Page 37 of Deception and New Direction

He paused briefly after pushing all the way inside and made soft kisses along my neck then unhooked my bra and slid it off me.

“Jack,”Iwhispered impatiently, and that did it.

His strokes were no longer slow and methodical.Theyweren’t fast, hard, and erratic, as though he was just pumping in and out as if his body was in control instead of his brain.

I squeezed my pelvic floor and thrust my chest forward so his scruffy chest hair rubbed against my nipples.

“God,Ruthie.Ifyou keep doing that,I’mnot going to last.”Hisvoiced sounded strained, andIloved thatImade it hard for him—both literally and figuratively.

I chuckled at my own punny thought, which caused him to stop moving.

“Not exactly a time whenIlike to see a woman laughing,” he said, looking at me with a bit of confusion.

“I was just thinking…Yousaid you weren’t going to last, andIthought thatIloved thatImake ithardfor you to do that.Getit…hardfor you?”Ichuckled again just thinking about my little joke.

“Damnit.NowIhave to fuck you harder because you’re being cute,” he said, his voice gruff.

I wanted to know what it felt like if he let go.Gavein to what he really wanted to do with me.Iwanted to see that version ofJack—the uninhibited one.

“Do it,”Ichallenged him. “Fuckme harder,Jack.”

He stared at me for a brief moment and then gave in.Hepushed into me with strong, deep thrusts and it felt incredible.Inmere moments,Icould feel myself on the brink of bliss.

“Jack,I’mso close,”Iwhispered to him, suddenly out of breath.

“Fuck,Ruthie, you feel even better thanIimagined.”

At his words,Ifinally combusted.Euphoricnirvana shot through my entire body.Ihad never in my life felt this good.Beforemy heart rate even returned to a semblance of normal speed,Jackgrunted out my name and pushed me farther into the wall if that was even possible.

After a few seconds, he turned and carried me to the bed, setting me down gently before his body collapsed on top of mine.Hisone single arm for support was the only reason he wasn’t crushing me.

He exhaled sharply, andIfelt his hot breath on my neck.Itfelt nice.Ohwho wasIkidding?Itfelt incredible.Thiswhole experience felt utterly amazing.Ineeded to take it in and store it in my memory because this would be the only timeIlet this happen.Ialso neededJackto realize that too, especially since he probably thought he had triumphed at achieving his goal.

When he finally lifted his head to look at me,Ispoke up. “Thisdoesn’t mean you won.”

“Kinda feels likeIwon,”Jackresponded with a small smile then looked down at our entwined bodies. “Yeah, it definitely feels likeIwon.”

He kissed my neck softly, andIshivered.

“No, this was just a one-time thing,”Itried to defend. “Thisdoesn’t meanIfinally agree to go out to dinner with you or that we’re dating.”

“Sweetheart, you’ve been having dinner with me every night for almost two months now.Ifyou don’t want the title, that’s fine, butI’vehad more dinner dates with you than any other woman outside of my family.”

Ohmigod.Hewas right!

I sighed.Focus.“Well, this isn’t going to happen again.”

“You didn’t like it?” he asked.

“Of courseIdid.Butit can’t happen again.Wework together,Jack.Thereare too many complications.”

“Okay.”

Okay?

That was it?

“Ruthie.Stayhere with me.Inthe bed.”

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