Page 70 of Jacqueline's Quest

“Fine. We’ll come home. Besides, I don’t think Hannah can stay here either.” He scrubbed his forehead. “What’s the timing we’re looking at for wheels up?”

“As soon as they release Scotty from the hospital,” Asher said. “From what AJ said, it could be two or three days, so take some time, grab some sleep, and work on your reports. I’ll be expecting them the minute you touch down.”

“Roger that.” Murray blew out a breath, holding his hand out to Jaqueline. “I think I could use that shower now.”

She frowned. “I agree. I’m a mess.”

The corner of Murray’s mouth ticked up. “You’re perfect.”

Early morning light filled their room. Murray glanced at the clock and noticed the time. A little after six. They had a few hours before they were supposed to head to the hospital to pick everyone up then on to Fort Briggs for their flight back to Virginia. He pressed a kiss to Jaqueline's shoulder and sighed. He hadn't been able to keep his hands off of her since they arrived at the hotel and he wanted her again. Yet, he'd been content to lay there and watch her sleep, like some fucked up creeper, as AJ would say.

Between the paperwork and preparing for the move, they’d fallen into bed each night exhausted, but hungry. The fragile connection they’d forged together in the beginning, grew stronger by the second and it settled Murray. The easiest way to get everyone into the states was to marry Jaqueline. It would have added to Asher’s plan to get them their Visas and eventually their green cards. However, he wouldn’t push it. Bad enough they were taking Jaqueline away from her home along with Christian. He couldn’t take her choice away either. But the thought stuck with him. He could see them together for the rest of their lives—and he wasn’t a forever kind of guy.

Ten years, Hannah consumed his every thought. He hadn't made any plans for what he'd do once he found her, besides retire and take a vacation somewhere. Now that he'd found her, he was at a loss. Taking a vacation would have to wait. Raul was still on the loose and there was still the Pueblo and Los Trios cartels circling Bex. The situation was bound to blow up and when it did, Murray would never be able to forgive himself if something happened to the kid.

Maybe, once everything settled down, he’d take Jaqueline on a trip and while they were there, he’d marry her. He smirked. He could already hear her chewing his ass out for surprising her. He smirked. It’d be worth it in the end.

Jaqueline rolled over, facing him. A soft sigh passed her lips as her eyes fluttered open. “Hey.” A sensual smile floated across her lips while she stretched. “Do we have to get up yet?”

“Loaded question, mi cielito.” He placed a kiss to her lips. “Very loaded.”

She smiled; the expression filled her features with a simple light he craved. She was beautiful, strong, and she rocked his world. “You’re insatiable.”

He gave a nonchalant lift of his shoulder. “What can I say, it’s one of my better qualities.” He rolled them so she straddled his waist.

“Oh?” She quirked a brow.

“Mmhmm.” He nodded, rocking against her.

She sighed and closed her eyes. “Maybe.”

Murray reached between them and positioned himself at her entrance. He slid into her in a single stroke and groaned as she clenched around him. Fuck, she was perfect. “Just maybe?”

“I’ll keep you posted.” She rolled her hips and moaned.

He thought about teasing her awake, taking his time until she begged for him to let her come, instead, he wanted it quick and fast. He wanted them to burn for each other. He wanted to hear her screams while her pussy spasmed around his cock. He wrapped his hand around her nape and pulled her down to him so he could kiss her again. The ends of her vibrant multicolored hair brushed across his nipples and chest. The feather-light touch turned him on. Excitement pooled in his gut.

“Fuck yes, Jaq. Ride me.” He snarled. His grip tightened on her hip, shortening her strokes.

She trembled and shook above him. Her soft whines and coos of pleasure were lyrical, spun with arousal and need. She braced her hands on his chest. Her nails dug into his flesh and he hissed at the bite of pain. His dick thickened while his balls drew up. It was quicker than he wanted, but fuck if she didn’t get under his skin and make him lose all reason.

Murray sat up and wrapped his lips around her nipple, sucking on the hard point until she cried out in a mixture of pain and bliss. They were both riding a dangerous edge. He switched to her other nipple and drew it between his teeth. Jaqueline clenched around him, making it hard to move. She fisted her hand in his hair and he groaned. Sparks of pleasure spread across his scalp and slid down his spine. The thrill of being with her would never get old. It was as though this wholly desperate part of him needed her with such fervor, he’d never get enough of her.

“Murray,” she whimpered, licking her bottom lip.

“I’m right here. I’ve got you.” He buried his face in her neck as the tingles of his impending climax spread through him. “Come, mi cielito. Give it to me. I want to feel your sweet pussy milk my cock.”

Jaqueline shuddered. The keen wail that left her lips, caught him off guard, causing him to throb deep within her while she rode out her release as well. He groaned into her supple flesh as they continued to rock together.

Murray’s heart hammered and his breath left him quick pants. “What a way to wake up.”

She giggled, strangling his cock and he pulsed deep within her again. Both of them moaned and he ground his hips against hers. “Wow. I think I might be spoiled waking this way.”

“I aim to please,” he whispered, holding her close. “Good morning.”

She relaxed in his embrace. “Morning. How much longer do you think we can stay like this?”

Murray glanced at the clock and smirked. “We have time still. Would you like to go for round two?”

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