Jake holds the keys out in front of me, swinging his hand just out of reach like a torturous plaything and I lean up to swipe them. He lifts them higher and hits my mouth with a kiss when I try for a second time. He has a happy playful smirk on his face and his sexy stubbly jaw looks very delicious this morning to match his very good mood.
“Stop tormenting me and open the damn door.” I giggle, and step back, folding my arms across my chest in a no-nonsense Carrero pose. I try to appear authoritative, but he just frowns and tweaks my nose in the most annoying way.
“Ask me nicely.” He grins and lifts them higher above his head with a wicked look in his eye. He’s been like this since he got up and I’m enjoying the return of playful Jake. It’s been almost non-existent lately and I can only sigh at him.
“Please, Jake … loving, gorgeous, beautiful man of mine. Can I have the keys to our new home? Thank you very much!” I pout at him with a sickly-sweet voice, oozing sarcasm. My hands on his magnificent chest, imploringly, in a very sexy black sweater.
“Nope.” He turns in front of me walking toward the front door we’ve been standing a few feet from and I scowl, viciously, jokingly at his back.
Asshole.
He wants me to beg. He seems to get a kick out of it lately, torturing me over these last few days, some sort of sexual gratitude. Not that I mind. Jake in fun and playful mode is almost as good as Jake in sex mode.
OK not even a close almost.
I walk up behind him sliding my hands into the butt pockets of his jeans as he unlocks the door. My hands flat against his pert ass, enjoying the way I can grope every movement of his body. It makes me ache for him more and my temperature climbs as my eyes devour that muscular set of shoulders straining under his black smooth knitted sweater.
He opens the door and pulls me in with him, pressing numbers into a keypad on the wall beside the door, shutting off the infernal beeping that started the second the door opened. I gaze around the grand entrance at the white marble floor and sweeping staircase almost a mirror image to the Carrero house next door with a surge of complete excitement.
This is ours. Jake and I have a home together, a new start. We really are home.
He reaches behind and pulls my hands out of his pockets turning to face me, bending down to scoop me up in his arms. I squeal with the sudden motion and I’m met with a full-on passionate kiss. Tongues, teeth, and smiles.
were getting the keys today and she assured him she was coming
here to do?” Daniel walks in behind her and I can’t help but throw her a smile with raised eyebrows. He goes to place a hand on her shoulder, and
give him a break, even a little
anyway. He
wanders off after his little hell-cat, trying to get a hold of her, being met with little slaps on the hand each time and quiet, I don’t think so’s. It’s obvious that Leila has no intention
on with
lot of angry sex and Leila trying like hell to push him away … That girl is hell bent on making him hurt her because it’s what she’s expecting.” He shrugs and carries me toward the large downstairs formal lounge, sliding me to my feet when we walk into the huge blank room. All the furniture is gone, despite the owners leaving some included in the sale. Jake wanted us to start from scratch and
back through the door, but
… Hunter needs to play this right because Leila is done with being hurt by him; there will be no second chance this time. She wants him to prove he has what it takes to be with her, and she’s going to put him through a lot worse before he
to pull the drapes wide
bigger, the huge floor to ceiling windows frame the view, taking my breath away instantly. I turn slowly and scan around; this room has one large open
this room
Christmas trees, and trimmings by a roaring
children opening presents on a warm furry rug on a snowy day, and I break into
furniture.” I blush, a happy surge at
this room with a huge roaring fire and serious plush rug down there.” Jake smiles and nods at the floor where I’d been imagining the same thing. I
Yeah, I guess not.
jokes about the lack of sex lately. I guess in a bid to try to get our head around the emotional barrier that Jake still has, one I can no longer understand. We’ve come so far and yet
play your cards right, shorty, and I might be talked into trying again. I can’t keep beating the shit out boxing bags for the next few months. I can’t
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