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“Well, I didn’t mean it to sound quite so demanding, like if you didn’t make yourself useful, specifically with your dick, I was gone. I think I said it a little nicer than that.” She bit the inside of her mouth. “What I’m saying is, if we are doing the boyfriend/girlfriend thing, that comes with an obligation for you to get me off regularly…right? I mean, if you need time, I can give you a week or so, but that’s it; my vibrator is worn out, and what’s the point of dating a hot guy if you’re not fucking him? That makes you an ornament.”
He snorted. “Oh…that was so much nicer.”
“Okay, I want to be your girlfriend, but you can’t keep the goods from me.” She laughed, putting her hands on her hips.
Smiling, he shook his head. “That’s the last thing I plan on doing. The goods are more than ready.” He pulled her into his chest. “But I want to get some things straight, some relationship rules, I don’t feel…” He started to say, ‘I don’t feel like a person should have to verbalize some basic relationship rules,’ but he stopped himself, realizing that with her, expectations had to be concrete. “Let’s talk more tomorrow; I’ll come by around five, and we can talk about what it means to be a girlfriend. Not sure you got the manual,” he added, stroking her arm.
“No, I didn’t, but…” Her face sported an animated smile. “Irockedthe whole chasing you thing…didn’t I?”
He let out a groan. “Um, sure…if busting a guy’s balls and ruining any chance he has of hooking up is your definition of rocked.”
“The teddy bear?” she pushed, shrugging her shoulders.
“Okay, yeah, that rocked,” he whispered in her ear, his hand sliding down the side of her dress. “Panties?”
“No, remember this silk shows everything,” she teased, pursing her lips and looking up at him.
His face bent next to hers, his torso covering her body, bunching the silk up in his fist before slipping his fingers beneath, finding her upper thigh, letting his fingers scramble toward her slit. “Ahhh…so someone is a little anxious…”
With her head back and the heat from his body connecting with hers, juxtaposing the brisk night air, “Yes, yes…” she mewled. “Jake…please…” She took a quick second to let her eyes dart around to see if they were alone as his fingers lightly pinched her nub. “Don’t tease…me…I need…”
Two thick fingers plunged into her, knuckle deep. “So fucking wet, that’s my girl, wet and hungry, damn…spread thosethighs,” he demanded, his firm thigh moving back and forth between her legs, nudging them farther open as his fingers went deeper.
They both shifted when they heard the swish of the door and laughing voices.
He pushed against her, his fingers still inside her. “Shhh…don’t call attention, Sweetheart. Guess I have to stop…” he said, knowing he had her on edge as he eased his fingers out, then brought them to her mouth. “Suck…” he rasped into her ear.
Her eyes widened. “Jake…” she murmured, pulling his fingers coated with her juice into her mouth.
“Suck now, show me how much you missed my cock,” he growled beside her ear.
Her saucer-like eyes met his demanding stare. “Yes, sir,” she obliged, sucking his fingers the way she took his cock, her tongue swirling around then pulling so hard on them her cheeks caved, her eyes half mast as she sucked his fingers, knowing his cock was hardening.
He slid his fingers from her mouth, noting the popping sound and shaking his head. “Damn, one thing is for sure, you don’t play fair.” He stepped back, holding her hand. “We better get back in, poor Dwayne. You may owe him a case of something good.”
“I’m good for it. Um, Delilah said you were too busy for dinner tomorrow night,” Rakell said as they walked toward the door, her hand still in his.
“That’s not what I told her. I texted her,If Rakell is coming, I’m not.” He smiled, and she could sense some of the tension leaving his body.
“Delilah’s reply?”
“Mature, very mature,” he mumbled, remembering his brief conversation with Jordan and Delilah, where he had skirtedaround his consternation with their relationship…stating,It’s complicated.
“What did you say back to her?” she asked.
“I texted,What’s your point?” Then he added, “I’ll let her know I’m coming. I’m sure she’ll have some gloating thing to say about that.” He let out a forced laugh, the vestiges of tension still lingering, swinging open the door to Group Therapy, holding her hand.
Chapter Thirty-One
Matt and Jonathon had joined Dwayne at the bar. Jonathon was assuring Dwayne there would be more women in the future, both laughing about Rakell introducing herself as Jake Skyler’s girlfriend, while Matt shook his head.
“I trained that woman,” they heard Jonathon brag as they grew nearer.
Jake placed his large hand on Jonathon’s back as they came up behind the small group. “So it’s your ass I need to kick,” he growled, narrowing his eyes on Jonathon.
After he caught his breath, Jonathon said, smiling, “I think more like, you need to buy me a drink,” his eyes lowering to Jake’s and Rakell’s interlocking fingers.
Jake leaned in toward Jonathon. “We’ll see what happens after the catch,” he whispered.
