Page 30 of Heartless (Scathing Hearts #1)

Jake

Okay for me? I’d come harder than I had in years. But it was just a fucking small taste.

“I want more. Don’t you want more?”

She scrunched her nose, and her face flushed. “I do, but I’m tired and a little sore. Maybe we can do more after I take a nap?”

“Sleep here, baby.”

At the tilt of her head, a long curl of her hair brushed my forearm. “A nap is not sex, Jake. As soon as I wake up, I’ll come back here.”

I slid my hand under her dress, over the soft, warm skin of her plump ass. “I want access to you as soon as you wake up.” I nipped her bottom lip and felt her little gasp in my cock. “Full access.”

Rising on her toes, she smiled. “Okay.”

I took her mouth, and I did it long.

When I carried her and tossed her on the bed, her little shriek made me smile. She bounced, and her hair flew all over her face. After slipping her dress off, she rolled under the covers. While I dropped my sweats, Sienna raised on her bent elbows to watch.

Her gaze glided slowly down my body. It snagged on my cock. Her little tongue peeked out, and my dick jerked at the attention.

She gasped—cute as fuck, and I chuckled.

But something I didn’t like tightened her mouth and pulled her gaze down before the back of her head lowered to the pillow. After lying down beside her, I tucked her close and pecked her nose. “Baby, what happened after you looked at my cock?”

Her reply was a question. “Can men fake sexual excitement?” That same expression flared up, and she dipped her chin while her frame tensed.

“Um. Sorry. That was a stupid uh... I know you couldn’t get an erection before.

.." Her feet shunted to the side of the bed. “I’ll sleep better in my bed, and if you still want to, we... um—”

Fuck no. I rolled her stiff body under me and pecked her pinched lips. “Baby, look at me.”

When she did, I made my voice gentle. “No woman has ever made me hard just by looking at my cock. I fucking want you, Sienna. I want to be inside you and feel you burn me. I want to hear you moan my fucking name and watch you come again and again. Baby, it’s your first time, so you wouldn’t know, but the chemistry we have doesn’t happen often. Never fucking happened to me.”

At that, her body stilled. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

The slow smile that curved her mouth eased the weight off my chest. When her hands glided to my sides, I kissed her and shifted us. Her cheek rested on my pec and her arm across my gut while her leg cocked over my thigh.

“Sleep, kitten.”

On a soft hum, she said against my neck, “I masturbated last night thinking of you, and it was good. But everything we’ve done was a hundred million times better.”

My cock went full mast. “Yeah?”

“Mm-hm.”

After she’d fallen asleep, I shut my eyes.

****

Sienna

“God...Jake...”

My legs were thrown over Jake’s shoulders, and he was French kissing my sex. The back of my head dug in the pillow, my chest arched high, and I would have vaulted off the bed if Jake’s hands hadn’t held me firmly down to his mouth.

As soon as I’d woken up with my face nuzzled in the crook of his neck, Jake had traced open mouthed kisses down my chest and sucked on my nipples, sending sharp, heated rivulets of pleasure straight to my lower belly.

The quick lashes of his tongue over my clit birthed violent tremors, and I moaned.

My whole being shook with the looming pleasure. His low groan vibrated against me as he continued devouring my sex.

As his lips closed on my clit, my heels pressed into his back. He sucked, and every inch of my body knotted before my orgasm powered through me.

While I tried to remember how to breathe, Jake lapped gently at my oversensitive flesh. Then he kissed my inner thigh, and the tenderness of the gesture after the erotism of what we’d just shared made my heart shiver.

He settled on his back and hefted me on top of his chest. With a hand buried in my hair, he pulled my mouth down to his.

The taste of me in his mouth was naughty. Luscious. I hummed and slanted my head for a deeper kiss.

It ended, and Jake did that thing I loved, curling his big hand around my nape and stroking his thumb up and down behind my ear. “What is it, kitten?”

I readied to ask, but I lost my nerve. “Nothing.”

Jake’s brows furrowed. He slid his thumb along my jawline. “Baby, your pulse is faster. What is it?”

“The night you took me to my mother’s grave, you called me ‘kitten’. But you use ‘baby’ more. Why kitten?”

The corners of his lips hitched. “Because of your eyes, they—”

I jerked out of his arms. I made it to the foot of the stupidly big bed before he caught my waist. He was fast. And strong, so the next second, I was on my back and under him with my wrists pinned above my head by his stupidly big hands.

I lifted my head, so my eyes were inches from his. “Don’t you mean his eyes?” I dropped my head back. “I think I’ve been used enough for one day.” I pulled on my wrists. “Let me go, Jake.”

He scowled, and the tension that filled his body made it heavier. “This is you and me in this fucking bed. Nothing else. No one else. You and me, Sienna.”

As I blinked my tears away, his deep breath literally rocked my whole body since his chest covered mine.

He freed my hands but kept me trapped under him. “Fuck, baby. Don’t cry.”

With his eyes never leaving mine, he curled his hand around my face.

His voice was a low rumble fanning over my mouth. “I’ve done fucked-up things in my life. I’ve been cruel and an asshole to people who probably didn’t deserve it. But not once have I felt as fucking sorry as I do for what I did to you.”

He paused and brushed the pad of his thumb on the corner of my eye. “I call you kitten because whatever you feel plays in those beautiful eyes of yours, and because you’re graceful, soft, and fucking adorable.”

My heart sped up while his dark gaze drilled into mine. “This is real, Sienna.”

The certainty in his gaze didn’t waver, and after long seconds, the pinch in my chest loosened, and I nodded. “Okay.”

He brushed his nose against mine. “Now, what I see in your eyes is making me harder, but I can’t have you the way I want until tomorrow.”

He was hard. Everywhere. And I wanted to try something else. “Show me how to pleasure you with my mouth. How you like it.”

While he watched me, his penis jerked against my belly, and I grinned. “Your penis said yes.”

He grinned back, and being naked with him after I’d been forever changed, that expression was the most beautiful I’d ever seen.

****

“I’m hungry.”

Slumped over Jake’s chest, I placed my palms one on top of the other and set my chin on the back of my hands.

According to the grunting noises Jake had made—and god, but did I love those noises—and how many times he’d said ‘fuck kitten’ with his fist in my hair, the blowjob I’d given him had been far from shitty.

He’d pulled out of my mouth a few seconds before his climax had jetted all over our hands curled around his penis.

His expression when he’d orgasmed had been beautifully sexy.

He touched his mouth to my forehead. “I’m going to get us something to eat.”

I was starving, but I was really, really comfortable, lying on his body. So, this was a conundrum. I either stayed sprawled on his chest, or I ate. While I was debating how long I could go without food, his vibrating cell rattled on the side table.

Oh well. The decision had been made for me. While he reached for his phone, I pushed on my arms, but he clamped his arm around my back to keep me on his chest. While I happily settled back down, he grunted.

My head jerked up. “What?”

“Delivery.”

Food it was then. After Jake had rolled us out of bed, we got dressed and walked out of his bedroom. In the hallway, as I started toward the kitchen, Jake’s hand wrapped around my nape, and he planted a wet kiss on my open mouth. So, my legs were a little shaky when I stepped onto the cool tiles.

I set the big tray on the island. The day was giving way to night, and on my way to the fridge, I stopped to admire the pink, purple, and orange light against the sky.

Jake was quiet on his feet, but I sensed him behind me and whirled toward him. His wide frame halted between the jambs of the archway. His jaw was clenched, but I couldn’t tell what could cause this reaction until I saw the manila envelope in his hand.

My breath caught. “What is it?”

He strode in and tossed it on the counter. “The deed to my land.”

I would have laughed at the timing if the rip in my chest hadn’t burned my throat. Pushing my hip onto the side of the island to steady my legs, I mustered a smile from the part of me that was happy for him. “I’m happy for you, Jake.”

Unsure of how to interpret the intensity of his gaze and his silence. I rolled my shoulders back. “I’m going to pack.”

****

Jake

In two steps I was onto her. “Why?”

Sienna’s little frown was followed by a nervous swipe of her tongue on her upper lip.

“You have what you wanted, so I can go home. That was the plan, right?”

Plans fucking change.

I tucked a curl of her hair behind her ear. “Stay here, baby.”

“Jake, I need to go back to my life.”

Keeping my tone gentle, I pulled her close. “What about what’s happening between us?”

She frowned. “I don’t need to be here for us to have sex.”

When she leaned back, I brushed the back of my fingers on the silky skin of her cheek. “You’re safe here.”

“But I can’t stay here forever, and I need to see how I fare in the real world.” She heaved a deep breath. “The situation with Nigel and Edo is... complicated, so we should probably talk about that.”

I pecked her head. “I’m going to make some calls then we’ll eat and talk.”

“All right. I’m going to take a quick shower.”

She was going to wash us off her skin. Fuck that. “I don’t want you to wash us off.”

“It’s still my day, Jake,” she said quietly.

She needed this, and we needed to talk. “Go, kitten.”

After she’d cleared the kitchen, I pulled my cell out of my pocket. My first call was to Sile.

“Yo, brother. Bianc talked. How’s the honeymoon?”

Fucking interrupted. “Morrison sent the deed.”

“Fucking pleased, brother.” After a pause, he said, “When you’re done celebrating with Sienna, come by the bar.”

I moved to the window. “I’m gonna call Zook. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

When I got Zook in my ear, after congratulating me, he said, “The Family has intercepted three attempts the whoreson made at procuring himself organs.”

“We’re going back to the city. I need her protected. I also need the house insurance to come through.”

“Edo will have her watched.”

Different from being protected but no one would be able to touch her. “That works.”

After disconnecting the call, I opened the fridge and pulled the ingredients to make our sandwiches. I sliced the olive bread Sienna loved, poured a glass of white wine for her, and grabbed a beer.

She’d been gone for nearly twenty minutes. I took our dinner to my living room. Another five minutes passed before I moved to my office to check on her from the bigger screen of the monitor.

She was lying on the floor of her living room. Unmoving. My blood ran cold. Fear kicked my throat.

“Sienna!” I raced to her quarters and slammed the door open. She was on her back with her face turned toward the window.

“Fuck, no. Fuck, no.”

Falling on my knees beside her, I touched the pulse in her neck. Her chest jolted up. I froze. She blinked and removed her earbuds.

“What—?”

“Is it your heart, baby?” After a quick scan of her body, I leaned in. “Sienna, what’s wrong?”

Still blinking fast, she shook her head. “N-nothing. I’m fine. Jake I’m—”

I got us up. I pushed her face into my neck and breathed her in. She was okay. She was fucking breathing. She was...

Her nails pinched onto my sides. “Jake... I can’t breathe.”

Cupping her face, I kissed her hard. When she pulled out of the kiss, her mouth was swollen, and she was panting.

“Jake, I’m okay. I—"

“You were on the fucking floor, not moving.” I clamped my hand around her nape. “What the fuck were you doing on the floor?”

Her eyes widened, and she gasped. I needed to fucking calm down. I loosened my hold. “Baby, what were you doing on the floor?”

“Upside down perspective,” she murmured. She looked at the door then back at me, and her pretty brows dipped. “You knew I was on the floor before you came in?”

“And you fucking scared me.”

She broke out of my arms and shifted back. “Jake, how did you know I was lying on the floor?”

Ah fuck. I swept my hand over my face. “I had cameras installed. Two in here, one on your balcony and two in your office.”

She paled. “In the bedroom and the bathroom, too?”

“No.” When her eyes narrowed, I edged closer. “No, Sienna. I also had them installed on all the house’s exits. I wanted to make sure you wouldn’t try to run.”

At the next step back she took, tension spiked up the back of my neck.

“Who else has been watching me circle around like a rat in a cage? Did you record me and send the footage to Nigel?”

That socked me in the gut.

“No, baby, it’s a closed loop. I’m the only one who has access to it, and it’s not uploaded anywhere.”

She wrapped her arms around herself. She’d changed into a silky low-cut top with thin straps and matching pants.

“Sienna, I never lied to you in this house. I watched you read for hours or get lost in your thoughts when you sit in the corner of the couch. I watched you smile when it rains. I don’t know why you do it, but you always do. I also expected you to trash the place or set it on fire.”

The cute little roll of her eyes replaced her hurt expression. “The house is too beautiful.”

“There’re also cameras in my office. The day you went in, I watched you spin in my chair and taste my bourbon.”

Her face flushed. “I was just...I assumed it was your prize for the bet, and I wanted...” She bit on her bottom lip, and her chin dipped.

“No, baby. And you’re a butterfly.”

She whipped her gaze up at me. “What?”

“I watched you every fucking night. You’re a butterfly. Beautiful and delicate”

After a couple of blinks, she frowned. “That’s weird, Jake. Every night? That’s a little obsessive.”

There was nothing little about it. I was fucking gone for her.

“I’ll have the cameras removed from your quarters tomorrow.”

She let out a sigh and her shoulders relaxed before the corner of her lips curved. “Those are Bianca’s quarters, and I’m not sure she’ll like being your caged butterfly.”

“You’re right. Bianc would have my fucking balls for that.”

Sienna’s quiet giggle abated some of the tightness gripping my neck. Her upturned, extremely pretty face drew me closer. “Why do you smile at the rain, baby?”

“My mom loved rain, so when it rains, I feel like she’s watching over me.”

On cue, light rain splattered on the windows, drawing her gaze there. She turned back to me, and the suspicion had washed out of her expression.

“Jake, we should talk.”