I tremble in his hold, feeling it echo between my legs. I’m wet, wetness pooling and coating my thighs as my nipples harden.
“You could lock the door and do that now,” I tempt—wanting him exactly the way he described.
I see the surprise flash across his face. I like that I can take him by surprise. I like the happiness he doesn’t try to hide from me even more. Shit, I’m being silly. I like everything about Jack. Every. Single. Thing.
“You got a deal. Put your hands against the wall, spread your legs apart, and drop that robe, baby,” he orders.
I bite down on my lip and nod my head in agreement, taking off my robe as I watch him go to the door. God, he’s beautiful. He probably wouldn’t approve of that description, but he is. His body is a work of art. I turn putting my hands on the rough, brick wall and spread my legs out. The Christmas tree us girls put up in the corner has different colored lights twinkling, and they reflect off the wall. With Jack in my life, this will be the first Christmas I’m looking forward to.
I can hear his footsteps as he gets closer to me and my body tingles with anticipation. He lifts my hair and moves it to one side, delivering small kisses along my shoulder and the curve of my neck. I thrust my ass against him—hating that I can feel his heat but not have him pressed into me.
“My baby need her man’s cock?” he purrs against my ear.
“Please,” I murmur. The word ends on a gasp as he slaps his hand against my ass. There’s an instant fire that spreads heat through my body. I feel myself come alive. I barely have time to adjust before he spanks me again. I feel a gush of wetness slide against the lips of my pussy and on my thighs. My clit is throbbing, and I shift on my feet needing more. He’s working me up so quickly that I feel like I could explode at any moment.
“You should see how fucking sexy your ass looks with my handprint glowing on it, Midnight.”
Jesus, his words are more potent than a physical touch.
“Jack…” I groan.
“Does it burn, baby?” he whispers, right before he smacks his hand down on my ass again.
“Yes,” I whimper—and it does—but in the most delicious way possible. He’s very careful, too. I notice he never brings his hand down in the same place twice. He also keeps rubbing his hand over the area as if to soothe it.
“Don’t worry, Midnight. I’m going to jerk my cock off and come all over that pretty, pink ass of yours.”
“Oh, God,” I pant, my forehead going against the cool brick wall as I picture what he’s describing in my mind.
“If you’re a good little girl, I’ll finger fuck my cum inside of you when I’m done.”
My knees go weak as I hear his zipper sliding down. I don’t breathe. I feel like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff waiting for his next move. The anticipation is like electricity lying heavy in the air.
“Yo! Train. There’s some guy on the phone for you!” Mickey yells, his hand slapping heavily against the door.
“Motherfucker,” Jack curses and I’m right there with him.
“Who is it?”
“Dude, I don’t know, I’m not your fucking secretary.”
“Be right there,” Jack gripes.
“If you two are fucking in there, you better clean up. I’m not paying someone to mop up your spunk,” Mickey barks.
I start laughing as I turn around to look at Jack. “Well, there’s a mood killer,” I mumble, putting my robe back on and looking for my clothes.
“I’m going to kill Ride.”
“You think it’s him?” I ask with a frown.
“He’s the only one that knows I’m here. Brambles is with your brother, and I didn’t tell them because I’d rather keep your brother calm until he heals up a bit. I just spoke to the asshole before I followed you back there, though.”
“You think G will give us trouble?” I ask, frowning. I love my brother, but I’m not going to give Jack up. I love him…
“You get dressed. We’ll take this back to your place and continue what we started there.”
“Yes, master,” I joke.
“We’ll play that game later, too, baby.”
I laugh as he walks away. I really do love him—so much so that I’m not even going to think twice about moving to Florida. I’d follow Jack anywhere. I get dressed quickly and begin scrubbing off my makeup all while having a fantasy in my head about a life with Jack. It’s then reality breaks in.
“Hello, Drucilla.”
My body shakes. I break out in a cold sweat as I hear a voice I never wanted to hear again.
Lenny.
Chapter 18
Drew
I beat down the panic as I look at the man that I despise. He has been a nightmare. We dated for two months, and I try to imagine how in the world I missed the signs that he was completely certifiable!