Page 133 of The Convict Gets His Girl

He shuddered in her arms, and she pulled back, holding his face in her palms so he was forced to look into her eyes. She almost told him she loved him.

Almost. But this moment, today, wasn't really about her or her feelings. It was about Chase and Destini and family.

She took the cowards way out, not quite ready to take that leap of faith yet. What if he just thought he loved her because of Destini? What ifshethought she loved him because of Destini?

She sighed. "By all rights, she should be missing Carmen and her little cousins. But there's so many families here who love her. She's got new little cousins to love on, aunts who love talking about science and clothes and makeup, uncles who ask her opinion about farming and horses, and grandparents who would let her get away with murder."

He chuckled, his eyes going soft. "Who wouldn't love her? She's amazing because she's been raised by you."

Her breath caught at his sweet words. "And an amazing father who loves her unconditionally."

He smiled, leaned forward, and kissed her softly. They'd not kissed nearly enough in the past few weeks, and she missed him. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him. The kiss quickly grew deeper, their tongues dueling and tangling like they'd been kissing their whole lives instead of just a few months.

Her heart was full even as a sliver of fear wormed its way inside her mind. This couldn't last, couldn't possibly be real. She couldn't be that lucky to have a happily ever after. This bubble would burst any day now.

Yet her soul urged her to seize the moment, soak up this feeling of peace and contentment with this man who made her heart sing.

When the kiss broke, he rested his forehead on hers with a sigh. Stomach twisting in anticipation, she licked her lips and said, "You know, there's one way I can help you calm down that's guaranteed to work."

He chuckled, bending slightly and picking her up by the ass. "Oh, yeah? Prove it."

She squealed, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he walked them to the bed.

"You're finally giving in?" she asked breathlessly as she bounced on the bed. He grabbed her knees and pulled her toward the edge.

He growled, his eyes going dark. "I've been afraid Destini won't approve."

"Bullshit, she loves you—both of us. Who wouldn't want their parents together?" Jewel said as they both wiggled and slid out of their pants. She kicked hers to the side and shoved the rest of her clothes off.

He stood in front of her as she lay on the bed naked, knees dangling over the side. Sliding a hand up and down his cock, he said, "You're right, but this isn't just a fling until she moves out, my Jewel. If we keep going, you better believe it's for life. Got it?"

Her breath caught in her throat as he slowly bent her knees, placing her feet on the edge of the bed and exposing her body to him. She was weeping with need after so long without him, her breath already coming in little pants.

He teased her entrance with his dick, his thumb just barely grazing her clit. Her hips arched, and he growled. "Is that what you want, my Jewel? Are you willing to take a chance on an actual relationship with me, a beat-up old convict?"

She sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist, tipping her head up as her breasts pressed against his lower chest. She met his gaze, vulnerable and hesitant.

"You're not just a beat-up old convict. You're the sweetest man I've ever met who always takes care of me and our daughter, always thinks three steps ahead of me, always knows when I need something before I even realize it. Of course, I want to try an actual relationship with you."

He glared and kissed the tip of her nose. "Do or do not, there is no try."

She burst out in a laugh and fell onto her back. "Oh my God, did you just quoteStar Warswhile we'renaked?"

He wiggled his eyebrows. "Never underestimate the power of the force."

She laughed, and he caged her with his arms, his dick pressing against her entrance once more.

"God, I love your laugh," he said, nuzzling her neck. She blinked, her heart melting, loving the feel of him around her, pressing inside, stretching her. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm. He hadn't said the words, right? Nothing to panic over.

"Good, because I love your dick," she gasped as he slid inside so deep, she could feel him in her stomach.

He choked on a laugh and held her hands by her head. "Enough talking. More fucking."

She grinned. "I find your lack of movement disturbing."

He chuckled and dipped his head down, kissing, licking, and nipping up her neck to her ear. Each kiss was accompanied by a thrust, and he set up a rhythm that made her toes curl against the edge of the bed. Her hips rose to meet him, craving more, deeper, faster.

"That's it. God, you're so tight, such a good girl," he murmured into her ear, her eyes fluttering wildly as he went faster. As she raced closer to the edge, his head raised.

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