Rules of Protection (Tangled in Texas #1)(85)

“She knows we weren’t dating, Emily. I told her in the barn.”

“God, Jake! First Cowboy, now Bobbie Jo? For an FBI agent, you suck at keeping secrets.” I picked my shirt off the floor and tried to figure out if it was inside out.

Jake sighed. “Where are you going?”

“Outside.” I waved my shirt around in frustration. “I don’t want to be in the same room with you right now.”

“You’re not going out there by yourself. Get back in bed.” I ignored him and started to pull my shirt over my head, but he leaned up and snatched it from my hands. “Emily, come on.”

“Screw you.”

Jake leaped from the bed and pulled me against him roughly. “Ever hear the saying, “Make love, not war?” Why don’t we try it? I guarantee you’ll like it.”

“Not a chance.” As tempting as it was, the mention of Bobbie Jo’s name had completely obliterated my sex drive, making me cranky and unreasonable.

He struggled with his temper, trying to keep his anger in check, but the fumes between us were inflammable. One tiny spark could easily cause an explosion. So what better to do than to strike the match and throw it in his face.

“If Bobbie Jo has such an impact on you, then why don’t you pass your offer along to her? I’m sure she’ll be more than willing to accept.”

The shouting match turned into a scuffle ending with my body jolted onto the bed. Jake’s heavy body insulated mine, pressing me into the mattress, holding me firmly in place.

Fuming mad, I fought like a wildcat to get up, but he was stronger and pinned my arms above my head. When I tried to kick him, he shoved his way between my thighs. When I tried to bite him, he laughed.

“So we’re back to that now, are we?” he asked, grinning. “Maybe I should nibble on you, see how you like it.” Jake lifted his eyebrow as if he considered the idea, then something hard throbbed against my thigh.

“Don’t even think about it,” I warned, narrowing my eyes.

He chuckled again. “Not my fault I can’t fight fair with a naked woman. You dangled the carrot. I just reached for it,” he said with a lustful gaze. “I know this sounds strange, but I’m really turned on right now.”

Jake’s erection grew stronger between my legs, making my stomach flutter with excitement. “Then that makes two of us,” I admitted breathlessly.

We both snickered at the idiocy of the situation.

“Look, I’m sorry. I don’t want to argue. I know she’s not your favorite person, and I can even understand why you’d be jealous. I wouldn’t like it if you were friendly with an ex-boyfriend, either. But I’m telling you…there’s nothing between her and me. Not anymore.”

I sighed in surrender. “I don’t want to talk about her. Can we just forget about her for now? We were on the right track before you took the detour and derailed us.”

Jake smirked. “Then I guess it’s up to me to get us back on track,” he said with determination.

Methodically, he shifted a little to the left and buried himself inside me, making me gasp at the full brunt of him. My mind softened at the infusion of our bodies and the ingenuity of his effective pinning technique.

The weight of his body on mine was unbearable. Yet, I couldn’t get him close enough. The sexual tension was magnetic, but we faced off in a mind-blowing, breath-defying battle to see who’d move first. Too bad for him I don’t fight fair.

As my inner muscles clasped him, he let out a soft groan, but didn’t move. I squeezed and relaxed again, applying more pressure and allowing my contractions to tempt him into knee-buckling bliss.

Jake swallowed hard in my ear. “I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have…” I clenched my pelvic floor again, and his head shot up. “My God, I won’t last much longer if you keep doing that.”

“Then let go of my wrists and we’ll try it a different way.” He released me, and I pushed him over, rolling with him, as he landed on his back with me straddling his hips.

His eyes glossed over as he blew out a breath. “That’s not going to be any better for me. The angle is…oh, sweet Jesus.” His eyes rolled up into the back of his head.

“Did you think I was going to lie there and let you have your way with me again? How about I take the reins this time? You just sit back and…”

“Oh God,” he murmured. “Keep doing that.”

Slowly, I ricocheted my hips off his in a rhythmic, circular pattern. But it wasn’t long before he was grunting and digging his fingers into the flesh of my hips. I changed tempo and wiggled wildly on top of him, whispering dirty suggestions that forced him to hold himself painfully back. The agony must’ve been too much. He gripped my ass and rocked both of us to an orgasm, his chasing mine with seconds to spare.

He was still hard inside me when I collapsed onto him, feeling his dark chest hair rasp across my sensitive nipples. Jake pulled my neck toward him, latching his mouth to mine and sucking on the tip of my tongue. We lay together, our bodies slickened with sweat, as our breathing slowed. Within minutes, he had me on my back, thrusting hard into me as he went for a bonus orgasm.

If our previous encounter had been red-hot, then this one was white-hot. Unable to get enough, his hands became rougher, gripping me with bruising force as he drove himself inward.