Chapter 3
The next time he caught her in the elevator heading up to her suite. “You are stalking me,” she said crossly though her heart was hammering almost painfully in her chest.
“Why would I do a thing like that?” Jake asked with a smirk. As the elevator climbed the floors his hand hovered over the emergency stop button. She spotted him and reached for his hand but it was too late – he was stabbing his fingers down onto the red button. The elevator came to a forceful stop and she literally fell on top of him.
He smirked. “You really are eager for my touch aren’t you?” Jake said. “I bet you’re not wearing any panties - again.”
“You’ll never find out!” Mia said backing away from him until her back smacked into the wall. She held up a hand to stop him but he was advancing on her with a decidedly heated and predatory look in his eyes. “Stay away from me.”
“Is that what you really want, babe?”
“Don’t call me that!” Her knees knocked together a bit as he closed the rest of the distance between them. He grasped her outstretched hand and intertwined their fingers.
“I want you, Mia.”
“Sure you do. You’re rebounding and you’re lonely and you’re –“ She broke off as he was kissing her forcefully and passionately then. She sagged into his body as his tongue plunged deep into her mouth. She found herself moaning and she was ashamed but she couldn’t help herself. Around him, she lost control. Little had changed in the years she’d been gone, apparently. Sometimes her body ached for his so much that she had to touch herself for hours until she got some relief.
When they broke the kiss, she disentangled their fingers and gave him a shove backwards. “I hate you!”
“You love me. I don’t blame you either. I’m pretty –“
“Damn cocky!” Mia interrupted him. She shoved him aside and went to jam down the button to get the elevator going again. But he was coming up behind her and sliding his arms around her waist pulling her back into him so she could feel his rock-hard arousal against the back of her thigh. He lifted her hair and began making love to her neck with his mouth. All the while his hands were inching up to her breasts. They were all puckered and protruding when his hands found them. She arched into his touch.
“Hmmmmm,” she murmured deep in her throat as he massaged her nipples beyond what she could handle. She was a puddle of desire now.
He whispered in her hair, “Let me rock your world.”
“Fine. One – one more time. But this is the last time!”
“Right…” Jake let go of her briefly to unbuckle his pants and slide them down to his ankles with his underwear. He then grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it up. Her pink ass was exposed to him and he gave it a little smack. She yelped but relaxed into his touch as he licked his index finger and began to part the folds of her ass.
Her breath was coming hard and fast as he slipped his finger into her tight hole. He began to thrust it in and out, in and out, and she jutted her hips forward so her ass was raised in the air now. She clenched tightly around his finger and whimpered as she came.
She then turned around and reached out, grasping his engorged cock and giving it two fierce pumps with her closed fist. He growled and kissed her fiercely. She released her hold on him and he rammed himself deep into her tight heat. She cried out in wanton pleasure as their bodies joined. She felt him push her against the wall and he fucked her over good and thoroughly. She was literally crying with the pleasure of it. The pleasure and the pain because she was sure that this was all she was good for in his eyes.
He looked at her, genuinely perplexed at her emotional undoing. He tried to wipe her away tears but she slapped his hand away. “Fuck you, Jake.”
“I believe you just did.”
She shook her head at him as she adjusted her skirt around her knees again. She straightened her blouse and ran a hand through her hair, shaking out the soft dark blonde locks. “You’re a pig.”
“You love me.”
“But you never loved me,” she said. “I was only ever good for this.” She then smacked her hand down on the red button and the elevator returned to climbing.
Jake hurriedly yanked up his boxers and pants as he looked at her. “Who broke you?” He asked seriously.
“You did,” she said and then the doors were sliding open.
She was gone before he could attempt to follow her.
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