thighs cradled my hips, and in a split second, I was inside her, pushing deep, the warmth of her pussy stealing my breath. Presley held on to me, never letting go as I fucked her right there on the stairs. I knew the position couldn’t have been comfortable for her, but she continued to plead, so I drilled into her, my eyes closed as I listened to her soft whimpers and moans.
“Turn over, baby,” I groaned, needing to find a better position for both of us.
I pulled out, and when she was settled on her knees, legs spread wide while she braced herself with her hands, I gripped her hip and guided myself home once again, loving the tight clasp of her body. I loved it so much it made it easy to ignore everything that was pinging in my head and focus solely on this. On her.
Her hand reached around, gripping my thigh as I pounded into her, groaning as the pleasure intensified.
“Jake!” She thrust her hips back against me, and I tightened my grip, my hips jerking forward as I filled her deep and hard.
Damn, she felt so fucking good. Tight, wet, eager. Just the way I wanted her.
I was well on my way to oblivion when Presley cried out once again, her body tightening as she came beneath me, triggering my release.
Neither of us moved for a moment, and I suddenly wondered if she intended to sneak out on me the way she had the first time. I hoped that wasn’t the case, but I wasn’t sure what I’d do about it either way.
Because I knew one thing to be true … something I’d realized while I’d been alone at home for the past two days.
I loved Presley.
And though I wasn’t sure she loved me back, I needed to believe that it was possible.
Chapter Sixty-Two
Presley
Rather than leave the way I’d intended, I realized quickly that it wasn’t what I wanted. I preferred to stay with Jake than to have to deal with anything else at the moment. And that was a little disconcerting considering I’d been running from thoughts of Jake for two days, fearful of what I’d come to expect from him. Or him from me.
And maybe it made me a bitch, to boot, since I was now avoiding another part of my life and using Jake to do so. But being here, in his bed, in his arms, it felt right. Though I wasn’t sure where this was going—or even where I wanted it to go—I couldn’t deny that I felt safe with him.
“What’re you thinking about?” Jake mumbled from behind me, tightening his arms around me while we lay in the darkness.
“I like your bedroom,” I told him, since that seemed easier than telling him what was really on my mind.
“Yeah?”
“A lot more personality than the downstairs had,” I said, snuggling against him, enjoying the way his thick arms circled around me, making me feel sheltered and protected.
“You wanna talk about what was bothering you earlier?”
I’d known he would ask and I couldn’t say that I blamed him. I was sure I’d freaked him out, showing up on his doorstep with tears running down my face. I hadn’t even thought about how it looked at the time.
“I don’t know how to explain it,” I said truthfully.
“You could start at the beginning.”
I rolled over, situating myself so that I could rest my head on his chest and listen to the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat.
“I went for drinks with Blaze and Gavin tonight. They did the deed, by the way.” I knew Jake didn’t realize the significance of that. “We were talking, and as usual, the subject of Adrian came up.”
I felt Jake’s body stiffen, but he didn’t say anything.
I continued. “Adrian and I broke up because I found him in bed with two women. I’d always known he was a cheater, but I’d mistakenly trusted that I might’ve meant more to him than one of his throwaways.”
“Did you love him?”
“No,” I answered quickly. “But he was a friend before…” Jake already knew most of the details, so I skipped them. “Anyway, I didn’t tell Gavin that his brother was a lying, cheating bastard; instead, I told him that I’d broken up with Adrian because things had grown stale. Turns out, Gavin knew all along. He’d set it up so that I found Adrian.”
I still didn’t understand why Gavin would’ve wanted to hurt me like that. Why he’d purposely send me into the lion’s den