Back To You - A Second Chance Romance

She took what she wanted from me, moaning her way through another release, and that time, I almost lost my composure.

Instead, I fought off the urge to come and edged the pleasure. As bad as I wanted that release, I also wanted to make it last for both of us. It had been too long to rush.

Chapter Ten

Kate

I still couldn’t believe this was happening, but I was going to go with it and make the most of it. As I rode Jake slowly, working my hips for maximum pleasure, I felt a certain sense of fear.

Before I could let it consume me, he moved me to the edge of his bed and sat up, my legs falling across his lap as he got up, lifting me in his arms as he stood.

He stumbled a bit, and I found my ass against the built-in dresser. Then he thrust his hips forward, hitting my G-spot until I cried out. “Yes! Don’t stop.”

His hips worked faster, and I could feel the trailer moving. Once it began squeaking, he picked me up again, and I soon found my back against the mattress. Jake stretched out on top of me, never leaving my depths.

My pleasure took over, and I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations of my release.

“Look at me,” he said.

I opened my eyes, and he looked at me, locking our stares. The moment was so raw, so intimate, so intense, that I nearly came again on the spot.

He kissed me again, and each time, it melted my heart and made me miss what we were.

I knew that this was just a reaction to his anger for me. And I had really screwed up. I wasn’t used to movie-set etiquette, and apparently, my expertise was not as important as they’d first made it seem.

Before I could let myself wallow in self-pity, he pulled me out of my head, and I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but the way it made me feel had me crying out.

He covered my mouth and smiled. “There’s going to be a crowd formed when we leave if you keep that up.”

I hadn’t realized that it would be so easy for others to hear, but it made sense in the small trailer. I kissed him again, keeping our lips locked as I came, hoping that it would keep me quiet.

As my body quaked with pleasure, I felt a twitch inside of me, and Jake pushed his hips deep, grinding against me as he found his own release.

“Holy shit, that escalated quickly,” he said, lying beside me. “I needed that.”

I felt my cheeks redden, realizing that it had all happened too fast and in anger. I had let myself ignore it before, but now the truth of it seemed too large.

I got up and quickly found my shirt. I slipped it over my head and gathered my undergarments as Jake watched me from the bed.

How could I have been so stupid? This obviously meant nothing, and it was just some form of release after his temper tantrum. I should have left after I slapped him, but I had to take some of the blame. I had wanted him just as much.

Our passions had been so riled up that it had just happened, and I figured he’d come to his senses and realize that it was a huge mistake. We had to keep things professional.

As he got up and went to the bathroom, I considered telling him that it was best if we just kept our hands to ourselves in the future, but it was probably stupid of me to assume that it would be a problem for him. Our past was so long ago, and it wasn’t like he couldn’t have any woman he wanted. Hell, he had his own fan club and a million women at his feet, who would gladly do any number of sleazy and sordid things with him.

I was just a distant memory come to light, an easy opportunity, and after the slap, who knew? Maybe this was his way of letting me know he was in control, and I wasn’t going to get the best of him.

I took the time to put on my panties and then went to the bathroom when he came out. I closed the little door and sat there a minute, trying to gather my thoughts. Neither of us had said a word, and I felt like the silence was growing too big between us. It was almost like another person had been there.

I finished up and pulled on my jeans. Then I went ahead and put on my bra before walking to find my shoes.

Jake sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching me.

“I have to work on my data report while I have a little downtime.” He didn’t say a word, but then, he’d made it perfectly clear just what he thought of my work. To him, it was a waste of time and something that most people didn’t care about.