Page 42 of Don't Lie to Me

I blushed as I thought of all the things I’d like to do with my open mouth.

He made a face and then closed his eyes shut. When he opened them again, his expression was softer and my body warmed all over. “I think I could make an exception for you. And Logan.”

I think that was the closest expression to being in love with me I was going to get. But I had to make sure.

“What are you saying, Jack?”

He sighed heavily before grabbing my hips and pulling me toward him. I went willingly with a small little smile on my lips.

“I think that what I feel for you scares the shit out of me, and if it’s love, then I have no fucking idea why people choose to do it willingly.”

I could have been offended, but I saw a teasing smirk on his lips. This was Jack. The Jack who claimed I caused him to be out of control and all sorts of crazy. If that was his idea for love – I was all for it, because I often felt the same about him.

Before I could give him any shit, or change the subject, he continued. “For the first time in my life I find myself wanting to leave work early just to see you. I walk by stores and want to pick out crap for you and Logan.” I rolled my eyes at crap, but wisely shut my mouth. “When you’re not around, you’re all I think about. When you’re in my home – I never want you to go. This shit is all new to me and it’s confusing as hell most of the time, but the rest of the time I just fucking love it.”

Well hell. What’s a girl supposed to say to that?

Easy. Nothing. I answered Jack in the only way I knew he’d understand completely.

I slowly began hiking up the bottom of my gown that kept me separated from him and leaned back. I quickly pulled his dress shirt out of his pants and unbuckled his belt. He lifted his hips – and me at the same time, while my shaking fingers nervously undid the button and zipper on his pants so I could pull them down.

I pulled away from the kiss and stared down at his enormous erection, standing straight up, waiting for me. I licked my lips in anticipation.

And then noticed he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

I smiled. “Commando?”

I watched his breathing become shallow as he looked down at his own erection standing at attention between us. Without speaking, his hand went under my dress and slowly dragged up my thigh. I shivered in anticipation. All my nerves immediately left as his hand travelled further up my thigh.

He grinned victoriously and immediately plunged two fingers deep inside me.

“Ah!” I cried out loudly and sank into him. I shifted against him, trying to move against his fingers but his other hand grasped my hip, restraining any movement. I peeled back from his chest slowly and looked down on him through half-opened eyes.

“I’m sorry for doubting you,” I whispered as I laid my head against his temple.

He shook his head at the same time he moved his hand against my clit. I moaned and tried to shift against him but his hand on my hip prevented me reaching the spot where I knew I would find the most pleasure. I groaned in frustration as his eyes darkened in front of me. His lips pursed.

“I’m going to bury myself in you until you forget that you ever doubted for a single second that I don’t want you for more than three fucking meaningless dates.”

I didn’t have any time to consider what he said because his mouth was on mine, moving ferociously against mine. I opened immediately, allowing him to plunder me with this tongue. His plan was working. He made me forget my doubts, my fears….my name. His hand ground against my sweet spot roughly and his fingers moved inside me roughly I was almost ready to come. Never in my life could anyone turn me on so quickly

“You want it, don’t you?” He asked me roughly and I saw the desire in his eyes. I couldn’t take my eyes off his gorgeous cock. I wrapped one hand around the base firmly and pulled up slowly, putting the exact amount of pressure on the underside that I knew drove him wild. I rubbed the drop of pre-cum gently over the tip and smiled as I watched his perfect abdomen muscles tighten.

He bit into my neck causing the perfect amount of pain and pleasure while he licked me to soothe the pain away. His fingers pressed into my pussy again. I felt my insides pulsating around his fingers and knew I was just a few more shifts away from exploding all over him.

I moaned when his hand moved against me again and my stomach clenched. I wanted that release. I needed it. He leaned in and kissed me roughly, taking away my every breath and worry before quickly moving away and resting his head against the back of the headrest. An evil grin spread across his lips and I cried out in sorrow when his fingers abruptly pulled from me. I bit my tongue as I watched him lick my cream off them.

“Yes. I want you.”

“I want you, too. I’ve wanted you for a really long time.” He grabbed both hips firmly and thrust me right down over his erection. I gasped loudly as he filled me completely.

“You’re so tight,” he moaned into me and shifted his hips up. I braced myself with both hands on each side of the back of his chair next to his head. I couldn’t move my hips. I couldn’t do anything except take everything he gave me and I wanted it. I wanted him like I had never wanted anything more in my life.

He thrust into me harder and I smiled.

“You’re mine,” he growled against my lips. “I promise you. I will protect and care for you and Logan as long as you let me.”

Sounded fan-fucking-tastic to me. He moved against me and as my orgasm grew closer, all worry about Jack and Marcus left me. All I could think about was the amazing man in front of me who wanted my son and me.

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