Page 102 of Breakaway

Or not. Who knew, maybe they’d find their own place some day. Meanwhile, this would be an investment.

“Okay,” he finally said. “I’ll live here. Sign the damn papers.”

She smiled and bent her head.

The deal was done.

When they were alone, he pulled her into his arms. “I want to look after you,” he said. “But I respect your independence.”

“Thank you.”

His cell phone rang. He pulled it out and looked at it. “Brianne.”

Remi made a face.

Jase silenced the phone and shoved it back in his pocket. “I’ll need to tell her about us. Set her straight on a few things, some boundaries. Don’t worry.” He brushed his mouth over Remi’s. “I won’t be taking calls from her while we’re banging our brains out.”

She choked on a laugh. “Good to know.”

“Speaking of which…let’s go do that.” He kissed her again, this time more deeply. His blood heated. “I’ve missed you so much, Remi.”

“Oh, me too. Jase.” She stroked her fingers through his hair and over the back of his neck. His dick hardened and a sizzlezipped up his spine as she kissed him back with hot, open-mouthed kisses. He lifted her little body against him and started for the stairs. She wrapped her legs around him and held on tight.

In her bedroom, he paused. His body burned with need for her and yeah, he wanted to bang her brains out. But his chest was filled with a huge swelling of relief and gratitude and love for her. He thought he’d lost her. He’d been trying to be a man, to sack up his responsibilities like he’d never had to before, but letting her go didn’t have to be part of that.

So he laid her gently on the bed, with careful reverence. He knew she wasn’t delicate and fragile. He knew they were well matched physically despite their size difference. But like he’d said, he wanted to look after her and care for her. Forever, if he was that damn lucky.

“I’m so sorry, Remi.” He gazed down at her. “I never wanted to hurt you.”

“I know.” She held her arms out. He moved over her, settling between her thighs to hold her head and kiss her again. He pressed his aching dick against her softness, their jeans between them as he kissed her over and over. His tongue licked into her mouth and sucked on hers so gently. He nipped at her bottom lip, then her top one, then slid his tongue inside again. She moaned into his mouth.

He rolled to his back, bringing her with him, mouths still fused, one hand in her silky hair the other on her ass. She ground against him with needy demand and his palm on her ass cheek urged her on.

His breathing quickened and his heart slammed against his ribs. “Oh yeah, missed you so much, my hot girl.”

She pushed up and reached for the hem of her sweater. Then it was gone, leaving her in a tiny black lace bra that had his balls tightening. She fell to the side and managed to kick off her leggings. He got rid of his own shirt and undid the buttons of his jeans to release his throbbing cock, then watched as she slowly tugged them down over his thighs.

Once they were gone, he lunged up and reached for her,spinning her beneath him again. “You are so fucking sexy,” he growled. “Look at you.” He hooked a finger in the front of her bra. “You know this makes me hot.”

She smiled, slipping her hands behind her to unfasten the bra. He whisked it away, and the sight of her pretty tits was even better. “Gorgeous. Perfect.” He bent his head to take a nipple into his mouth.

Her soft whimpers filled his ears as he sucked, reveling in the taste of her, the way her abdominal muscles tensed and quivered. Her hands filtered through his hair again, holding his head at her breast while he played there, cupping her soft flesh and squeezing, tasting her sweet nipples.

“Your beard is scratchy,” she murmured. “Is this going to last through the playoffs?”

He lifted his head to smile at her. “Yep.”

Their eyes met and hers gleamed with amusement. “Ah well. It is kind of sexy, in a rough, redneck way.”

He spluttered. “Redneck?”

“Teasing. Kiss me.”

He was happy to do that.

Then he stripped off the little black thong underwear she wore. Lying beside her, he slipped an arm beneath her shoulders. His other hand slid down to cup her pussy. “So soft.” His fingers slipped deeper. “And so wet.” He sucked her nipples again while he fingered her, sliding fingers inside her, then out, rubbing over her clit, making her gasp and purr.

“Oh yeah, Jase…right there…”

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