Chapter 14
Jack
Ican tell the moment Holly warms up. Her legs reach out long toward the edge of the bed.
Her back arches, causing my hand to slide down her belly.
Yes, I let it slide even lower until it rests just north of her mound.
An adorable moan escapes her as she rolls to face me.
My hand now clutches her behind. I’m never letting go.
“Hi,” she whispers, mouth devastatingly close to mine.
“You’re supposed to be asleep,” I whisper in return. In answer, she wraps her leg over mine, pulling our fronts together. Touching. Throbbing.
“Mm-hmm. You too,” she says with a breathlessness in her voice. I flex my hand against her, reveling in the feel of her.
“I already hate myself for doing this. But I’m going to remind you that you’re mad at me for not telling you I own Mt. Frost.” Yep. Deep, abiding hate for myself. But me needing to claim her means absolutely nothing if she is here for the wrong reason.
“Wow. Thank you. I was, but I’ve thought about it. I can see why you chose to withhold information like your bank account. I’m still annoyed that you let me just ramble on, believing that you were just an employee. But I’m willing to accept your apology.” She thrusts against my cock.
I arch an eyebrow, not sure if she can see it in the dark.
“Then let me apologize, Dr. Holly. I never meant to hurt you.” Kiss on her neck.
“Deception was not my intention.” Kiss along her collarbone.
“But I gotta say, it was nice to be thought of as a nobody, if just for a couple of days.” I pull the neck of her shirt enough to kiss her shoulder.
“And I appreciate you liking me for me and my kids, rather than for my property value.”
I run my hand from her knee up her thigh, digging my fingers in at her hip, gripping her, holding her to me. Mine, rumbles through my head and heart. This sexy, nerdy woman is mine. I’m claiming her.
Keeping her body pressed against mine, my cock straining against my boxers to find her pussy, I say, “I want you. Want to claim you as mine. Fill you up and make you my woman.” Her head nods, I can feel it in the dark.
“Words, Dr. Holly. I need your words.” It’s a growl that can’t be choked back.
I know her pussy wants my cock, but I need to know without a shadow of a doubt that the rest of her wants the rest of me.
“Yes, Jack. I want you. Make me yours.”
Rolling her onto her back, I pull back the blanket to strip her shirt off, then her pants and panties.
Coming back up to kiss her, I can feel her nipples pucker in the cool night air of the cabin.
I suckle each one, loving the feel of her round, heavy breast against my lips.
“You’re so perfect,” I say. There’s more, but her lips press to mine, devouring the thoughts.
Pressed against her, her plump lips demanding more from me while her hands slip below the waistband of my boxers, I know that life will never be this good again. This moment is perfect.
Her hands yank at the fabric barrier between us, demanding removal. Nibbling her bottom lip, I pull away to remove them, sinking back between her thighs to devour her sweet hot pussy.
“No,” she says with more force than I would expect.
“Pardon?”
“I need you inside me. Filling me up.”
“But I—”
“Now.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I chuckle, positioning myself at her entrance. Taking a moment to tease her—run the head of my cock around her entrance, then taking her wetness to her clit—I enjoy the breathy sounds she makes.
The bedroom door is open. Of course it is. I had no intention to stay. The boys are probably sound asleep in the loft. They need to stay that way.
I push into her, only half way, and freeze. “You have to be quiet. We don’t want to wake the boys.” Holly whimpers, but agrees.
I thrust fully into her, savoring how tight and responsive she is. Her legs lock around me as we move together. “You’re so tight,” I praise her. “You feel like heaven.”
The pace picks up, and when I bottom out on her, she cries out. I cover her pretty mouth with my hand, slowing to a gentle rhythm. “Shhh, remember. You have to stay quiet. Are you okay?”
She nods beneath my hand. “Good girl. Can you stay quiet for me?” I thrust harder with the question, wanting to see her response. She moans beneath my hand and I still. “Holly, darling, you need to be silent. This cabin isn’t big enough for you to make those delicious noises.”
Her response is to thrust her hips up at me and squeeze around my cock. I hiss my inhale. Damn, she feels so good. “I’m not going to last long if you keep playing dirty,” I warn. She does it again.
At that, I pull out of her, and her whimper of frustration and disappointment matches my cock’s own. “Here you go. Roll over.” I move out from between her legs so she can shift.
Oh gods, her sweet ass in the air for me is a dream.
I run my hands along the curves of her cheeks, whispering just how sweet she is.
Up on my knees, I separate her folds and plunge into her.
This time her cry is muffled by the pillow.
Reaching around to her clit, I press my thumb to it as I lean over her and whisper in her ear, “You’re such a good girl.
I love how responsive you are. That’s it. Milk me harder.”