Chapter Six #2
“How about if I want it to be my business, Justice? I want you to be my business. Fuck, I wish I could explain this better, and it would make things a whole fucking lot easier if I hadn’t just kidnapped you yesterday, but every time I touch you, I feel like I’ve just breathed for the first time.
Every time I kiss you, I feel like you’ve brought me back to life.
You make me feel things I haven’t felt for a very long time, Justice, and I’m just trying to figure this all out.
” Justice took a step towards him, closing the gap between them, and placed her hands on his chest. She loved the feel of his hard muscles under her fingers, even letting them flex a little to get an extra feel.
His breath hitched, and she took one more step towards him, effectively closing any remaining space between the two of them.
“So, what happens now?” She wasn’t sure if she was talking to her father or about what was happening between the two of them. Either way, they needed to find a way forward.
“Tell me you feel this too,” Jagger whispered.
Justice hesitated, deciding whether she wanted to admit to every crazy spark that she felt between the two of them since the moment she saw him in the alley.
How could she be so attracted to a man who was a stranger to her?
A man who took her away from her home and the people she loved, and up until last night, she thought meant to do her harm?
She didn’t care anymore. She was done trying to follow the rules, done playing everyone else’s game.
She wanted Jagger, and it was time to grab life with both hands and enjoy the ride.
“I feel it too, Jag,” she whispered. That seemed to be the green light he was waiting for, and he pulled her up against his hard form so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Every cell in her body seemed to come roaring to life, and she didn’t know if she wanted to yell for him to stop or to keep going.
“I’ve never done anything like this, Jagger.
My father made sure I lived a sheltered life.
” He nodded, wrapping his arms around her as he made his way across the room to lay her on her bed, covering her with his own body.
“We won’t do anything you don’t want to, honey.
You tell me what you like and don’t like—can you do that?
” Jagger watched her, and she could see he was straining to keep a tight leash on his control.
She didn’t want him to hold any of himself back from her; she wanted everything from him—all of him.
“I can do that, Jag, but I need you—all of you. Don’t hold back from me. Show me how good this can be.” Jagger swallowed hard and smiled down at her.
“Okay, honey.” He kissed her mouth as if he wanted to consume her, and honestly, she felt the same way.
Every touch, every kiss, scorched her soul, leaving her wanting so much more from him.
“Be sure, Justice,” he moaned, kissing his way down her neck.
“Because once we do this, there will be no going back. You’ll be mine.
” Justice shivered with the anticipation of being his, completely his in every way.
“I’m sure, Jag. I want you, all of you. Make me yours.” He groaned and pulled her shirt up over her head, revealing her bare breasts. She almost wanted to cover herself, but Jagger held her hands to her sides, pinning them with his own.
“No hiding, baby. I want to see all of you.” Jagger kissed his way down her body and tugged her nipple into his mouth, and Justice just about bucked off the bed.
She watched him as he kissed his way down her body, pulling her jeans down her legs as he went.
Justice lay completely bare underneath him, panting with need.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Justice.” She looked down to where he knelt between her legs, and she wasn’t sure what to do.
“I want to see you, too, Jag.” She reached for him, and he spread her legs over his shoulders, settling in between them.
“In a minute, honey. I need to see if you taste as good as you look,” he moaned as he sank two fingers inside of her.
Justice felt him stretching her and wanted to grind her wet folds against his hand.
It was all too much—the sensations, the feelings.
She didn’t know if she could handle much more.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take another second of his attention, Jagger licked her hot core, and she bucked against his face.
“Please, Jagger,” she panted. Justice knew she sounded needy, but she didn’t care.
Jagger seemed to know exactly what she needed, lightly biting her clit between his teeth, and she completely lost control, shouting out his name.
Jagger stood and stripped out of his shirt, and Justice wanted to run her hands all over his body.
She leaned up on her elbows to watch him, and he seemed to like her attention.
His shy smile made her heart skip a beat, and his arms and abs made her want to climb him like a tree.
“You keep looking at me like that, baby, and this is going to be over way too fast.” Jagger unzipped his jeans, and Justice bit her lip and groaned, watching his every move like a wild cat stalking her prey.
She never felt this turned on before, and a part of her worried that she was doing everything wrong, but Jagger’s erection told her otherwise.
Justice reached for his cock, wanting to give him the same attention that he had just given to her.
Jagger slid his jeans down his thick legs, and Justice wrapped her hands around his erection.
“Fuck, honey, that feels good,” Jagger hissed.
Justice could tell he was holding back, and she sank to her knees on the floor in front of him, silently accepting his challenge.
“Fair warning, honey, I won’t last long if you put your lips around me.
” She smiled up at him and loved the way his body tensed as she ran her tongue along the head of his shaft.
Justice was going to like teasing Jagger—it made her heady with power.
She might not have experience when it came to any of this, but Jagger made her feel like she knew exactly what she was doing.
She sucked him into her mouth, and Jagger moaned and inched his way in deeper.
“That’s right, baby, just like that. Breathe through your nose.
” Justice took him a little deeper and swallowed, eliciting another moan from deep inside of him.
“Fuck,” Jagger cursed, pulling free from her mouth.
He rushed around the room, putting his clothes back on and tossing hers to her.
Justice watched him, still on her knees at the foot of the bed, fearing she had done something wrong.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she knew she was going to fucking lose it and cry like a big baby.
“If I did something wrong, Jagger, I can try again. We don’t have to stop,” she croaked, wiping at the hot tears that already started to spill down her face.
Jagger growled and pulled her up his body and into his arms.
“You were perfect, honey. We are about to have company. The alarm on my phone went off— someone is on the property.” Justice didn’t hear an alarm.
Hell, she had been so fixated on getting everything just right for her first time that she blocked out everything around her except Jagger.
“I didn’t hear an alarm,” she said. She felt almost embarrassed that she didn’t pay attention to something like that, given that her father was probably hunting them down at this point.
Jagger chuckled, “Well, I’d be a little insulted if you did, honey.
You had your hands full of, well, me.” He laughed at his own joke and then quickly sobered.
“I want you to stay here in this bedroom and lock the door. Don’t leave for any reason, no matter what you hear.
Am I clear?” Justice suddenly felt very afraid and very naked.
She pulled the quilt off the bed and wrapped herself in it.
Jagger kissed her mouth and swatted her ass.
“Stay,” he commanded, pointing his finger at her.
Justice nodded and watched him walk out of the room.
She quickly shut the door and locked it, slumping down to the bed, consumed with worry and fear that she might never see Jagger again. That thought terrified her.
Jagger rushed to his office on the main floor and opened his gun safe.
He needed to make sure he was properly outfitted to handle whatever tripped his security cameras.
He opened his laptop and punched in his secure ID to access the breach and watched the last few minutes of camera footage.
He sighed to himself when he saw it was only Dean crossing the property on his snowmobile, even flipping off the camera.
He laughed, relieved that it was his friend, but pissed that he and Justice were being interrupted.
Jagger decided to head Dean off at the front entrance before he had a chance to get into the house and realize what he and Justice were up to.
He certainly didn’t need any shit from his best friend over fucking the woman he abducted yesterday.
Dean would never let him live any of this down.
“This better be good, Dean. You just fucking left here a few hours ago,” Jagger growled as he swung his front door open.
He couldn’t believe he was standing on his front porch with Dean instead of in bed with a very naked Justice.
He was so close to making her his, and his cock was screaming for attention.
He wanted to beat his best friend for interrupting, but from the grave expression on Dean’s face, he had good reason to be there.