Ridge Creek (33 page)

I watch mesmerized as he runs his tongue around his lips as
he savors the burning flavor of the bourbon.  Nodding towards my drinks he
urges me to drink one.  I grin back at him, grab my first shot and with the
ease of someone who has been practicing drinking shots for the past few weeks,
I down my shot in one go.  The cool liquid hits the back of my throat and sends
a burn through my nose.  I enjoy the burn as I inhale deeply through my nose
and feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading through my body.

I lock my eyes triumphantly on Jake’s, impressed with myself
and my newfound ability to drink hard liquor.  He smiles dangerously at me as
he lifts a hand, slowly turning it over and curling his pointer finger in a
‘come here’ motion. 

Like a puppet on a string I follow his finger, leaning over
the bar my eyes locked on his.  My heart starts to race and a sense of sheer
happiness envelops me. 

I like being told what to do.  Especially by Jake.

Pushing up onto the tip of my toes, I hover my face inches
from his.  His eyes sparkle dark and dangerous before me.  His lips tip almost
imperceptibly at the sides of his mouth.  I close my eyes and sigh softly. 
Intense feelings of expectation course through my veins as I feel his warm
breath against my face. 

Jake doesn’t disappoint.

Within a heartbeat I feel his hand wrap around the back of
my head as he drags me the last few centimeters to mash his lips against his
mine.  The kiss is anything but gentle.  Hard and furious, he wastes no time in
forcing his tongue between my lips to tangle our tongues. 

I groan softly.  He tastes amazing.  Warm and sweet with the
after burn of bourbon, I find myself lapping at his mouth for more.  We go hard
at each other for a few more beats, Jake’s hand scrunching my hair against the
back of my head as I respond with all I’m worth.    Desperate for more, I find
my hands scrabbling for purchase on the bar as I try to lift myself higher and
closer to Jake.  The bar now an annoying barrier to my being able to wrap
myself around him.

Chuckling against my lips, Jake suddenly breaks the kiss. 
Disappointed, I groan my displeasure.  Jake ignores me and loosens his hold on
the back of my head to slide his hand down my back.  With one deft movement, he
pops the catch on my bra.  Moving quickly with both hands, he slides both shoulder
straps down my arms and then yanks the bra from my front.  With a small flick
of his wrist, it sails over his shoulder.

Looking triumphantly into my eyes, Jake pushes me back
across the bar and back onto my feet.  “Another,” he announces as he nods towards
my second drink before he grabs his second shot and downs it. 

Throwing him an annoyed look, I grab for my drink and slam
it back.  Thudding the glass back down on the bar I stare at him boldly,
waiting for further instruction.  I can feel that I am at his mercy and I am
loving it.

Jake looks at my empty shot glass and smiles.  With the slow
movements of a man in total control, he slowly reaches across and one by one,
flicks each shot glass off the bar and to the floor next to me.  I watch
mesmerized as each glass bounces gently before rolling to a standstill against
the wall behind me.  When the last glass has finally comes to rest against the
wall, I shift my gaze back to Jake and lift an eyebrow at him. 

Questioning.

He grabs the bourbon bottle and lifts it in the air as he
growls, “Get on the bar.  Lie on your back.”

I don’t hesitate for even a second as I spin around, place
the heel of my hands on the bar and lift myself up to a seated position on the
smooth shiny timber of the bar.  Swinging my feet, I spin and lie down on the
bar, my eyes seeking Jake’s again.  I almost groan as I see the look of
pleasure on his face at my instant response to his request.

“Good girl,” he murmurs as he leans forward to peck me
lightly on the lips.  “Body shots.”

Body shots?

Oh my God.

I have
never
done body shots.  I have never even seen
anyone I know
do
body shots.  I have only ever seen them done on
television.  Another flush of excitement courses through my body and I shiver. 
“Don’t we need Tequila, salt and lemon?” I ask as I watch him lean back to
inspect my chest and stomach.

“Nope, any liquor will do.  Hold very still.”

I do as I am told and watch in fascination as Jake slowly
pours a stream of bourbon along my body, starting between my breasts and
trailing down to my belly button.   The liquid is cold and I shiver both in
anticipation and the cold contact to my stomach.

“Still,” Jake orders as he places the bottle down next to my
side.

I slowly draw in a deep breath as I stare mesmerized at the
side of his face.  He slowly lowers his head towards me.  Within an instant I
feel his hot tongue connect with the skin between my breasts as he angles his
head and swipes his tongue slowly towards my belly button.      Closing his
lips over my belly button, he slurps deeply and sucks every last drop of the
cool liquid back before tipping his head back to look at me, his eyes dark and
inky.

“Oh my God.”  The words slide breathily from my mouth as I
blink slowly up at him.  My skin feels like it is on fire.  My breasts are hard
as hell and my hardened nipples point straight at the ceiling almost begging
for some attention too.  “That was fucking awesome.”

Jake’s lips twitch as he leans forward and gently sucks a
nipple into his mouth.  His moist, warm lips send my core into convulsions and
I very nearly orgasm.

Holy shit.

Sucking deeply, I arch my back, pushing hard against him,
writhing in pleasure.  With a loud pop, Jake lets go of my nipple and moves to
the second one.   It feels like my eyes roll into the back of my head.  With
another pop, he lets go of my second nipple and I sense him pull him away from
body.  Snapping my eyes open, I am about to complain when I notice the look on
Jake’s face.  He is grinning and looks mischievous again. 

“What!” I snap, annoyed that he is no longer lavishing
attention on me.

“Just wondering if you were
bored,
” Jake smirks down
at me.

Bored?

“Fuck no!” I growl as I start scrambling to sit up on the
bar.  “What in God’s name made you think I was bored?”

Jakes hand flies out and presses one of my shoulders to push
me back down against the bar.  “I’m not saying I thought you were bored, I was
just checking that you
weren’t.
”

Staring dumbly up at him I knit my brows in confusion.  “Why
did you think you needed to check?  Was I doing something… um… wrong?”

Oh my god. 

Is he trying to tell me I’m a dead root or something?  Why
did he stop? 

Oh my god.

I watch as a huge shit eating grin spreads across Jake’s
face.  “No Ari, you were not doing anything wrong.  Which would be my point
exactly.”

“Your point?”

What the fuck is he on about?

“I just thought I’d give you a little reminder that sex is
not
boring…”

It is at that precise moment that I see red.  My body is
wired, I’m as horny as hell and he’s mocking me?  “You
asshole!
” I growl
as I start to struggle against his strong hand pinning me down.  “Now is not
the time to be proving points.  I want you to fuck me and I want you to fuck me
now.
”

Jake’s eyebrow piercing twitches and I watch as his grin
fades to a small smirk.  “You want me to fuck you
now
?” He asks
dangerously, his eyes pinned on mine.

“Yes please,” I feel the words tumbling from my lips as my
body softens against his hand and I spread myself willingly across the bar.

“Well okay then,” Jake announces softly before suddenly
launching to action.

And fast action it is.  With a speed that literally
astonishes me, his hands fly to the button on my shorts.  With one flick, the
button is open and half a second later the zipper is down.  Another second
later and my shorts are flying over his shoulder in the same direction my bra
went earlier.

Shocked at the speed with which I am suddenly naked and
sprawled on his bar I blink in surprise.  Jake smirks again and without further
hesitation rips his shirt over his head and I find myself suddenly blinded by
the beauty of his enormous chest and arms.  My eyes lock on his tattoos and I
sigh.

Not wasting any more time, I watch as Jake reaches into the
back pocket of his jeans and pulls out a condom.  My mind barely has time to
register that he came prepared before his jeans are down to the floor, he has
stepped out of them and slid the condom into place.    His long, thick, condom
covered cock bounces tantalizing against his stomach.

Still blinking I watch his next move with awe.  Stepping
closer to the bar, he pushes a stool roughly to the side.  Grabbing both of my
feet, he lifts them in the air and spins me on the shiny polished timber bar
top.  Quickly lowering my legs either side of his waist he lets them go briefly
to move and grab me by the waist.  Then, with one swift maneuver, he slides me
towards him and impales me on his huge cock.

I gasp in shock.

He smirks again, before he rolls his head back slightly and
groans.

I have to agree.  He feels
fantastic. 
My inner
muscles instantly clamp down on him as I feel his hands clench even more firmly
around my waist.  Without any further hesitation, Jake straightens his head, to
pin his eyes on mine.  His eyes have turned an almost black color.  Inky with
lust I watch as he slowly draws himself back out and slams savagely back into
me again.

I groan again as pleasure endorphins start racing through my
body.  I relax, my legs dangling uselessly over the edge of the bar.  My head
tips back to dangle over the opposite side of the bar as I lose eye contact
with Jake.  I lose myself fully to the pleasurable sensation of his cock
pounding hard into my deepest core.

Jake groans again and pulls out faster this time before
slamming back into me, grinding as hard as he can he seats his cock to its base
inside of me.  I let out a soft keening noise as I feel my inner muscles
clamping down on him.  The tantalizing tingles of an orgasm already building in
my stomach send cold chills down my spine.

Time stops as Jake continues his relentless pounding while I
hang limply across his bar, aware only of the sensations coursing through my
body.  With each pump, he touches that spot deep inside me that sends my brain
numb but sets my body on fire.  I start panting and feel moisture flooding to
my mouth and to my core.  I hear Jake groan again as he redoubles his efforts
to pound savagely against me.

“Need you to come babe, I need to blow,” he grunts as he
leans forward, sliding one hand further up my body to grab me by the neck and
lift me forward so his mouth can find mine.

I flop uselessly against him, all ability to control my body
gone.  I am lost in a sea of pleasure.  Feeling his tongue invade my mouth, I
jolt slightly as I regain some control.  I respond to his tongue with my own
and lift my legs to wrap them firmly around Jake’s waist.  I then wrap my arms
around his neck and groan as the intense please of skin on skin contact hits
me.  I can’t decide whether I like this position better than the last one or
not.

Jake grunts against my mouth as he slides his hands down by
back my buttocks to push hard against me as he continues to slam in and out.  A
myriad of emotions and sensations course through my body as my inner muscles
once again tighten around Jake and I slide over the edge into a mind blackening
orgasm.  What feels like lightning bolts course through my body and my inner
muscles spasm wildly around his cock. 

Jake groans loudly as he slams himself deep into me and
holds himself there.  Dragging his mouth from mine, he squeezes my body close
into his chest as I feel his cock start to pulse and he comes long and hard,
deep inside me.  Holding me tightly for a while, his cock slowly stops
twitching and my internal muscles relax.  It becomes clear that neither of us
wants to move.  I turn my head and gently kiss the base of his neck, close to
his tattoo.

Holy shit.

“I think I’m in trouble,” I murmur softly against his skin.

Jake stiffens slightly before relaxing and lowering his head
to kiss my hair.  “I know,” he murmurs back.  “We’ll work it out.”

“I don’t mean Vincent or Tony trouble, I mean trouble,
trouble,” I announce as I slowly start pulling away from his chest.  His hold
softens enough to allow me to create a gap of just few centimeters.

“What do you mean by trouble, trouble?”  I hear the confusion
in his voice even though I can’t see his face.

“Trouble, trouble means I think I’m clocking up a bigger
debt than I can repay.”

Stiffening again, Jake moves his hands to my shoulders and
lays me back far enough to examine my face.  He looks both wary and confused. 
His eyes are back to their normal bright green color and his lips a red and
slightly puffy from our furious kissing.  “You’re gunna need to explain that
one to me sweetheart, ‘cause I’ve got no clue what the fuck you’re on about.”

“You saved my life and gave me a new home.  That I think I
can repay by helping you with your business and if worst came to worst, by
paying you.” I explain slowly watching his face as he stares blankly at me,
analyzing my words.

He starts to knit his eyebrows slightly so I plow on before
he can stop me.  “You gave me a puppy.  I’ve always wanted a puppy so that
means a whole lot.  I thought I could repay you for that with sex.  Which was a
good idea before, but now I realize it is not...”

Jake stiffens again and I watch as his eyes darken and a
look of concern sluices across his face.  “Why the fuck is sex not a good
idea?” He growls as I feel his fingers digging slightly into my skin.  “Sex is
always
a good idea.”