyone, so it’s going to be a first for both of us.”
Now, I’m the one who’s shocked. I’d have thought for sure he would have done anal with a girl. Guys are always trying to get in there. Every time I was with someone, I was begged for it, but I always refused. For some reason, I wanted to save that experience for the one I was going to marry. And now, I’m so thankful I did. “Well, that’s good. Because I was starting to freak out that my inexperience would be a turn-off, and I wouldn’t live up to your past experiences,” I shyly admit.
“Baby.” He tucks me in closer, loosening the insecurities that had taken hold. “You don’t have to live up to anything. There is no competition. And there sure as shit is no comparison. What we have is incredible and indefinite, and I can promise that there’s nothing you could ever do that would be a turn-off. You fucking open the fridge and I turn hard as a rock. So you bending this tight little peach over and letting me play with it… Damn, baby, just thinking about it has me ready to nut in these slacks.”
“Mmm…” I look down at the bulge stretching the seam of his pants. “I want to see.”
“I bet you do,” he growls before his mouth attacks, consuming my every thought and stealing my breath away. “You know how many times I jizzed in my pants back when we would be messing around. I’d go off sometimes just when we were kissing. You’ve always made me sexually crazed, babe. And just so you know, I was just as nervous on prom night. But not because of what was going to happen between us. I was nervous because I had a question to ask you.”
I open my eyes just as he’s sliding down to one knee. Happy tears burning my vision, knowing what’s about to come. He holds out a black box, opening it with shaky hands, and the tears start to slip down my cheeks.
“This isn’t the same ring I had back then because I could only afford a promise ring on my eighteen-year-old bank account, but it’s the same question I was going to ask you that night. I know I already asked you this, but I want to do it proper.”
He takes a steadying breath, and reaches for my hand. “Baby, my heart is yours and it always has been. From the first time I met you I knew that you were the one I wanted to spend my life with. And every time I close my eyes, dreaming of what the future holds, your smile is the first thing I see. I want this life with you so bad it hurts. Will you marry me, Maisy Lynn Michaels?”
He stole my heart back when we were eighteen, and in spite of everything, my love for him never wavered. The eighteen-year-old girl would’ve been afraid we were rushing things, but there’s one thing I know for certain. In spite of the fears, I would’ve said yes.
