Page 84 of Come Back to Me

“And, I’m driving,” I say, snatching the keys from her hand. Driving is another thing she hasn’t let me do for the last two weeks.

When we’re about halfway home, I decide now is the best time to talk to her about something that’s been on my mind. Since we’re in the car, if it sends her into a panic spiral, I can try to talk her down because she’ll be a captive audience.

“Sugar? I want to ask you something,” I say.

She turns to me, clearly noting the seriousness in my tone.

“What’s wrong?” she asks.

I hate that everything that’s happened in the last few months has created this kind of default to worrying in her—worry that something is going to go wrong and mess up what we have.

“Nothing’s wrong, nothing at all,” I answer, clearing my throat. I’m actually a little nervous about how she’ll respond.Shit, I’m just going to go for it.

“I want you to move in with me. I mean, I own the house and you’re on a month-to-month lease now, but if you really want to stay at yours, I can rent mine out and move in with you. I just… I just want us to be together. The last two weeks have been amazing… minus your ‘no sex until okayed by the doctor’ rule. I don’t want you to leave now that I’m medically clear. I don’t want it to end.” I stop, realizing I’m rambling.

I’m trying to keep my eyes on the road, but I risk a quick look over at her and see her giving me the most radiant smile.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Yes, you’ll move in or yes, you’re planning to leave now that I’m in the clear medically? I need the words, sugar,” I say, hearing the hope in my voice.

“Yes, I’ll move in with you, Jack.”

I quickly pull the car over to the side of the road and put it in park. “Seriously, yes?”

“Positively, absolutely, hell yes!” she answers. “I’ll move in, Ja?—”

But I stop her with a kiss. The sweetest kiss I’ve ever had in my life because my girl just told me she’ll stay. I plan to never let her go.

ANNIE

God, I love this man. We pull into his attached garage, and as soon as the overhead door shuts and the car is in park, he wraps his hand around the nape of my neck and pulls my mouth to his. There is no question about what this kiss means—it’s a clear promise of what’s in store for me today.

Christ, the things this man can do with his mouth.

My mind takes a trip down memory lane, and I remember that, oh, yes, he can do delicious things with his mouth. Things I’ve missed so much and hope I finally get to experience again today.

Breaking the kiss momentarily, Jack orders, “Pants off, baby.”

Without hesitation, I shimmy my jeans off while Jack scoots his seat back as far as it will go from the steering wheel. Before I know it, he pulls me over onto his lap, and I’m straddling him with my knees on either side of him. I groan at the sensation of his very hard, very thick cock under me, just my lacy black thong remaining on my lower half.

His cock twitches and it makes the lace on my thong rub over my swollen clit. I can’t stop the whimper that comes out of my mouth, wanting more.

“Fuck, Annie, I love your sounds,” he whispers.

Desperate for him, I shamelessly grind against him as I pull his shirt over his head and then do the same with mine. When he sees my sheer black bra, his eyes darken, his pupils dilate, and I love how sexy and powerful that makes me feel.

He brings his mouth to my nipple and holds it between his teeth, tugging on it while biting down lightly. I continue to grind on him. The combination of his teeth and the thin fabric of my bra is so sensual.

“That’s it, sweetness, grind against my cock ’til you come for me. I want to watch your beautiful face while you come,” he whispers into my ear, momentarily pulling away from my nipple.

Fuck, it makes me so hot when he talks dirty right into my ear like this. He knows it, too. I moan, and he chuckles.

I’m so damn close to coming. Just when I think I can’t feel any better, Jack reaches down into my panties and starts rubbing my clit in soft, slow circles. I come undone, my body quivering with the most consuming orgasm, but then he bites down hard on my nipple and more pleasure than I thought possible flies through my entire body.

“Damn, sugar, that was so damn hot to watch?—”

“Need you… inside me… now. Fuck me. Now,” I command, panting.

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