Summary: Jake makes use of his rope-tying skills with Taylor.
Author’s note: This takes place during Book 3, chapter 4 of Endless Summer.
The group gathered around the ruins talking to Kele. Taylor felt fortunate that they had encountered him. After all, he had said that they could stay as long as they wanted. She wasn’t happy to hear that the Arachnids had been there, but at least Kele had let them know, so they could be on the alert. She felt Jake slip his hand into hers, and then he started to move away from the others.
“We should check out the area, and make sure it’s safe,” he said, then turned to the group. “We’re going to see if the Arachnids are around. We’ll be back soon.”
Jake led her into the forest. She searched the trees, looking for signs of Lundgren and his troops, but she didn’t see anyone. Would they really hide in the forest? Maybe this wasn’t the best place to look.
“Let’s check somewhere else. We could ask Kele…”
“No!” Jake interrupted. “Here is fine.”
“But we could probably see better someplace else.”
“I don’t care! I just wanted to get out of there.” He turned and looked her in the eye. “You were practically drooling over G. I. Joe.”
“Jake, are you jealous? Come on, you know I love you.” She wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him closer.
He turned to face her. “Maybe I need to be reminded.” He put his hand on her ass and squeezed it, then leaned in and kissed her. As she deepened the kiss, he moved his hands to the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, then unhooked her bra and removed it. She reached out to take off his jacket, but was stopped when he grabbed her wrists. He raised her hands over her head and brought them together.
“What are you doing?” she asked with surprise.
Jake grinned. “Remember, you said you wanted to hear about the practical applications of tying rope. I thought it would be better to show you.” He lowered one hand, keeping the other on her wrists, and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a rope and held it out in front of her.
She looked at the rope, then to Jake. “You held onto that?”
“Sure did. Never know when it will come in handy.” He reached up and tied the rope into a knot. She was bound securely, but not so tight as to be uncomfortable. He removed the rest of her clothing, then undressed himself. Once they were both naked, he pressed his body against hers. “You’re all mine.” He nibbled at the side of her neck and moved his hands down her sides.
All Taylor could do was enjoy the sensations. She moaned softly as she felt his hand slip between her legs. “Oh Jake, that feels so good.”
Jake kissed her, then moved his hands to her waist and guided her downward. “Now it’s my turn.” She kneeled before him and took him into her mouth. As she sucked him, she could feel him growing harder. Jake began to breathe more heavily. Finally he pulled back, then wrapped his arms around her and lowered her to the ground. He kissed her again, then began working his way downward. He kissed her breasts, then her stomach, then put his head between her legs. She felt herself becoming wetter as his tongue explored her. She started to move her hips, and Jake moved forward. He lay on top of her, kissed her, and thrust himself inside her. She arched her hips upward in time with his thrusts, and as they moved together, the fire within her burned hotter. She couldn’t get enough of him. She moaned as his thrusts quickened, the heat growing inside until it finally exploded. A moment later, Jake cried out and collapsed on top of her.
Jake rolled off and lay beside her. They lay there quietly, catching their breath. Jake reached over and began stroking her hair. He moved his hands to her wrists and grasped the rope, working at the knot.
“Are you going to be able to get that undone?” Taylor asked. The knot seemed pretty secure.
“I think so. If not, I’ll cut it off.” Jake continued trying to loosen the knot.
“What? Don’t cut me!” One slip and she could be bleeding.
“I won’t. I’ll be careful.” He kept pulling at the knot. “Looks like I won’t need to use a knife.” The rope loosened, and he pulled it off, freeing her wrists.
“Next time I’m using that on you,” she said as she reached for her clothes. Once they were dressed, she turned to Jake. “We should probably head back.”
“Yeah, I guess.” He reached for her hand. “I love you, Princess.”
“I love you too, Jake.” Hand in hand, they began walking back to the ruins.