Page 52 of Jackal

I gripped her chin, tipping her head up and leaned in closer.“Lil Bird, calling you mine doesn’t mean I think you’re property. It means you’re mine to protect, mine to touch, mine to love.”

Her lips parted on a gasp. But I kept staring into those questioning eyes. “Jackal-”

“Jacob.”

Her head shook lightly. “What?”

“My road name is Jackal. You should know my real one.”

“Jacob,” she whispered.

“I haven’t heard that in such a long time, coming from you it sounds like a beautiful song.”

Wanting to taste my name on her lips, I finally leaned in and ran my tongue over her bottom one before pushing inside her mouth. My hands went to her neck and shoulders, feeling the tension in her muscles loosen with each deepened stroke.

She pulled away slowly, her eyes still closed. “Jacob, you can’t keep distracting me with your hotness. It’s not fair.”

“You distract me even when you’re not nearby, Lil Bird.”

“I don’t want to be a bird in a cage. I know you want to protect me, but I can’t live like that.”

Blowing out a deep breath, I nodded. “I don’t want to cage you. I just want you safe. But I don’t want you to hate me, either. We’ll find a way to make this work. I just ask that you understand that I don’t mean to trap you, just protect you.”

“I can’t hate you. If I could, I would’ve already left,” she said.

Pulling her to my lap, she let the sheet fall and I held her close. “I don’t want you to resent me, either. I’ll find a way for you to have everything you want. Just say that you’re mine.”

“So we can have our own place, and I can have a job?”

“We?” I asked.

“Well,yeah. I’m not completely dense. I know I can’t protect myself and, honestly, I don’t think I could get a good night’s sleep without you now. I can’t very well have my dream job if I’m not well rested,” she spouted as she rolled her eyes.

“So you’re just using me then?” I joked, squeezing her tighter.

“Maybe.” She bit her lip, grinning.

“What else do you want, Lil Bird?”

“Besides hot sex and a research job? Nothing. Well, good food. I like to eat.”

Chuckling, I cupped her ass. “I can handle that. What else? I want you to have everything. But what is everything to you?”

She reached between us, pulling at the sheet in her lap that separated her pussy from my growing cock.

Her hips rocked, her wetness rubbing against my stomach. “A car. Or I suppose an SUV would be better, since you’re so big.”

Reaching over into the side table, I pulled out a condom before we got too deep. “Yeah? What else?” I asked as I reached between us, rolling it down before letting her take over again.

She positioned herself over my length, but slid over it, up and down, not taking me inside yet. “I’d like to not need those,” she said as her breathing became more labored.

“Is that right? Are you proposing something?”

She stopped, her hands thrusting into my hair, practically panting. “Proposing I’d like to feel you bare, but I thought I just said that?”

“Sounds good, Lil Bird. But I was talking about what could happen if we did that?”

She stopped her hips, and her lips thinned but her chest still heaved. “I don’t want kids, Jacob. I guess we should have talked about this before, but it’s not something I imagined for myself.”

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