Page 27 of Heartless (Scathing Hearts #1)

Sienna

Matt had left an hour ago to catch his plane.

I’d walked him to his rental car where he’d kissed me again.

Like our first kiss, it’d been long, wet, and tender.

His erection had pushed against my belly.

And God, but to actually feel his desire for me had worked wonders for my libido and self-confidence.

His fingers had brushed my hairline. “Are Jake and you a thing?”

The question hadn’t surprised me. Jake had barely spoken to anyone during the day, and he had regularly disappeared toward his side of the house. Something that had put me slightly on edge all day.

So, I hadn’t lied when I’d replied, “No, but it’s complicated, and I can’t really explain, right now.”

After another soft lip touch, Matt’s arms had tautened around my waist. “When things get simpler, call me. Bianca’s got my number.” He’d leaned closer. “Better yet, come to New York for the weekend.”

“I’d like that,” I’d said with a smile.

Then, he’d French kissed me for a long time.

When I’d reentered the house, Bianca and Camila had been waiting in the hallway, both smiling big. Bianca had looped her arm around my waist. “How’s your Venus?”

I’d laughed then. “Glorious.”

Bookended by my two friends, I’d gone back to my birthday party.

****

Seated on the sofa, I grabbed my watered-down cocktail. Camila and Vince were standing by the stereo unit with their cells in hand, busy picking up the playlist while Jake and Bianca were talking quietly on the other side of the sectional.

We’d had cake, and more food than I’d ever eaten in my whole life. Silas had just left to drive Lauren back to her hotel, and by the way she’d been eyeing him all day, my guess was if she had her way, they wouldn’t be back for a while.

“Are you enjoying your party, cara?” Bianca asked.

“I’m loving it.”

Jake smiled at me. I hadn’t found the opportunity to thank him for allowing the whole day to happen in his house.

Before losing my nerve, I stood up. He was only a few feet across, but my heart had started to sprint.

Bianca hooked her arm over the back of the sofa and twisted toward Camila and Vince.

“Cami, do we have more Champagne?”

By the time I reached him, Bianca was on her way to the kitchen with Camila.

I sat beside Jake and cleared my throat. “Jake, I just wanted—”

His warm hand cupped the side of my neck. “Eyes on me, baby.”

Rolling my shoulders back, I licked my dry lips and watched in no small amount of fascination as his gaze darkened, and his body hardened.

“Thank you for today,” I whispered.

As his fingers trailed off in a slow glide, I shivered. And it hit me. A simple touch from him shook me more than a full make-out session with Matt.

His lips twitched. “How was your junk food fest?”

I was about to reply when Vince appeared before us. He extended his open hand, and a strand of his hair flopped over his smiling eyes.

“Bianca told me you loved dancing. Show me your moves, flower, and I’ll show you mine.”

Trying to ignore the rumbling rolling off Jake’s chest, I gaped at Vince. I was half-awed, half-excited, but all-out terrified by his credentials.

“Vince, I learnt how to dance with YouTube—”

He grabbed my hand and tugged. “You’re going to love the next song. Just follow my lead.”

“Vince—”

Then, the first notes of Chaka Khan’s Ain’t Nobody filled the room, and I had no choice but to stand up and dance.

****

Jake

The Vince guy made her twirl into the wide space between the seating area and the dining room.

Mouthing the lyrics of the song, she gave him her eyes.

He put one hand on her hip and lifted her hand to his shoulder.

He was good, and he made her supple body bend and move like they’d been dancing together for years.

When he plastered her back to his chest with his hand flat on her stomach, I tensed.

Their hips rolled in sync. Christ. They looked like they were about to fuck.

Forcing my fist to relax around my drink, I slammed the glass on the coffee table. The fucker’s hands glided down her hips. I got out of the room. I’d just reached the living room at the front of the house when Sile walked in. He jerked his chin and headed to the fridge behind the bar.

“Beer?”

“Stronger.”

He brought our drinks to the terrace where we settled in the same position we’d been in the day he’d told me he’d found Sienna.

He uncapped his bottle and flicked the lid on the table between us. “You good?”

“Waiting for this party to fucking end.”

“She’s dancing?”

“Yeah.”

“Pretty?”

“Fucking gorgeous.”

We drank in silence under the stars.

****

Sile and I carried the food warmers to the basement while the women took care of the leftovers. It was close to two in the morning when Bianc hugged Sienna goodnight and retired to her room. Sile had taken Cam home before going back to his cabin.

I stepped into the kitchen where Sienna was near the fridge with a bottle of water in her hand.

“Thank you again for the party, Jake.” She grinned and pointed at the fridge. “There’s enough leftovers to last us for a month.”

Keeping my body loose, I pushed my hip against the island. “You liked Max.”

Confusion pulled her brows together before her lips stretched. “You mean Matt? Yes, he’s nice.”

“You let him shove his tongue down your throat because he’s nice?”

The flare of her eyes went straight to my cock, and her tone took on that special quietness. She was pissed. I was past fucking pissed.

“No, I kissed him because he’s cute, fun, and easy to talk to.

” Taking two steps toward me, she crossed her arms under her high tits and tilted her head to the side.

“ In fact, and I’m only telling you because I know you’re a big fan of the truth.

The truth is, it felt good to be more than a bargain chip.

” Her gaze narrowed, and she flicked her hair over her shoulder.

“Thank you for giving me this beautiful day and ruining it in one sentence.”

She strode out of the room, and I waited in the kitchen until I got my control back. I wanted her. Made me more of an asshole after what I’d put her through, but she was mine. Her smiles, her bite, her softness. I fucking craved all of it.

When I knocked on the door of her quarters, it took almost a minute before her muffled voice invited me in. Still wearing the short, pretty dress, she was barefoot, her hair was in a messy ponytail, and she’d washed her face.

She wrapped her hands around her elbows. “What do you want, Jake?”

“I didn’t mean to ruin your day, baby.”

After a deep sigh, her arms dropped to her sides. “You didn’t. But you were being mean about Matt and me.”

Matt and me? My neck got tight. “He wants to fuck you.”

I knew my tone was hard. I didn’t give a fuck.

The corner of her mouth lifted. “Well, I certainly hope so.”

Fuck no. When I towered over her, the pulse in her neck sped up, but she didn’t move away.

I brushed my fingertips along the side of her delicate jaw. “Did you moan in his mouth?”

“W-what?”

I curved my hand around the back of her neck. “You moan in my mouth when I kiss you. Do you know how fucking sexy you sound?”

Her lips parted. “Jake, this is not—”

“I don’t want anyone touching you, kitten. Anyone but me.” Her body jerked back, and I tightened my hold.

She blinked fast. “Jake—""

“Every time you laugh, every time you dance, your sensuality explodes. Your life hasn’t given you the opportunity to explore that side of you.”

When the tip of her tongue touched the middle of her upper lip, I got harder.

In the story she’d written, the mystery man had been completely under her control.

“Use my body. Use my cock, my hands, my tongue. Explore with me. I’ll stay as still as you want me to and go as far as you’re ready to go.

Fuck me in any way you want. We’ll do everything, anything you want.

You and me and a bed. And as much sex as you can take. ”

When I lost her gaze, I tucked a curl behind her ear, and her lashes lifted. “I’ll be gentle, kitten.”

She shook her head. “Jake, I’m not sure it’s a good idea for us to have sex.”

I took her hand and placed her palm on my hard cock. “Do you feel that kitten?” Her pink tongue peeked out again, and she nodded. “This is what you do to me.”

When I dropped my hand, she kept hold of my cock. Her hand slid slowly up and down, and I kept our eyes locked, showing her what her touch did to me.

****

Sienna

The gravelly rumble unrolling from Jake’s chest vibrated under my skin. His penis was very, very hard. And long. And thick.

My breasts got heavy, and I licked my dry lips.

Another muted sound unfurled from his throat as the pad of his thumb grazed my cheekbone. “Baby?”

This was my fantasy. How I’d dreamed my first time would be. And he was offering it to me. Almost dizzy, I gripped the sides of his t-shirt.

“For... how long?”

He inched in. “For as long as you want.”

Oh... God. “Anything?”

The seductive bass of his voice caressed my lips. “Anything you’re ready for, kitten.”

My whole being was shivering. “And I decide what happens?”

His thumb grazed the underside of my bottom lip. “Every detail. You’re in total control. I’m clean, and I have rubbers.”

I cleared my throat. “But it’s not going to be good... I mean... good for you."

Jake grabbed my hips and pulled them flush against his. “Feel me, kitten.”

I did. I was. Losing my breath, I looped my arms around his neck. “Just... sex?”

“And kissing, and licking, and sucking.”

Dear Lord. My lower belly throbbed. “Yes... all right.”

Jake’s gaze singed my skin. “I only have one request.”

The quaver of my body filtered in my voice. “What?”

“I want to see all of you, and if it happens at night, we keep the lights on.”

When I nodded, his nose slid along the side of mine. “Will you come to me, or do you want me to come to you?”

My mind was fevered with pictures of Jake naked and at my will.

“Sienna?”

“Me... to you.”

His grunt of approval pulsed in my sex. The kiss was barely a feather of his mouth on mine, but it made me pant. “When do you want me, baby?”

Would now be too soon? “Tomorrow,” I panted.

As his arm tightened around me, a sound I’d never made escaped my throat, and I rolled on my toes.

His hand clamped around my nape. “I’m going to kiss you. Then I’m going to go back to my room and jack off thinking of you.”

Before I could register his words, his tongue was in my mouth, and I clenched my fingers in his hair. The drugging kiss was deep, wet, and carnal.

I was just about to beg for us to start right now when he yanked his mouth from mine.

“Tomorrow, baby.”

Then he was gone.

In a sexual haze, I ambled to my bedroom. I unzipped my dress, and the brush of the material against my skin as it slipped to the floor made me shiver. I climbed under my covers and rolled onto my belly. My fingers slid between my legs. Minutes later, I moaned my orgasm into my pillow.