Page 47 of Dark Notes

“Jagger,” I gasp breathlessly, as he continues to move his finger in and out of me with quick thrusts.

“More, baby, I need more.”

“I need you inside me.”

Without slowing down, he stares at me with a heated expression. “I need that too, baby. As soon as you drench my face, I’ll give us both what we need.”

He moves his fingers to the side inside my pussy and growls, “Come. For. Me.”

My entire back arches off the bed, as an enormous amount of fluid gushes out of me. I’m instantly embarrassed past the point of mortification.

He grins with pride as my wetness coats his face.

“Fucking good girl. Already goddamn perfect, and then you show me that you squirt for me? Perfect. Fucking. Filthy. Girl.”

Jagger gets up on his knees, lifts my ass on either side, and slams his cock inside me.

I moan helplessly, as he fucks me with thrusts so hard I’m slightly worried we might have injuries when he’s done.

He runs his tongue along his bottom lip.

“I almost regret tying you up, because I want to see you play with those pretty tits while I fuck you.”

Leaning over me, he reaches up and unties the loose rope. With a grin, he says, “Problem solved. Now play with those nipples.”

Pinning my thighs back, he goes back to fucking me while I pinch both of my nipples, causing him to groan.

“Fuck, baby. Keep doing that.”

I cup one breast while continuing to torture my other nipple, as I watch him pull his hips back and then forward as he rails me.

“Jagger,” I moan and he stares at me with wide lust filled eyes. “Fuck. I can’t take it, baby. You’re too goddamn beautiful. I have to come.”

Climbing over me, he kisses me while he fills me, and spasms inside me, with a grunt muffled by our kiss.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

JAGGER

The last nearly two weeks have been nothing short of fucking amazing. She has been eating normally, and she seems happy. Really fucking happy. I almost regret inviting the guys and her friend to come with us, because I am a selfish asshole, and I don’t want to share her with anyone. Yet, I cannot completely regret it as she watches the clock with excitement. Jett was very insistent that Mia was coming with them. He has had a crush on her for years, since they first met at an awards show. And knowing they are coming here together has him more excited than he should be. Mia has never given him the time of day, because while they call me the bad boy of rock, Jett is worse. Far worse. Of course, I told him no drugs around McKinley and he agreed, but I doubt he’ll follow through on his words. He is a good man that feels too fucking much. Getting high is his way of escaping from all the emotions he has never learned to handle. I love him like a goddamn brother, but if Mia asked me if she should give him a chance, I’d tell her ‘hell no’, because Jett is practically a bomb waiting to explode.

“Come here,” I say to a pacing McKinley.

She walks over to me, and I pull her onto my lap.

“I love you. I know it doesn’t make any sense, but I feel like I’m going to lose you. I know you’re excited to see Mia, but please don’t forget about me.”

She places her small hands on my face. “Oh Jagger. I love you too, and I can promise you, no matter what happens in life, I’ll never forget you.”

I can’t shake this feeling in my chest that’s leaving me feeling so fucking unsettled.

The doorbell rings, and she just stares at me like she’s waiting for permission. I sigh audibly. “Go get it, baby.”

She walks to the door, opens it, and all but ignores my bandmates, which makes me chuckle, as she throws her arms around her friend.

Jett, Jake, and Hendrix come and plop down on the couch, and Jake grumbles, “That’s a long fucking flight, man.”

I chuckle, because I could’ve predicted his complaint. He hates to travel, especially flying. It’s not that he has a fear of flying, he just hates being cooped up. You can’t exactly pull over to the side of the road and let him take a fucking walk.

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