Jake by Charley Descoteaux

Author:Charley Descoteaux
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CeeTwo Publishing

I must have blacked out for a few seconds because the next thing I know, I’m limp across the bench and my skin is humming and I feel so alive I might cry. Micah is sitting cross-legged beside my head. He’s caressing my back and my arms and talking softly. I haven’t caught a word of it.

“Sorry,” I mumble, but I’m smiling so hard it hurts and I’m not one bit sorry for anything.

“Don’t be. I’m glad you liked it.”

“Wait. It’s over? What about you?” I force myself to focus but it isn’t easy. My eyes don’t even want to be open right now. Micah is sitting on the floor, fully clothed except for his bare feet.

“What about me? I had a great time. You were amazing, Jake. I’ll give you a minute to recover and then I’ll get you up and off that bench.”

“Or?”

Micah chuckles and pushes himself up. “Or nothing.” He kneads my shoulder and trails a hand down my back as he moves away from my head. “You did great. These marks are beautiful on your ass. But this is enough for one night.”

He squeezes my ass, and it sends a shiver through me. After a light swat over a crop mark that makes me see stars and brings me to half-mast again, he unfastens my legs from the bench. He rubs my legs a little, maybe to get the blood flowing. Maybe he even sighs a little while he does that.

“I’m glad you like the crop. But it’s easy to go overboard, especially at first. I don’t want to really hurt you, Jake. That’s not what this is about.”

He hunkers down to unfasten my arms, and barely glances my way. I doubt he needs to see the cuffs to unfasten them, so I have no clue what he’s thinking. Or why I want to know so badly.

But I do. I want to know every thought running through his gorgeous head. And I want to do this again, but maybe with more talking. He talked a lot in the movies. But I guess there was a script, so he had to . . .

“You didn’t.”

“You might feel differently tomorrow. When you have to go to work and your ass keeps reminding you of tonight.”

I can’t stifle a groan at that thought. It was hard enough to get through last week. Will it be easier now that I’ve blown off some steam? Or will it be harder now that I know what I want and who can give it to me?

No way to know right now, so when Micah releases me and helps me off the bench, I stop thinking about next week and let myself enjoy now. Leaning against his large, hard body, feeling his big hands on my skin, is definitely enjoyable.

My legs slowly stop shaking and Micah asks if I want to clean up. I don’t want to leave—him or the room—but what else is there to do? He’s practically dismissed me. So I go into his bathroom and close the door.

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