He reached up to brush back some hair from my face. “Whatever role you want. I need you to be part of my life, Rona. If the baby is mine, I’ll take care of him or her, but I want to take care of you too. I don’t want to lose you because of a lapse in judgment before we met.”
I was silent for a minute, collecting my thoughts as Jalen leaned back on his heels. “You can’t do anything like you did at the auction. Never again. You can’t put yourself in that sort of danger. You must put your son or daughter first. That’s the only way this can work. If you promise me to keep yourself safe.”
“I promise,” he said sincerely. He put his hand over his heart. “Never again. Just, please, Rona, don’t shut me out.”
I held out my hand, and he took it, pressing it against his forehead.
“I was terrified,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t know where you were, what was being done–” The last word cracked, and he took a shuddering breath. When he spoke again, he sounded much calmer. “What I was thinking isn’t what’s important. What you need is what matters.”
I ran my fingers through his hair and leaned forward to kiss the top of his head. “Thank you for finding me. Thank you for coming for me.”
He raised his head, our faces inches apart. “I will always find you. No matter what it takes.” One corner of his mouth quirked upward. “Even if I have to break my previous promise about not doing anything stupid.”
I couldn’t help but smile in response. It wasn’t a surprise to hear him say it that way, and I knew he meant it. He wouldn’t have been the man I loved if he wasn’t willing to put his life on the line when he thought it was necessary.
“Do you think you could stay here tonight?” Jalen asked. “I couldn’t sleep last night, knowing you were alone at your place. I have plenty of rooms for you to choose from, and I promise I won’t touch you. I just need to know you’re here and safe.”
For a moment, I couldn’t figure out why he thought I wouldn’t want him to touch me. Then, it hit me. The doctors wouldn’t have told him anything about my examination, and I hadn’t told him anything about what I’d been through. All he knew was that I’d been kidnapped by the sort of men who auctioned off women.
“They didn’t rape me,” I said quietly. He flinched, but I kept going. He had to know. “They hit me and drugged me, but they didn’t sexually assault me.”
He muttered something under his breath, but I didn’t need to hear it to see the relief in every line of his body.
“I needed yesterday to process and rest,” I said. “I needed earlier today with Jenna to vent. Right now, I need something else.”
His hands went to my knees, and I could feel the heat through my jeans. “Anything.”
I put my hands on his and pulled them up my thighs. “Make me feel alive.”
He kept his eyes on my face as he undid my pants. I raised my hips and let him take my jeans and panties down at the same time. He tossed them aside and spread my legs, baring my pussy as he finally dropped his eyes.
“Lay back and relax,” he said. “Let me make you feel good.”
My eyelids fluttered as he kissed his way from my knees to my inner thighs, then switched to the other side. The faint scruff on his cheeks burned against my sensitive skin, and then something hot, soft, and wet was moving over even more sensitive skin. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to Jalen’s talented mouth and hands.
He kept his hands on my hips, holding me still as he worked his tongue between my folds and as deep inside me as possible. His nose brushed against my clit, and I jerked at the contact. From the moment he’d touched me, every nerve cell in my body had come alive, buzzing with anticipation. It wasn’t going to take much to set me off, and as his tongue traced around my opening, pleasure coiled into a tight ball, spinning faster and faster. A flick of his tongue across my clit, and I came.
“Ah!” My back arched, and my hips rose as I pushed myself against his mouth.
What had started as a breathless response to the welcomed release of endorphins turned into a half-scream as he fixed his lips around my clit and sucked hard. One climax became two, ripping through my body with a near-painful force.
I pushed at his head, desperate for respite even as my body craved more. He chuckled, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure through me. He turned his face into my leg, letting my throbbing pussy have a break as he sucked on other soft skin, teeth worrying until I knew he left a mark.
“J,” I gasped and tugged on his hair. “Inside me. Please.”
He straightened, lips shining from my arousal. “Not yet.”
He reached for my sweater, and I raised my arms to let him pull it over my head, leaving me in only my bra. That was gone a moment later, and Jalen ran his hands over my sides and up to cup my breasts.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?”
He leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. A long pull had me gasping and writhing beneath him. When he switched breasts, I grabbed his arms, dug my nails in. “Fuck, J.”
“I love watching the way your skin flushes when you’re aroused.” His teeth scraped sensitive skin. “Do you want gentle and tender, or do you want it rough?”
I blinked, confused by the apparent change of subject. “What?”
His tongue flicked out, teasing the tip for a few seconds before sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of my breast. I yelped, and he laughed, lifting his head.