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I close my eyes, giving myself up to the pleasure rocketing through my body in waves. I moan his name, alternating breathlessly betweenJackandDaddy.
My walls clench around him rhythmically, another orgasm rushing up quickly. I falter, my senses overwhelmed. “Please,” I gasp. “Jack, please.”
He adjusts his weight, then raises my legs, throwing them over his shoulders. Then he grabs the back of my knees, holding me in place as he thrusts deeply into me, over and over…shafting my sex with fast, powerful thrusts.
“Call me Daddy,” he commands. “Say it!”
“D-daddy,” I moan breathlessly.
The friction of his thick cock within me becomes too much. I jolt violently, coming yet again, my fingers digging into the grass.
Shuddering, Jack follows me over, his arms tightening around me until I can barely breathe. I feel utterly possessed, completely defenseless.
“God, princess.” He buries his face in my throat. “I need you. I need you so much…”
Chapter Six
Jack
Click.
The shutter goes off again, and I have to bite back a groan.
“Princess,” I mutter, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. “This is the twentieth picture. You trying to build a shrine?”
She lowers the camera just enough for me to catch her grin. “Don’t be so dramatic. It’s the eighteenth.”
I glare at her, but the truth is, I don’t mind. Not one damn bit. If she wants to point that lens at me all day, I’d stand here like a statue just to see the light in her beautiful eyes. She looks alive when she’s behind that camera…focused, free, like the cage she grew up in never existed.
“Chin up,” she orders, her eyes squinting as she frames the shot. “A little to the left…yes, that’s it.”
I exhale hard through my nose. “You do realize I’m not a trained monkey, right?”
“Could’ve fooled me.” Her laugh is soft, genuine. The sound of it does things to me I don’t care to admit.
She snaps another photo.
“Keep that up,” I rumble, “and I’ll give you something better to capture.”
Her cheeks flush, and she fumbles with the focus, pretending not to hear me. But I see it…the way her breath hitches, the way her thighs press together. My lips twitch, fighting the smile threatening to break through.
Christ, she’s got me down bad.
Before I can think too much on it, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out, already knowing who it is by the knot forming in my gut.
I answer. “Freeman.”
“Where the hell is she?” The senator’s voice booms so loud I have to hold the phone a little away from my ear. “I gave you one job, Steele. One damn job.”
Charlie freezes at the sound of her father’s voice, her camera lowering as she stares.
“She’s safe,” I say evenly, my gaze still locked on hers.
“Safe doesn’t mean hiding out in the woods with a hired gun,” he snaps. “I want her home. Tonight.”
My jaw tightens. “Dragging her back before putting proper security protocols in place puts her at risk. You hired me to keep her alive, Senator. That’s what I’m doing.”
“I hired you to follow orders,” he fires back. “And right now, my order is to bring my daughter home.”
