Emma's Home (The Fairfield Series) Page 16

  Jake slipped out of his jeans and crawled into the bed with her. He would never disrespect his mother’s house, but it was Mary who insisted that he sleep with Emma.

  His mom kissed him, saying that she was not so old fashioned that she would want to keep them apart, especially when they needed each other so much right now. Pushing him down the hall toward the room Emma was in, she surprised him. “Your father and I used to slip off together every so often before we were married, you know?” she said with a smile as he headed down the hall. Jake looked over his shoulder in surprise at his mom, but she had already turned to go into her room.

  Leaning over Emma’s sleeping form, he pulled her closer, willing her to be safe just by being in his arms. He thought of what this woman meant to him. He knew she was it for him. No other. She completed him, filled his lonely soul, and made him feel as though there could actually be a ‘happily ever after’.

  Vowing to protect her with his life, he lay awake for several more hours, pouring over all of the possibilities of what he had learned. Finally, with one last kiss on Emma’s head and with her tucked tightly into his body, he joined her in sleep.

  Chapter 17

  Over the next several days, Emma and Jake settled into a new routine. She rose early, assisting Mary as needed in the mornings before school and then Jake insisted on driving Emma to work. He always made time to pick her up afterwards and take her back to his mom’s house. Emma wanted to argue that she could drive herself, but since Jake had not said one word to her about keeping the notes a secret, she decided not to rock the boat.

  She loved having the opportunity to get to know more about Mary. Mary’s rheumatoid arthritis was not debilitating at present, but Emma knew that she was taking some powerful drugs to try to combat the effects of the disease. Mary insisted on doing most things for herself, but accepted Emma’s help when needed. Emma would assist with some of the housework and laundry, and also helped in the kitchen although she discovered that Mary loved to cook and refused to give that over completely. She and Mary would talk while working side by side. Emma loved finding out more about Jake when he was growing up.

  “He was always such a serious child,” Mary acknowledged. “He loved to read, but he loved sports as well. Bernie and Mac used to live across the street from us, and Tom’s parents lived down the street. Tom, Rob, and Jake were inseparable. And into everything!” she laughed. “The boys were very competitive, but in a good way. They supported each other and pushed each other to do better.”

  Emma found she could sit and listen to Mary’s stories for hours. “And they went to the same college?” she asked Mary.

  Mary smiled at the memory. “Jake had a football scholarship, and so did Rob. Tom played football in high school, but decided to go as a walk on when Jake and Rob settled on their school. They were good boys – caring, fun, but good students too.”

  “How did they all end up back in Fairfield? Isn’t that kind of unusual?” Emma asked.

  Mary’s face had a faraway look for a moment, and Emma wondered if she should not have asked. Mary’s face focused back on Emma, and she smiled, pushing her softly greying hair back from her forehead.

  “Jake’s father had a heart attack about the time he was finished with the police academy. By then I had been diagnosed with RA and the medicines were not at helpful back then as they are now, so Jake knew I might need some help. Jake never wavered – he came back here after graduating. Tom’s parents had moved away by then, and Tom followed Jake to the police academy but took a job in another city at first. Rob always planned on coming back to work with his dad at the fire station. A couple of years later, Tom showed back up transferring to the Fairfield Police Department. He always said that life just wasn’t as good without Rob and Jake around,” she laughed.

  Emma smiled at the thought of Jake being surrounded by family and friends. She understood – after all that was the reason she had relocated to Fairfield, to be closer to Laurie, her only family.

  By then, dinner was ready and Jake had come in from the station. Walking in, his heart warmed as he saw Emma in the kitchen with his mother. Mary was still a very beautiful woman, slightly taller than Emma, and neatly dressed in slacks and a green sweater. Emma was simply dressed in black leggings and a long oversized red sweatshirt. As she reached up to assist his mother with something on a high shelf, he noticed how the skintight leggings made Emma’s ass look mouthwatering. Right then, Emma and Mary began to laugh together, sharing a joke.

  Jake couldn’t help but smile as well. It made him feel comforted to see them get along so well. Walking into the room, he kissed Mary on the cheek, then turned to Emma planting a big kiss on her lips. Giggling, Emma looked up into the handsome face of the man she loved more every day.

  After supper, Mary decided to turn in early, so Emma and Jake piled up in the den to watch TV. Emma sat next to Jake with her legs tucked up under her.

  “Jake,” she started. “I was just wondering when I can go back home.” She snuck a look up at his profile, seeing the set of his jaw. She quickly forged ahead.

  “I love that your mom has welcomed me, and it has been great this week to feel safe and get to know her. But I miss my home, and nothing else has happened and I just really want to be back at my own house.” Emma knew she was talking fast and rambling, but she hoped the she could get it all out before Jake answered back. “Please baby, I just want my life back,” she finished softly touching him gently on the arm.

  Looking down at the small hand resting on his arm, he reached over and covered her hand with his much larger one. Raising his eyes up to her beautiful face, he was struck with how vulnerable and yet how strong she was. He always felt as though he was walking a tightrope of wanting to protect her and yet knowing that she was strong and independent on her own. He never wanted her to feel smothered, but protected. Sometimes, he had to admit to himself, it was hard to tell the difference. Sighing, he turned, gathering her in his arms.

  Emma melted into his embrace. She loved sleeping in the same bed with Jake at night, but with Mary across the hall, they had not made love since she had moved in. She loved their closeness but missed their intimacy. As she sat on Jake’s lap, she could feel his erection pressing into her hip. She moved to get more comfortable, and he moaned and grabbed her hips to still her. Emma giggled and nuzzled his neck.

  “Emma girl, behave,” he ordered.

  “I know baby, I just miss you,” she whispered.

  He pressed little kisses on her neck leading up to earlobe, and she began wiggling again. They both pulled away at the same time, knowing they needed to stop. Jake maneuvered her back onto the sofa, and he moved himself to sit on the coffee table facing her. He leaned in, holding her hands in his.

  “Hopefully it won’t be much longer. We are making some breaks in the case. The kids who OD’d, were able to tell us who their buyer was, and we are followin’ that chain. Our assumption is that your threats didn’t come from some students, but someone higher up that drug chain who feels as though you’re gonna find out something while you are just doin’ your job. That makes them dangerous babe,” Jake continued.

  “I know,” Emma said disheartened.

  They sat quietly for a few minutes, Emma lost in her own thoughts, and Jake carefully watching her, wanting to keep a pulse on her emotions.

  “We never got our night out,” Jake reminded her. “How about we try that again tomorrow?” Emma looked up and smiled. “We can even make it a group if you want. We could get the gang together at Smokey’s”.

  Emma laughed. “Hmm, will it be like the first time we met at Smokey’s? I’d hate for you to be there with the old lady date!”

  Leaning back, he groaned at the memory. Standing, he scooped Emma up and tossed her over his shoulder. Quietly slapping her ass, he growled, “Babe, if you can be quiet, I’ll take you to bed and show you what I think of my ‘old lady’!”

  Emma laughed again and promised to be quiet.

  Jake proce
eded to make love to Emma as quietly as possible, and Emma found herself pressing her mouth into her pillow several times to stifle her moans and passionate screams. She fell asleep an hour later, blanketed in Jake’s massive arms feeling loved and protected.

  Next door, Mary just smiled to herself.

  *

  Emma talked Jake into taking her home the next day to pick up some more clothes and to get ready to go out with the gang. Jake made her wait on the front porch as he went in first, checking every room.

  “Jake, hurry! It’s freezing out here.” Emma found herself thinking she was glad her house was small so it wouldn’t take long to check. Jake came back quickly to the porch to let her in. Emma looked around the living room, feeling satisfied it was just as she had left it. Somehow, she imagined that someone would come back to trash her house. Greeting Mister, she immediately fed him, stroking his fur.

  Walking into the kitchen, Emma opened the refrigerator.

  “Babe, what are you doing?” Jake called from the living room. “We’re eating at the bar when we get there.”

  “I’m checking to see what needs to be thrown out. You’ve been coming over to feed Mister and I haven’t been here. We left in such a hurry last week, I’ve got strange things growing in here,” she replied as she began throwing out some food that had spoiled.

  Jake walked into the kitchen and was greeted with the sight of Emma bent over as she looked in the bottom drawers of her refrigerator. Losing focus on everything else, he concentrated on how delicious her ass looked. All he wanted to do at that moment was have her naked in that same position, with her hips in his hands as he took her from behind. As the blood rushed to his dick, he felt his jeans getting that familiar tightness that always seemed to be present when she was around. Emma stood up and turned around.

  Seeing Jake’s expression, she laughed. “Are you checking out my ass?” she asked.

  “Oh hell, who gives a shit if we’re late,” Jake proclaimed and walked over and picked Emma up. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. He plopped her down on the counter. Diving in for a kiss, his lips were commanding, and his tongue demanded entry. Jake was in a take charge mood, and Emma loved it. He angled his head to deepen the kiss, plundering her mouth as though it had been forever since he explored it. Emma found herself breathless as she grasped his shoulders to hold on.

  Jake slid his hands from her ass up her sides to the undersides of her breasts. There he let his hands cup the fullness of her breasts, feeling their weight. Emma moaned in his mouth and tried to press herself closer. Jake grabbed her ass again and jerked her to the edge of the counter where his erection could press into her hot pussy. Emma reached out and began pulling on his shirt, pushing it down off his shoulders. Jake stepped back just enough to slide Emma’s t-shirt up over her head, their lips separating only for the second it took for the material to pass by. Feeling as though she were drowning, she didn’t care if she ever took another breath on her own again. Jake hands slipped behind her and unclasped her bra, sliding it off her body. The weight of her breasts fell, and his hands moved back around to massage them, tweaking and pulling on her nipples.

  Emma felt herself growing wet, and she began to squirm against the counter looking for a release from the pressure building inside. Jake dropped one massive hand and placed it on her thigh effectively stilling her.

  “Oh no, baby,” he said. “The only way you’re getting off tonight is with me.”

  Emma reached down and unbuttoned his pants, sliding the zipper down his huge cock. Sliding his boxers down as far as she could reach, she took him in her hands. Warm, silky, firm. She began stroking him gently at first then with more pressure. A pearl drop of pre-cum appeared on the head, and Emma swirled it around with her hand. Jake’s kisses left her mouth and traveled down her neck into her cleavage. He wrapped his warm lips around one nipple, pulling it deep into his mouth. Emma threw her head back as the sensations spread from her nipple straight to her core. Jake went from nipple to the other, laving them, worshiping them, then he continued kissing his way south until his head was forcing her legs apart. Using one hand to gently force her to lay down on the counter, he began to lick her folds before plunging his tongue in deeply. Emma’s hands were grasping his hair as she felt the pressure build. Seeking release, she begged Jake for more.

  “Jake please… please just take me… I am so close,” she moaned.

  Jake looked up at the beautiful woman spread out in front of him, not believing that she came into his life and vowed to bring her pleasure for the rest of her life if she would have him. Smiling at her moans, he lowered his head back to finish the job he started. He continued to lick and suck until Emma was on the precipice. Jake moved up just enough to suck hard on her clit. Screaming his name, Emma went over the edge.

  Emma lay back on the counter, in a blissful orgasmic coma. Jake stood and slipped his jeans and boxers all of the way off and kicked them to the floor. Picking Emma up, he carried her to her bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. He lay on top of her, resting his weight on his arms and began to kiss her again.

  Emma grasped his cock in her hand, placing it at her entrance. In one swift movement, Jake buried himself deeply inside her wet pussy. Emma gasped with the fullness of him.

  Jake moved back and forth slowly at first, building in speed until he was pounding in Emma. “Grab the headboard baby.” Too lust filled to pay attention, she kept her arms around him.

  Jake stopped moving. “Eyes babe,” he ordered. Looking directly into his baby blues, she once again realized he was in charge tonight. “Get. Your. Hands. On. The. Headboard. Now.”

  She raised her hands above her head, grabbing onto the headboard then quickly felt Jake pounding in and out again.

  “Spread your legs farther.”

  This time Emma immediately followed the order, knowing her pleasure was first and foremost on his mind. The pressure building again as the friction increased. Body tingling, sparks centering in her core seeking release.

  Reaching down to massage her breasts, Jake pinched her nipple.

  “Jake, I’m close,” she screamed. Jake pulled out quickly, and Emma felt the loss immediately, moaning in disappointment.

  He flipped her over on her stomach ordering, “Up on your knees baby.” He gripped Emma’s hips in his strong hands and entered her again thrusting as far as he could push. This position changed the sensation and Emma quickly felt the familiar explosion as she went over the edge again. Jake continued for a few more forceful strokes until he felt his cock strain and climaxed, jerking and releasing into her waiting body. He collapsed onto her back, feeling numb in ecstasy. Both breathing heavily, Jake soon rolled to the side to take his weight off of her tiny frame. Emma continued to lay on her stomach with her head turned to face him.

  They lay for a while, facing each other, saying nothing but feeling everything. Sometimes, Emma thought, words aren’t necessary. All she needed was right here beside her in the bed. This magnificent man who showed her more and more each day what it is to be cared for. She basked in his love, stroking his arm, looking into his baby blues. Jake rubbed his palm along her back, over the globes of her ass and back again.

  Her cell phone chirped with a message, and they quickly looked at the clock, then back at each other.

  “We’re late!” Emma cried as she started to jump from the bed. Jake pulled her back down on top of him, hardly feeling her weight. He held the back of her head and pulled her in for a deep, but soft kiss. Emma relaxed into the kiss. Slowly he released her, smiling up at her beautiful face.

  “I love you, Emma girl,” he whispered. Looking down at this handsome, caring man, Emma smiled back.

  “I love you too, Jake,” she replied. “Always,” she added gently.

  Chapter 18

  A cold front moved in and a pre-Christmas snow was predicted. It was the week before the holidays, and the students were anxious to be out.

  “My students are bouncing off the walls
,” Laurie complained. “You should be glad you are at the high school.”

  Emma laughed. “What makes you think teenagers are any better than your first graders? They are just as excited, only bigger!”

  Laurie had called Emma before school, checking to see what she and Jake were doing for Christmas.

  “I guess we will be with his mom,” Emma answered. Laurie heard the wistfulness in her voice.

  “You miss your house, don’t you?” Laurie asked.

  “Yeah. Don’t get me wrong. Mary is great. But I so wanted to decorate my house for the holidays and have people over. I have now been out of my house for two weeks, and I am going crazy,” Emma replied. “Oh, the first bell is ringing and I have hall duty. Talk to you after school.”

  Emma was back in her office later, when Brad asked if she could see him.

  “Sure, come on in,” she greeted. It had been a few weeks since she had talked to him. Looking at him closely, he appeared nervous and yet was making eye contact. “What’s up?” she asked casually.

  “Ms. Dodd, I need to you tell something.” Emma sat quietly, giving Brad the opportunity to talk at his own comfort level. “The night of the fire, remember? At your house?”

  Encouraged, Emma nodded willing for him to continue.

  “Well, I was near there,” he paused but then quickly added, “but I didn’t start it.”

  “Okay,” Emma said gently. “Can you tell me what did happen?”

  Taking a deep breath, he plunged on. “Me and the guys go to the park, down by the little river, kind of on the back side of where you live now. We discovered it last summer.” He looked back up at Emma, with a guilty look. She sat quietly, waiting for him to continue.