Chapter 56

Winnie The ride back from the restaurant is crazy. Jake and I might be sitting in a cab, but we are tailed. Plaza Hotel protects its guests and doesn’t allow paparazzi, but it’s free-for-all once we are outside their borders.

“Wow, sometimes I forget that you’re an athlete superstar,” I elbow him in the side and grin. “Right-wing and playing for the NHL. You’ve made it big, Jake. I’m so proud of you.”

His eyes darken, and there is a grumpy pout on his lips. “Don’t you fucking dare start treating me differently…”

I laugh even though Jake is serious. I sober up a little seeing his frustrated expression, and I squeeze his hand, smiling as if to reassure him I’m not starstruck by him. It would kill him if I started seeing him through heart-shaped lenses like the rest of his fans.

I haven’t given it much thought, though whenever Jake walks into a room, there is an invisible sizzle in the air. The guy is famous and looked up to; even at the Plaza Hotel with many rich guests, people were paying attention to him. Especially the girls.

“I won’t,” I mean those words, but I can’t help the flutter when Jake looks at me with a relieved smile.

He is cute, and I squeeze his hand harder. “I mean, you’re pretty darn amazing on the ice. And I love hockey, but you’ve always been my friend, so no, I won’t ever start seeing you differently. I won’t be starstruck.”

“You won’t ever be starstruck by me?” Jake challenges with an easy grin, and we both know he isn’t talking about hockey.

A blush spreads over my cheeks, and I look at the driver’s seat. They aren’t paying attention to us.

Probably used to driving around celebrities, and I sigh before half- glaring at Jake.

“Wait until we are at your place before those jokes come in.”

He chuckles. “Alright…” there is a yawn too. “I’m so tired.”

“Me too,” I really am. “How about we fall asleep watching a movie or something?”

My words surprise him. “That’s alright with you?”

“Yeah?” I stare at him. “Why wouldn’t it be?

His lips go soft. “I just thought you expected something else.”

Oh.

OH!

“Uhh…” I awkwardly laugh and brush some hair away from my face. Gosh, this is embarrassing to talk about. “Well… I want that from you, but… aren’t you tired?”

“Tired?” His tone is playful. “Around you, it feels like I’m fully awake,” he looks down between his legs, and my eyes follow. When I meet his gaze again, he is smirking. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Oh, you’re bad,” I say, and swat at his chest, sighing. “This car ride can’t be over fast enough.”

Now it’s Jake’s turn to chuckle. He seems to know I’m turned on, and it becomes harder and harder to sit still in the car seat. Then, once we are outside his place, we rush to the door of the building.

Jake and Mark live in a flat, and the paparazzi are waiting outside for us, but we are wearing hoods.

They can’t see our faces, and Jake is pressing the code to the door with incredible speed.

It opens with a sound, and Jake ushers me inside. “Quickly,” he says, holding up the door. “Get into the elevator.”

I give him a nod and walk inside. There is a huge lobby, but no one is working the desk at this hour. It’s empty, and I press on the elevator, waiting for it to come down. Jake is standing beside me, this hulking giant of a man that has given me permission to touch him.

A shiver of a thrill moves past me, and when the elevator door closes, I press my hand to his chest. He looks down at me, mildly surprised, and I tilt my head, smiling.

“I’m going to ride you tonight.”

Jake groans. “Fuck.”

I like that sound and put my hands on his broad shoulders. My pussy is eager, and I climb the man like a tree. It doesn’t take long before Jake’s hands are all over me, and I feel him hardening against me as I kiss his soft, talented lips.

Holy shit that feels good. My whole body is a full, sensual wave as my hands wind up at the back of Jake’s head, and our tongues meet in a feverish, intense french kiss.

I can’t get enough of him, and I’m thankful when the doors open, and we are inside his flat. It’s huge, luxurious, and perfect, but I don’t have time to watch it. Jake is my sole focus, and I can’t stop touching him. I want him to lose his clothes, and he breathes a laugh into my mouth as I tug at his shirt, needing him to show me his body.

“Someone is eager…” he doesn’t sound like he minds; he seems thrilled by the fact I can’t stop touching him.

“Well,” I say, kissing his lower lip. “I’m tired of being shy. Tonight is about taking what I want, and I want you.’

” His eyes widen, and he Winnie…”

whispers. “Jesus, Hearing him say that is everything to me. It tells me Jake wants me as much as I want him, which fills my chest with this liberating feeling. Suddenly I feel sexy. Powerful.

I kiss him again while he carries us into a bedroom. Then I’m put down momentarily for him to remove his clothes; I’m removing mine too. I can’t get naked fast enough, and once his gorgeous, ripped body comes into view, I get up from bed.

Jake stares down at me. “What are you-”

I shove his chest. The man is made of bricks and lifts an eyebrow at me, clearly not getting it. But I don’t like repeating myself, so I push harder, and he finally gets it.

Jake sits down on the bed, still almost as tall as me, and I smirk before kneeling before him.

It’s then he is finally getting it.

His lips form an o as I reach for his length, grabbing it and bringing the tip into my mouth. He swallows just as I lick his top, and his large palms grip the sheets. His breaths are coming in fast already, and his beautiful, erect cock is twitching as if it’s taking him everything to not just come immediately. It excites me, especially when he groans.

“Fucking hell… what are you doing to me, Winnie?”

I like my name on his tongue, and I peer up at him while his cock is in my mouth. Jake’s eyes are closed, a concentrated look on his face. He is so beautiful. Hard and strong.

My blood is boiling for Jake, and my pussy is clenching with the need to later claim him. I’m so wet for this man, and I fight the urge to climb into his lap. Every instinct tells me to ride him, but once he moans, I’m reminded of what I’m doing. I’m bringing him pleasure first.

I’m going to make him come hard inside my mouth.

I take him in deeper, moving my lips up and down his shaft, and press down with my tongue. My tempo speeds up with every long stroke, and his fingers entangle in my hair.

“Oh, Winnie…” he moans. “Oh, God…”

Why does he sound so hot when he moans? I’m soaking wet. My juices slip down my legs as I take him all the way in and then out again, fast enough to draw out another moan from my favorite man.

He is panting above me now. “You’re killing me… you’re going to be the death of me… holy fuck…

I smile but don’t stop working him, and he hisses a low breath, and a guttural moan tumbles out of him when I hum. The vibrations are sure to make the blowjob better, and it does.

Jake’s hips bucks. “Jesus!”

I’m satisfied with Jake’s reaction and swirl my wet, hungry tongue over his tip. He shudders. There are tiny little jerks in his entire body, and I feel powerful knowing I’m the cause of them.

I got to continue and feel my motivation growing.

Jake’s pleasure is the most important thing in the world right now. I suck him like a lollipop, with abandon and plenty of spit. Jake moans again and thrusts into my mouth. I let him. It’s sexy how he no longer can’t help it, and I pick up my pace, desperate to make this gorgeous man come into my mouth.

He is groaning louder now.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…”

Jake is moving in and out of me, matching my pace, and it’s the most beautiful thing ever. I’m aching for him, and suddenly he jerks, exploding into my mouth, and I swallow.

I don’t mind his taste and look up at his face.

Jake is watching me with an amazed! expression, and when I smirk and lick my lips, a low, soft curse leaves his lips. Then, before I know it, he lifts me into his lap.

I do it without question. My eyes closed, my head bent, and my back arched as his fingers enter me. I pump back and forth, and once I’m going, Jake’s mouth is on my nipples, suckling them.

It does me in. I groan and sink my fingers into Jake’s hot skin. He is sweaty and a bit stinky, but I find it sexy. I pound down hard on his fingers, and he slides a third one inside. Lord, he will ruin me! It shoves up and up until my head is spinning.

“Ahh…” I scream as the climax rips through my core, hurtling at lightning speed and crashing over me like a wave. The sensation. is overwhelming. I’m coming and coming and coming.

“Fuck, Winnie…” Jake whispers into my ear. “Do you even know how fucking beautiful you are?”

I smile at his words and collapse against his shoulder, breathing a laugh when his hand reaches into his bedside table. A condom is pulled out, and Jake somehow manages to put it on while keeping me in his lap, hovering over his fat cock.

Then, once he is ready, we kiss while his cock enters my tingling pussy. I’m sensitive as hell, but I want him. I sink down on his cock, riding him while tasting him.

His lips are delicious, and I smile harder. Tonight is all about us. I don’t know what we are, but I know what I want us to be. Jake better share the same idea, or my heart will be crushed.