Sharp Edges (23 page)

“So, what’s going on
?” I asked as we stood in the living room, staring at each other.

He cleared his throat
. “I’ll get to that in a second. Would you like a beer or glass of wine? I picked some up at the liquor store.”

“Sure, what kind of wine do you have?”

“A Merlot or Moscato?”

“I’
ll take a glass of the Moscato. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. S
it down and make yourself at home,” he said, walking towards the kitchen looking sexy as always, this time in a tight grey Harley T-shirt and faded blue jeans.

I sank into the sofa and closed m
y eyes as another song started. Two minutes later, Jake walked out of the kitchen with a tall goblet of white wine and another beer for himself.

I smiled as he handed me the wine
. “This is a pretty big glass. You’re not trying to get me drunk, are you, Detective Sharp?”

He sat down next to me and put his feet up on the coffee table. “That d
epends on if it makes you easy.”

I laughed. “You just don’t give up, do you?”

He chuckled. “Now that I’ve had a taste, I want more. What can I say?”

Remembering our interlude in the kitchen,
I felt my cheeks heat up. “Would you just stop?”

“
You’re no fun,” he pouted.

I took a sip of my wine. “D
id you find out anything?”

He took a swig of his beer and nodded. “Yeah, I found Tina and her husband.”

My eyes widened. “And..?”

He’s in the hospital.”

“Oh, my God – did you put him there?”

He laughed. “Unfortunately, no, he’s been in the hospital for a couple of days.
Appendicitis.”

I released a heavy sigh. “So, he’s not the one who killed Scott?”

“No. But I did talk to Tina.”

“What did she have to say?”

He rubbed his chin. “Not much.”

I closed my eyes and groaned.

“Hey,” he said. “It’s okay. I didn’t think she would anyway. But don’t worry, I found what I needed on my own.”

My eyebrows shot up.
“How?”

He smiled. “It’s a secret. If I told you, I’d have to…”

“Kill me?” I interrupted, taking another sip of the sweet wine.

“No,”
he replied, with a cocky grin. “I’d have to fuck you so hard, you’d forget.”

His w
ords, the memories of earlier, and the heat of the wine had an immediate effect. Before I could stop myself, I set my glass down and put a hand on his chest. “In that case, you’d better tell me.”

He
groaned and pulled me onto his lap. “Woman, you’re not making this easy on me. How am I supposed to back off when you tease me like that?”

I lowered my eyes, wondering what the hell I wa
s doing myself. I’d planned on keeping my distance but I just couldn’t resist the man. “I don’t know. I’m not even sure what I’m doing.”

He lifted my chin and we stared into each
other’s eyes. “I swear to you, Lindsey, I won’t fuck with your head.”

I slipped my arms around his neck and
pulled his lips to mine. “I know,” I whispered into his mouth.

He slid his hands over my h
ips and pushed me against his hardness. “You sure about this?”

I wasn’t.

But, I closed my eyes and pressed against him, enjoying the sensation. “Yes,” I breathed as his lips moved to my neck.

He stood up with my legs
wrapped around his waist and carried me down the hall to his bedroom. I glanced around and noted that it was also relatively simple, save for the luxurious king-sized bed and another large television mounted to the wall.

I sighed in p
leasure when he dropped me onto the plush mattress. “Mm… I love your bed.

“
Far as I’m concerned, a man’s bed is just as important as his television. Now, last chance to back out – once I get you naked, I’m not stopping,” he said, crawling towards me on the bed.

“I wouldn’t want you to.”

He stared into my eyes and touched my cheek. “Lindsey, do you trust me?”

I nodded.
“Yes.”

He leaned over
me and pulled out something from his nightstand.

My eyes widened
at the sight of handcuffs. “Oh…um, maybe we should use those another time?”

He smiled.
“You said you trusted me.”

“Yes, but…”

“No buts,” he said, straddling my waist with his thighs. The next thing I knew, he had my arms above my head and they were handcuffed to the brushed metal headboard.

“I don’t know
about this,” I whispered against his mouth as he began kissing me.

He raised his head and brushed a strand of hair from my cheek. “Relax
.”

I closed my eyes and
sighed as his lips moved to my neck and his hands to my breasts.

“Now you’re all mine
,” he said, unbuttoning my top and then removing my bra.

I moaned as his mouth found my nippl
es, licking and sucking the tips, causing a delicious ache below.

“
Screw this, just let me touch you,” I begged.

“You need to learn patience
,” he whispered, flicking and twirling his tongue around my nipple.

“Right
,” I breathed as his other hand slid down to my jeans and began unbuttoning them.

He chuckled.
“I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“You’re
already driving me crazy,” I whispered as he slipped a hand into my jeans.

“I’ve only
started,” he replied with a seductive smile. Then he lowered his face to my navel and began making a trail with his tongue towards the top of my panties.

“Oh
, God…” I squeaked, wanting so badly to run my fingers through his hair.

“Let’s get these out of the way,”
he whispered, tugging at my jeans. The next thing I knew they were off and I had nothing but my panties left.

“What about you?” I whispered
.

“All in good time,” he said, moving his hands to my thighs and separating them.

I closed my eyes and let out a ragged breath as his fingers slid under the cotton.

“See, I knew you’d enjoy this
,” he whispered, rubbing my sweet spot.

“O
h…I…Jesus…” I breathed as he buried his face between my legs and began pleasuring me. I arched my back as his strokes grew even wilder, feeling both torture and pleasure at being so vulnerable.

“Let’s see if this makes it better
,” he whispered, sliding two fingers inside of me. Then his tongue moved back, licking me in a delicious frenzy and it took no time before my hips were bucking and an orgasm slammed through my body like a massive tidal wave.

“
Yes…OhmyGod…Yes…” I gasped, wanting so badly to touch him. “Please!”

“Please what?” he asked, sliding his tongue back up towards my belly
button.

“Take them off,” I demanded, motioning towards the handcuffs.

He lifted his head and smiled. “I don’t know. Maybe I should keep you forever as my fiery red-haired sex slave.”

“Jake.”

He stood up and removed his shirt, exposing his smooth, muscular chest. He tilted his head. “I could fuck you whenever I wanted.”

“Jake…”

“Eat you whenever I wanted.”

Okay, that made me blush.

He removed his belt buckle and snapped it. “And spank your beautiful ass whenever it was required.”

My eyebrows shot up.

He chuckled and dropped the belt. “Or not.”

“
Please, take these off so that I can touch you,” I begged.

“You really don’t have much patience, do you?” he said, unbuttoning
his jeans.

“
Not when I want something this badly,” I said, staring at his boxers. I could see a hint of the scar that led underneath the white fabric.

He pushed his boxers
down and my eyes widened in pleasure at the size of him. I licked my lips. “Now you
have
to let me touch that.”

“Oh, I
do, huh?” he said, crawling between my legs.

“Yes.”
The tip of his penis touched my opening and I spread my legs wider, already anticipating the way he’d fill me. “Please.”

He smiled wickedly.
“Please what?”

“
Release these cuffs or fuck me,” I demanded, getting frustrated.

He grabbed the back of my hair and wound it around his hand. “Oh, I like that. Tell me to fuck you again.”

“Fuck me.”

He pulled my hair
tighter and stared into my eyes. “I don’t know if I believe that you want it badly enough. Tell me again and this time, make it
believable
.”

“Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me hard,” I growled.

He raised my thighs and then began to enter me slowly.

“Uh…” I gasped
, not having anticipated the actual size of him, even when he’d stood before naked. 

“Is this what you wanted?” he whispered huskily
as he plunged inside of me.

“Yes,” I breathed,
feeling him move out and then back in, ever so slowly. Only having been with Scott, I’d never considered anything this dense inside of me.

“You want it
harder or faster?”

Oh God.

“Both…” I pleaded.

H
e picked up speed and I gasped in pleasure as I watched his perfectly sculpted body above me, driving me crazy with every thrust. Then, just when I thought I could actually handle the pressure of his movements, he raised my legs over his shoulders and began driving into me even harder.

“Fuck
, you’re so tight,” he groaned through clenched teeth.

I closed my eyes and moaned
as he moved deeper with every movement, creating more pleasure in places I’d never felt before. “Jake, dammit, remove these cuffs,” I demanded.

He stopped moving and
I sighed in relief as he leaned over and grabbed a set of keys from the nightstand, finally releasing me.

I slid my hands around his neck and kissed him in gr
atitude as he entered me again. “Yes,” I moaned as his hips moved faster and I felt another orgasm beginning to form. Just as I was about to go over the edge, however, he flipped me over like a ragdoll and thrust back inside of me, holding me by the hips this time. Seconds later, my body trembled and quivered and I could feel myself constricting around him as I came.

“
Oh, fuck,” he groaned. “Lindsey…”

I put my h
and over the one he had on my breast and squeezed as he shuddered against me and then quickly pulled out.

“Wouldn’t
want you to get pregnant,” he said, leaning over me.

I smiled.
“No worries. I’m on the pill.”

His eyes widened and he
slapped my ass playfully. “Fuck, you should have told me.”

“Sorry.”

He pulled me against him and kissed the side of my neck. “Next time, I’m staying inside,” he whispered into my ear.

“Next time?”

He smiled
, arrogantly. “Of course.”

“You’re
a really confident guy,” I teased. “But now I understand why.”

“
Face it, beautiful, you’ll be back for more of this guy,” he said, pointing towards his crotch.

I burst out laughing. “You’re such a …man.”

“Damn right and I’ll prove it again if you give me a few minutes to recover.”

I touched his thigh. “I think a few minutes
is all I have until my mother comes looking for me,” I said.

He cringed. “Oh, that’s right. Mom is in town.
I feel like a teenager again.”

“Tell me about it,” I said.

Just then his cell phone began to ring. He pulled it out of his jeans and swore.

“Duty calls?” I asked
, wrapping a blanket around my nakedness.

He nodded. “Looks like it. I’m going to check in and see what’s happening.”

“Okay,” I said, admiring his chiseled butt as he walked out of the bedroom.

“Be right back!
” he called. “Don’t move.”

I lo
oked at the clock and groaned, it was after midnight and I had too much to do in the morning. As I reached down to grab my clothes, I noticed the drawer to his nightstand was still slightly ajar. I put my hand down to close it when something inside caught my eye. Curiosity got the better of me, and I opened it.