Forgiving Patience (27 page)

It had taken
eleven years, but he was finally getting his damn wish.

He pulled back long enough to lift
the shirt over her head, showing just enough cleavage and revealing a simple
white bra. Her perky breasts were what a man would refer to as a handful.

“Good God, woman, you’re killing me
here,” he growled. The night she’d walked out of his bathroom beautifully
naked, he wanted her, but knew the timing was wrong. That night was also
different. But this was perfect. This was desire…passion…and need all rolled up
in one. That night was all about his taking care of a woman he would always
want to protect. Sure, he was tempted by her nakedness, but he liked to consider
himself a gentleman. And no matter how hard it had been for him to turn her
down, he knew sex was not something she’d needed right then.

“Take this off,” Anna commanded,
grasping at his shirt like it was the only thing to save her.

“My pleasure, sweetness.” He slowed
down from a wildcat’s pace to something that she would remember.

He unbuttoned each button, slowly,
letting her see all of him, little…by…little. He wanted her to crave him to the
point she was in so much sexual pain that she begged for him to relieve her of
it. Not that he doubted her, but he needed to make sure she wanted him as badly
as he longed for her. The way he had desired her since that first day she’d
walked up his driveway.

“Come on, Jake, off with it,” she
insisted.

While he was tempted to fulfill her
request, he intended to savor this moment with her—the way she tasted and felt
beneath him. He wanted to take in the beauty of her green eyes as she gazed up
at him with desire when he sank deep inside her.

Anna fumbled to unbutton his jeans,
but he stopped her before she tried to pull them and his boxers down at the
same time. “Not so fast, baby. No need to rush.” He gripped both her hands in
his. “We have all night.”

“I want to have sex with you,” she
boldly stated.

He kissed her hard, letting his
actions speak louder than any words he could muster. It was important to him
that she knew he wanted this…bad, but he wanted to make sure he saw her in the
light, her hair spread out on a pillow, and gripping the sheets with both hands
because he just rocked her ever-loving world. Keeping their mouths touching, he
walked her backward to the queen-sized bed, making sure she didn’t trip and
fall in the process. When the back of her legs hit the bed, he gently pushed
her on it.

“Scoot back onto the pillows.”

When she did, he crawled inch-by-inch
up her body. Starting with the point between her belly button and jeans, he
kissed his way to her perfect breasts. He loved the way her stomach quivered at
his touch. It brought him complete satisfaction.

“Rise up on your elbows so I can undo
you,” he instructed. He couldn’t help but be happy at the change of control.
While he did love her
take charge
attitude, the man in him liked the
feeling of being able to run the show.

He reached behind her and flicked the
hook that was holding in the part of her he wanted out and free.
 
After tossing the bra to the side, he cupped
both breasts and marveled at how perfect they looked in his hands. While
pressing her back to the bed, he pinched one pert nipple, rolling it between
his fingers and loving the way she was responding to him.

He then ran his tongue over it as she
expelled a ragged breath. Meeting her eyes, as if telling her his next move, he
suckled one breast while caressing the other with his hand.

She ran her delicate fingers down his
spine, causing a tingling sensation he could feel ripple to his core.

“Woman, I’m the one supposed to be
doing the pleasuring right now. I’m dying just from you touching me like that”

A smile broke out on her face as she
teased, “Just doing my part.”

He unbuttoned her, and with her
cooperation, they both pulled her jeans down until they resided on the floor.
She wore flaming-red panties, reminding him of the high heels she’d had on the
night they danced at the bride and groom party.

Damn.

Red was for damn sure his new
favorite color. His own breath caught, and he had to force himself to take
another…another…and another breath after that one.

“If I’m going to lay here so exposed,
can you at least take yours off as well?” she begged.

“Honey, if I didn’t love those
red-hot panties right now, you would be a lot more exposed.”

He complied with her request and
removed his own jeans. And just to make her feel more comfortable, he shucked
his boxers too, plopping free his erection.

She gasped and then bit her bottom
lip. Which was the reaction he wanted her to have.

He lay back on top of her, nibbling
at her neck, enveloping himself in her feminine scent. He used his hands to
explore her body and stopped them on top of her panties. When that didn’t
satisfy him, he slipped his hand under them, deep into her moisture. She was
already wet for him. Not able to stand it anymore, he yanked down the panties
he loved and returned to her hot moisture.

Yes.

Her head sank deep into the pillow,
and she cried out, “
Ohhh
…”

She moved against his hand, causing
the perfect friction. He felt overflowing with pleasure at watching her enjoy
his touch. Her eyes closed as she moved in a rhythm that suited her.

“That’s right, baby. Go with it.”

When her body tensed, he knew she was
about to come. “God, Jake…” Chills broke out all over her skin as she cried out
his name. It was like her groaning wrapped around his dick, making it hard for
him to hold on himself. He had to have her, now.

“How was that, sweetness?”

* * * *

A sexy cloud surrounded her. Her
vision was unclear and her heartbeat was fast and unsteady. In only one week
she’d had two orgasms from the touch of Jake’s hand. If she’d had any doubt
about his skills before now, all that was washed away. Because now she
understood why he had won a gold glove while playing third base—he was skilled
at everything he did. And if she didn’t know just how talented of a baseball
player he was, she would’ve sworn to anyone that giving orgasms was his
specialty.

She wanted him inside her, but she
wasn’t expecting any more hard pleasure for herself. It was more that she just
wanted the feeling of intimacy with him. Sex could be good, intense, and
primal, but, when it was with
the
someone, it was so much more than
that. That feeling was not something she was familiar with, but had to believe
it was true. Otherwise, why did people plan lives together and get married? If
sex was just about human instincts, then why stick around for the long haul?
Why not just get in and out?

When she had been with her one and
only lover, Chris, she’d had only one orgasm and knew from listening to other
women that it was almost impossible to have two. The guy had to be really good.
And while she didn’t doubt Jake was talented, she didn’t think of herself as a
person who would be good in bed and capable of having two. Em had two. Liza had
two. Not her.

Chris was a one-night
see
if you can
type of
experience. So she didn’t know how she would actually be in the bedroom. Her
body had wanted more, but her mind held her back from the pleasure she craved
from a man. A man like Jake.

“Amazing,” she finally answered. She
couldn’t wrap her head around what she felt and how open she was with him. He
was so big. Had she really cried out his name? God…yes, she had. She was
becoming a wild woman. Who’d have
thunk
it? Anna
Kelly, a wild woman in Patience.

She was moved that he shed his jeans
and boxers when she asked. Because of her control issues, she felt the need to
rush. Jake wasn’t having any of that. He put her at ease and gave her a
memorable experience. He was a considerate lover.

It was hard controlling her breath at
the sight of his masculine body. With her only having been with one guy, once,
in her lifetime—and even then she’d made the room half-dark—she didn’t know
what to expect. But no matter how many times she’d thought about being with
Jake, her idea of him still didn’t come close to how he actually looked.

His mouth sank over hers, and all her
thoughts were put on hold. His manly scent along with the smell from the
gardenia bushes planted next to the apartment that drifted through the open
window filled her head, wrapping her up in the moment. She needed
this…him…tonight. Unable to resist, she pulled him close to her, wanting to
feel all of him. They explored each other’s mouths until her lips were sore and
on the verge of going numb. She wanted Jake inside more than just her mouth.
She was desperate to have him deep inside her. Her palms ran over his broad
shoulders, through his unruly hair, and down his biceps. She marked his
stubbled
cheek and strong jaw with her kisses. After all
these years, they were finally going to be together.

And what was even better was that she
had no fears.

He left her side long enough to go to
his jeans and pull out a small square piece of foil. Ripping it open, he rolled
the condom quickly over his large erection. She was about to feel all of him.
The thought of finally getting to be with the man whom at one time she had loved
with everything she had, made her giddy. She resisted thinking about all the
reasons why this was a bad idea and focused on the thoughts that reminded her
she was a grown woman who could have big-girl sex with whomever she chose.

“Open your legs, baby.” He came back
on top of her, settling between her legs. “That’s right. Now get ready, because
your night is just getting started.” Liquid sex and desire entered his stare,
and she knew she was in for a ride.

Anna leaned up to kiss him while so
gently moving up against him. Her breasts tingled like they never had before,
and liquid heat oozed like warm honey through her veins. She drank in every
part of Jake as he sank on top of her. She surrounded herself with his
sexiness, while melting against his warmth. She kissed him again…hard—something
he would always remember.

He entered her slowly, as if trying
not to push too hard. “So tight, baby.” Inch-by-inch he filled her. Completely.
She took all of him in; accepting everything he had to give her. As he rocked
into her, she matched each thrust. It was simply instinct to move with him.

With the soft light of the moon
coming through the window and glow of the lamp he had switched on, she could
see every expression written on his face. He couldn’t hide anything if he
tried. The desire shining in his eyes had her trembling. Being with Jake was
something she’d fantasized about since they were teenagers. But while she knew
his feelings for her were strong back then, right now he showed he wanted her
on a much deeper level. Her heart almost exploded in her chest just thinking
about it.

She felt sexy tonight because of him.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he
instructed. When she did, he sank even deeper into her. If that was even
possible. How was she taking all of him in? She hadn’t had sex in
several…several years. He was too big.

He lit a fire inside her as he kissed
his way from her mouth down to her neck.
Not the neck.
She was weak when it came to him
kissing…nibbling on her neck. Just like the first day in the front yard, she
tilted it to the side to make it more accessible to him. A soft moan leaked out
between her lips. The feeling of his now hard thrusts and his soft kisses was
too much for her system.

His head fell forward as he pumped
inside her faster and faster. She met each one, giving all she had to him. “Fuck,
so good…so good,” he groaned.

“You too…so big.” She was on the
verge of coming again and that fact shocked her. How was this possible? This
was a welcome surprise. “Jake?”

“Yes, baby,” he choked out with a
ragged breath.

“I’m about to…come again.”

“That’s not a bad thing…’bout to
come…can’t hold on.”

With one more thrust she left her own
body and went somewhere else for a minute or two.

“Just ride it out.”

Jake’s curses were covered by her own
cries as her second orgasm rippled through her body.

Wow…what was that?

“You okay, sweetness?” he asked, as
he rolled them to their sides, wrapping his arms around her body, locking them
together in a strong embrace.

“Yeah, just…”

“Faint,” he said with a smile,
seeming to feel a little too overly confident.

“Yeah. Something like that.” She’d
never felt so exhilarated in all her life. In one night she had revealed her
feelings by bidding for her ex-boyfriend in a bachelor auction, had gone to a
bar alone, showed cleavage just to watch a New York ballgame in Patience of all
places…and then came full circle by sleeping with the ex-boyfriend. She really
was wild in Patience.

But that still didn’t erase all the
things that were wrong between her and Jake. He was living in her house. And
they’d just had a huge fight, which had resulted in his breaking a dish against
the wall. It had brought up memories she wanted to bury. When her stomach
settled, she said, “Jake, about the other day—”