The Secrets We Keep 2

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Chapter 30 (v.1) - Chapter 129

Submitted: July 07, 2017

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Chapter 129

"I can feel the love I want. I can feel the love I need. But it's never gonna come the way I am. Could I change it if I wanted, can I rise above the flood? Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?" Jake sang into the microphone.

Maleah laughed and smiled like a fool.

It was saturday karaoke night at the bar they had found today.

During the day they had spent it in the pool while Jake and the other people went to the convention.

They had so much fun the night before that they decided to do it again tonight.

She already had a couple of shots in her and they were all trying their hand at karaoke.

Baxter and Reba had blown them all away singing the duet of Taylor Swift with Zayn. Lindsey had tried another song and then it was Jake who got up on stage.

Everyone was listening and cheering as his voice turned rough. He sang good.

She had to admit that everything she was learning so far about him was pulling at her heartstrings. It could also be the alcohol but at the moment she didn't care.

The song came to an end and they all clapped.

He chuckled and joined her with their new friends. "How'd I do?"

"Amazing." She put her arms around his neck and locked her fingers behind it. She gazed up at him. The smile stayed on his face as he looked down at her.

Her heart beat at a steady fast rhythm in her chest. It seemed like his face was getting closer. Which it was.

She lifted her chin, her lips partly opened.

Before they could kiss someone bumped into them. Whatever spell they had been under broke.

She quickly stepped away and ordered another shot from the bartender. Jake rubbed the back of his neck. What was that? For a moment they had been lost in each other. He had wanted to kiss her but it now looked like she wasn't as eager as him.

She had gotten out of that situation as fast as she could.

He damned the person that hadn't watched their step. He could have been locking lips with her right now.

The karaoke went on for another hour and then they decided to get back to the hotel.

"Oh god, I think I drank more than last night." Maleah told him as he got out of the car. He hadn't drank anything so he was able to drive them back.

"I think you did. Just a couple more shots." He put his arm around her waist and together they went inside the hotel.

The other couples arrived as well. Each group took turns using the elevator.

At last Jake and Maleah got off on their floor. He fished for their room key in his pocket and unlocked the door.

"You sing really good." She kicked off her heels and started pulling her shirt over her head.

He stared at her as she yanked it off and tossed it somewhere in the room. She unbuttoned her skinny jeans and wiggled out of them.

She was definitely too drunk to care that he was watching her get undressed.

He took off his own shirt and folded it on a chair. He was taking off his jeans while she pulled back the covers on the bed.

She glanced over her shoulder at him and looked over his toned body. The sight made her mouth water. Why did she keep denying that she felt nothing for him?

She had been pretending to be his wife for months now. There had to be an attachment or connection between them. Right?

What was it again that kept her from wanting to do something with him? Her mind felt foggy and all she could really think about was Jake and the way he made her feel.

"What's wrong?" He asked her when she was just standing there frowning at him.

Without a word she went up to him and touched his chest. A sharp intake of breath was his response. Her hands were warm against his skin.

She bit her lip and touched down to his toned stomach. His muscles tensed under her fingertips. Her cheeks heated as her finger traced the light line of hair that went from his belly button to under his briefs.

Under her scrutinizing gaze she noticed that he was starting to get hard.

Her eyes looked up and into his hesitant blue ones.

She lifted a hand and cupped his jaw. She rubbed her thumb over his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into it.

Standing on tip toes she finally kissed him.

His hands roamed her back, waist and hips. She pressed herself against him. Their skin hot and rubbing.

He felt for the clasp in her bra and undid it. He wanted to feel her breasts press onto his chest. He dropped the offending garment and moved his attention to taking off her panties.

She skimmied out of them when he pushed them off.

With their mouths still connected he bent and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist immediately and let him carry her to the bed.

Her tongue tangled with his as did her limbs. It felt like his hands were everywhere on her body. They left a trail of awareness in their wake.

She dug her fingers into his hair. She could kiss him forever but she was ready for more.

She rolled with him until she was the one on top. She sat up after one last kiss.

He stared up at her, waiting to see what she would do.

Lifting her hips she positioned him with her hand and slowly lowered. She closed her eyes and moaned. His pelvis craddled her bottom when he was completely sheathed inside her.

He gripped her hips and moved her forward.

It sent a shock of pleasure to the both of them.

He did it again and again until she was the one that moved. She rode him, moaning and groaning with him. He felt good inside her. It drove her near insanity as she pushed to reach that peak.

He flipped her onto her back and pounded into her. Her legs were locked behind his lower back. She scratched down his back.

His mouth landed on hers once again. He bit her lips lovingly and held himself with his arms on either side of her.

She kissed him with passionate need.

This is what she had been missing her whole life.

Someone who wanted her just as much as she wanted them.

He kissed down her jaw and nibbled lower to her ear.

Her toes curled. She was close.

It felt like her heart sped up along with his thrusts.

Every single muscle inside her tensed as she finally reached what she had wanted. Jake started grunting but kept the pace for her to finish.

She cried out his name and clung to him, never wanting to end this moment of complete bliss.

He stopped at some point and simply laid over her without crushing her body. He pressed his forehead to hers.

They breathed heavily, trying to get it to normal.

She angled her head and kissed him softly on the lips. It turned into a gentle make out session for a while until he pulled out of her and rolled onto his side.

He was exhausted.

She curled up into his side and sighed. Closing her eyes she fell asleep with a smile on her face.


Maleah woke up with a bitching headache. She groaned. Thankfully the blinds were closed.

What had woken her up? Oh yeah, that infernal beeping noise.

She hit Jake mindlessly with her arm extended behind her. She wanted the thing to shut up and she knew it was coming from his phone because it was his alarm clock.

Her hand touched skin. Right, he slept without a shirt.

Why was she feeling breezy though?

She opened her eyes and looked down at herself. She was buck naked.

Then it rushed over her like a tidal wave.

She scrambled off the bed as he was sitting up trying to turn off the alarm.

Oh god she had sex with him. Passionate, mind blowing sex. Her skin flushed as her body remembered why it ached deliciously.

What the fuck was wrong with her?!

"No, no, no." She craddled her head in her hands.

Last night she had given into her desires after getting hammered. Then she couldn't remember why she hadn't as of yet. Now in the brutal morning it slapped her in the face. Linc, she loved him.

Then why did she have sex with Jake? Why did she crave being with him so much?

Because she could most possibly have fallen for him as well.

"Are you okay?" Jake asked her with concern. She looked like she was regretting something. It hit him.

Of course she was. She was probably regretting having sex with him. It hurt. It hurt a lot.

She let out a groan and threw herself into the bed, covering her head and body with the sheet.

Looked like she didn't want to talk to him. He got his clothes for the day, he needed to get out of there as soon as possible. He didn't want her to see how much she was hurting him.

He should have known that she would feel this way in the morning. He locked himself in the bathroom while she stayed in bed.

She heard the shower turn on. She would wait until he left to get up.

She had a feeling that this was going to change everything between them and not in a good way.

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