Ask Jake (Book One of the Whisper Series)

Eighteen: Name Games

Gillian

When Adam see's Greg his whole face lights up and he hugs him, falling over Greg and laughing. Greg kisses him on the cheek and Adam rubs it off. I can't hear what he's saying but I see him try to pull off one of Greg's fake eyelashes, as he came straight from rehearsal in full make-up. Adam is laughing. I love his laugh, even though he's drunk, his laugh makes me smile.

Adam tries to introduce Kellan, by calling him Kean and saying he's in a boy band and he has a bitches accent. We all laugh at 'bitches accent,' accept for Kellan. I've left him too long to babysit Adam and he's not happy.

Greg manages to get Adam into the washroom. After a long wait and noticing that Kellan is getting more annoyed, I text Greg.

ME: *Do you need any help?*

GREG: *No, I'll take him home and make sure he's okay. Thanks for calling me. This is a bad one.*

ME: *Text me when you're home. Promise!*

GREG: *Okay.*

I turn to an angry Kellan. "Are you okay?" He grabs my hand and pulls me to follow him. We end up going through the door where we stole off to during our first date.

"Kellan?"

"Shhh." He shuts the door behind him and stands there for a moment. As I am about to speak, he wraps his hands around my face and pulls me into a deep kiss. Turning us around he presses my back against the door.

Um, okay.

There is a sense of urgency in his movements as he takes off his shirt and, between kisses, he pulls off my shirt, yanking it over my head and tossing it behind him.

His velvety tongue makes me feel weak to resist him. I don't notice him removing my belt until I feel it slide out of my pant loops.

Kellan' nips my neck and ear lobe while unhooking my bra and pulling it down my arms.

I have no idea what has gotten into him, but I think I need to put a halt to it. My worry over Adam is on the forefront of my mind, distracting me. However, I don't want to upset Kellan after all I have put him through tonight.

"Kellan?"

His lips move close to my ear; I can feel his warm breath, "Hush Gillian, I remember your rules. I just want to taste every part of you, while I still can. Now behave and don't fight me." His accent is thick and sexy, sending chills down my arms.

Kissing a path down my body, he settles on my left breast, which he takes into his gentle mouth, while allowing his other hand to give attention to the right.

Clearly, I am warming up to his way of dealing with the evening.

Lifting me up with ease, he wraps my legs around his waist and kisses me while carrying me to the vanity.

I gasp as he leans me back and kisses my stomach and belly button. Wrapping my hand in his hair, he looks up at me and grabs my hand. Looking in my eyes he starts to suck on my fingers. His expression is so sensual; it sends sensations to my center, making me hot.

Trailing kisses up my arm, my body shivers as he stops in the sensitive area by the crease and continues to my neck. I feel him sucking harder while his hands explore and tease me.

My skin is on fire with every tantalizing touch, making me desire more and more of him. He tries to unbutton my jeans, but is not successful. A gleam comes across his eyes, as I remove his hands, push off the vanity and push off my pants for him.

"Yes, Gillian, yes," he says, delivering a sexy smile. While I put myself back on the vanity, he stops to look at me.

The lights around the mirror shine on his bare, hard chest and rippling stomach. He looks so sexy with his tattoos shining from sweat and his eyes are full of lust and fire. Allowing my eyes to move down, I see his pants are tighter now. I bite my lip while I explore his body.