Forbidden Heat (22 page)

“You told him that?”

She nodded. “If he can’t face that he loves you . . . or that he did love you . . . If he can’t face the possibility of loving a man . . . then how can he know if he loves me . . . or any woman?”

He slid his arms around her and drew her close to his chest. Her damp face rested against his robe and he stroked her hair.

“You’ve got it all figured out.” He sighed. “Now what would you say if I told you”—he tucked his finger under her chin and lifted her face until their gazes caught—“that
I
love you?”

Danielle stared up at him, shock tumbling through her. She had intended to go back home to Phoenicia, but once she’d started driving, she’d felt so empty inside. So alone. She’d thought going to see Jake would help. But now . . .

“Jake, you shouldn’t joke—”

He captured her lips. Fervently. The underlying passion swelled through her, blazing through her blood like wildfire.

“My God, Dani. I love you. I’ve wanted to tell you for so long.”

Her eyes widened. “But . . . I thought you loved Trey. That’s why we started this whole thing.”

“No, that’s why
you
started it,” he reminded her. “I went along with it because . . . you seemed to want it to happen so much.”

Jake didn’t care about getting together with Trey? But she knew they cared about each other. She could
feel
it.

He tightened his arms around her. “Anyway, I just told you I love you. Let’s not talk about Trey.”

He captured her lips and she melted against his hard masculine body. His arms around her made her feel protected and . . . loved.

Jake loved her?

Overwhelming emotions welled up inside her. Warm, powerful feelings. Loving feelings.

Was she in love with Jake? Had she been falling in love with him all along? Of course she wouldn’t want to admit it to herself . . . not when she wanted him and Trey to get together. . . .

Not when she never believed she’d actually find someone to love . . . someone who would love her back.

He stroked her hair behind her ears and cupped her face. “Dani. Tell me you love me, too.”

She stared at him, searching her heart. Uncertainty twisted through her. Should she tell him? What if it wasn’t real? What if, like with Trey, it was her need to belong to someone? To be needed?

“Don’t be afraid, sweetheart. I know these emotions are confusing to you. I know you don’t trust your instincts about love. Just tell me how you feel right now.”

“I . . .” As she stared into his deep blue eyes, she saw love shining there. For her. She felt his heart beating against hers. She wanted to melt into him. Become one with him.

“I . . .” She raised her hand and stroked it over his raspy cheek, and tears pushed at her eyes. “I do love you.”

Maybe it was a mistake to say it. Maybe she’d regret it later. But right now, with her heart thundering in her chest . . . and a yearning in her so powerful she thought she might faint from the need . . . she had to express what she felt for this wonderful man.

“I love you.” She pressed her lips to his and stroked her tongue forward.

He met it, and their tongues arched together in a passionate dance. She stared into the depths of his midnight eyes. He stroked her hair back with a tender brush of his fingertips.

“Oh, Dani, I want you so much.”

She sucked in a deep breath, nodding. “Me, too.”

His fingers found the buttons of her blouse and he released them, quickly and clumsily. When his hands stroked over her breasts, she cried out at the exquisite arousal of her hardening nipples. She kissed beneath his chin as she opened his robe and slipped her hand inside, impatient to feel his sturdy cock in her hand. It was big and hard and hot.

He groaned and dropped his robe to the floor then kicked it away. She stroked his cock, loving the feel of the kid-leather-soft flesh stretched over an iron-hard shaft. He dragged off her blue lace panties, leaving her naked from the waist down with her blouse hanging open. She reached behind her and freed the clasp of her bra, then pulled it and the blouse off at the same time.

He grinned at her. She let her gaze wander over his tall muscular body, then drop to his impressive erection. She leaned forward and grasped his huge cock, then pressed her lips to the tip. When she licked him, he groaned again. She wrapped her lips around him and lapped at the ridge around the corona. Then she dove down on him, swallowing him as deep as she could.

His fingers glided through her hair. He stroked her head as she bobbed up and down on his shaft, eager to please him. She licked and squeezed him in her mouth. She cupped his balls and gently kneaded them as she sucked him deep.

“Oh, baby. Oh, I’m so close.” His hands tightened around her head and he groaned.

Hot liquid filled her mouth. She continued to suck and squeeze while she stroked over his hard muscular butt, loving the feel of him coming under her attention.

He pushed her back on the couch and leaned to her breast. He captured her nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth. She moaned at the exquisite heat of him around her and at the deep yearning that pulsed through her at his touch. He shifted to her other breast and sucked, while continuing to caress the first.

She grabbed his cock and stroked. It was already hard again.

“Please, Jake. I want you inside me.”

He captured her lips again in a passionate kiss.

“Whatever you want, I’ll give you.”

He climbed over her, then pressed his cockhead to her opening . . . which was wet and ready for him. He captured her lips again, kissing her passionately as he slid inside her. She felt so close to him. So loved.

When he was fully immersed in her, he released her lips and gazed into her eyes.

“I love you, sweetheart.” He stroked her cheek, filling her with warmth.

Then his cock twitched inside her, sending hot rippling sensations throughout her body. She squeezed him inside her and he groaned. His long hard cock filled her so full. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper. She almost cried out at the exquisite feeling of being filled so deeply by his hard length. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her tight to his body.

“You are so incredibly hot around me,” Jake said. His twitching cock left no doubt about what heat he was talking about.

He drew back, his cock stroking inside her, then drove forward again. She moaned at the exquisite invasion. Pleasure washed through her in waves. He drew back again, then forward.

“Oh, Jake.”

He pulled back and drove forward faster this time. Her head began to spin and her body thrummed with pleasure.

“Yes.”

He plunged faster . . . deeper . . . filling her thoroughly. His hard cock stroking her insides. Soon he was pumping into her like a jackhammer. Thought melted away and joy pulsed through her . . . expanding . . . enhanced by a million delightful sensations dancing through her body.

Jake kissed her. His tongue dove into her mouth and mirrored his cock’s rapid thrusting. She sucked his tongue, moaning, barely able to get enough of him.

Then she felt it. That huge wave of bliss washing over her.

“Oh, Jake. Oh, I’m . . .” She moaned at the onslaught of pleasure. “. . . coming.”

Ecstasy burst through her and she clung to him. He continued to thrust, riding her orgasm as she wailed her release. Jake groaned and held her tight, grinding his cock deep inside her. It pulsed and liquid heat filled her.

He continued to hold her tight against him, his hard cock still immersed in her, and she wished he’d never let her go.

Trey sat on the bench beside Suzie as they watched Tasha feed the ducklings with the torn pieces of bread she’d brought from home. Tasha tossed a handful of chunks toward the babies and they dashed around, retrieving the scattered pieces. The mother duck snatched up a big fluffy white hunk Tasha tossed in her direction.

The sun shone down bright and cheerful, but Trey’s heart was heavy. He still couldn’t believe Danielle had left. He’d told her he loved her and . . . she’d fled. How could she believe she didn’t love him back? The way she looked at him . . . the way she touched him. How could she deny her feelings?

And that excuse about him not loving himself . . .

He was sure her doubts stemmed from fear. Fear that their relationship wouldn’t last. Fear of truly depending on another person. Fear of really listening to her heart. She didn’t believe in happily-ever-after. At least not for herself.

He hadn’t told Jake yet.

He glanced at the golden sunlight reflecting off the philosophy building across the creek. Trey and his sisters had stopped at the campus because he had to make a quick visit to his office. After that they would head to lunch together.

He stood up. “Suzie, I’ll go stop by my office. How about I see you back at the campus center in about an hour and a half?”

He knew both his sisters loved shopping in the little campus shop which had apparel, glasses, mugs, and various items emblazoned with the university crest. And if they ran out of shopping to do, there was the café. It wouldn’t take him that long, but he would use the extra time to stop by Jake’s office.

“Okay,” Suzie said as she watched the ducklings with delight.

Trey crossed the campus to the computer building and walked the two flights up to his office. He chatted with Irene, his co-worker, about a nasty bug she’d found in the new student tracking system they’d been developing together, and helped her debug it for about twenty minutes. Finally, they pinpointed the problem area—it was always easier when they put their heads together—and discussed solutions around the problem.

He glanced at his watch and realized he’d been there almost an hour. He bid Irene goodbye and headed toward the philosophy building.

“Hi. I’m ready for lunch.”

Jake glanced up and smiled when he saw Danielle standing in the doorway to his office. This morning had been sensational, and he was floating on air knowing she loved him.

He gestured her into his office. “Are you sure we don’t need to discuss your grades and how you can improve them?”

She closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked toward him, he stood up. She stepped into his arms and kissed him soundly.

“Why, Professor Jamieson, you already promised me an A plus.”

“Did I now?” He slid his hands around her body and cupped her deliciously firm ass, then pulled her tighter against him. His cock swelled at the feel of her pressed against him. “Is there anything else you’d like me to give you?”

She ran her hand over his growing bulge and he had to stifle a groan.

“You told me you have a meeting after lunch so we don’t have much time.”

She reached under her skirt and slid down her panties, then dropped them into his hand. She sat on his desk and drew him toward her as she raised her legs on either side of him and propped her feet on his chair. She unfastened his zipper and sent him a devilish smile as she drew out his rock-hard cock, then leaned forward and licked him, then swirled her tongue over and all around his cockhead.

“You’re very hard, Professor Jamieson.”

She pulled aside her skirt, revealing her naked pussy. His heart pounded.

“Please slide your delicious hard cock into me and fuck me.”

She tugged on his cock, and as soon as his cockhead pressed against her hot slick pussy, he groaned. He thrust forward, impaling her. This time, she groaned.

She wrapped her arms around him and cupped his ass. He thrust and thrust again.

“Oh, yes. Fuck me hard, Professor. Make me come.”

She gasped as he drove in deep and hard. He could feel her heart thumping against her chest, her breathing accelerating. His body tightened as he pumped into her. Faster. Harder.

She moaned, then gasped.

“Oh, yes. I’m . . . coming.”

He held her tight as he thrust her over the edge, then kissed her . . . swallowing her wail of bliss as she plummeted into an intense orgasm. He thrust again and erupted inside her.

They clung to each other, his arms encircling her body, her hands cupping his ass and holding him tight in the cradle of her thighs. Reluctantly, he drew back, pulling free of the hot embrace of her body.

“I think I’d better feed you now,” he said.

He grabbed the panties he’d dropped on his chair at some point and handed them to her. She slipped them on, then smoothed down her skirt.

He accompanied her to the door, then opened it. As they started out of the office, the phone rang.

“I’ll just get that,” he said as he headed back into the office. He picked up the phone. “Hello? Yes, okay . . . Sure. Two o’clock would be fine.” He hung up the phone. “It turns out my appointment is delayed so we have some extra time.”

He stepped from behind his desk and took her into his arms, wanting to taste her again. He kissed her, savoring the feel of her soft full lips.

Nineteen

Trey walked along the hall toward Jake’s office and saw Suzie standing at Jake’s door. Oh, damn. Was she still after Jake, even after their conversation?

“Suzie?”

She turned to face him, a stunned look on her face. Her eyes widened.