slipped her hand inside and closed her fingers around him. She’d been hot and wet, her bud already swollen when her slender, muscular thighs had straddled his waist, her hair a sleek curtain around her curves, her eyes closed, her head thrown back.. .
Alex hit him hard on the arm. “Hey bro, stop staring at Sophia.”
Jake shook himself. Another memory crowded out the images of Sophia: Alex punching him in the face for sleeping with his sister just before he’d left for boot camp. Although he’d thought of her several times since he’d arrived home, he’d deliberately avoided asking Alex about her, for exactly this reason. He cut his gaze over to Alex. “Are we good about Sophia?”
“Just make sure you stay away from her,” Alex said, a warning note in his voice.
“I’ll keep my distance,” Jake promised, though inside, he wasn’t sure if this was a promise he’d be able to keep.
Sophia had chased him for years, and when Alex’s little sister suddenly became a woman, he’d no longer been able to resist temptation. He’d been her first. His mouth grew dry as he remembered how he’d tried to be gentle and slow at first. But she’d refused to have it. No, she’d been wild for him, her fingernails scratching down his back; and over and over he’d thrust deep inside her. When he’d brought her to climax, he’d lost himself to a deep sensation and emotion that was as close to a religious experience as possible.
For just a few hours, they’d had such an intense connection, experienced such incredible, sizzling passion—it still left him breathless.
“It wasn’t easy for her after you left,” Alex added.
Jake winced. “I know. I’m going to leave her alone.”
“Make sure you do.”
Jake took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Who’s her friend?”
“Oh, that’s Cynthia Lawrence,” Alex replied. “Likes to be called Cyn. She goes to Princeton University, but took the semester off. Her daddy is a big-shot lawyer with his own firm. His own skyscraper too, probably. She’s staying at the Mermaid Inn with my mom.”
“You bang her yet?” Jake asked.
Alex laughed. “No, but I wouldn’t mind...unless you get to her first, of course.”
Just then, Sophia stood on her tiptoes, apparently looking over the heads of people swaying to a low, throbbing blues song to see if she knew anyone else in the bar. Her focus zeroed in on Alex, and then shifted to Jake. Their gazes locked. Her lips parted. Those green eyes of hers seemed to smolder as she studied him.
Jake swallowed. He felt it again, that deep yearning in his gut, the one he always had for her. He forced himself to smile with polite reserve, but as it always was with Sophia, his dick was already rock-hard.
She began walking toward them, Cyn in tow.
“Shit. Here she comes with her friend,” Alex said. “Remember what I said, Jake.”
“Christ, lay off,” Jake grumbled. “I promise--I won’t bother your little sister.”
Finally she was going to see him again.
Sophia had hardly eaten since she’d found out he’d come home—she’d been too excited. Too nervous. Cyn had been yelling at her, telling her she was becoming too skinny, but at this point, the thought of any kind of food made her nauseous. She’s dreamed of Jake two nights ago—had dreamed of him too many times to count since he’d left ten years ago, and now he was actually here, at Rowdy Ray’s. When she and Cyn had driven past the bar on their way home, and she’d noticed Jake’s bike parked outside, they’d stopped immediately.
And yet, part of her wondered what seeing him would lead to. She had no place in her life at the moment for the kind of relationship that involvement with Jake would mean. Maybe she’d just get a look at him in Rowdy’s Ray’s, and then leave.
“At last, I get to meet God’s gift to women,” Cyn muttered, as they walked inside the hot,