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  Now it’s my turn to get a kiss on the cheek as her words rattle about in my head. I walk into the formal dining room we never use but on holidays and I see Jensen is the only one there. He’s pacing and stops when I enter. He comes right to me and takes the pot of mash potatoes from my hands.

  “Let me,” he says as his eyes lock with mine. He looks pissed and there’s a warning there. I keep on smiling. I have no idea why he’s angry. I’m not the one who snuck out of bed then out of the freaking condo.

  He breaks our stare as he places the pot on the table more forcefully then he should.

  “Jesus,” my brother says to him as he walks in and barely looks up from his phone. “I see the run today didn’t cool you off.”

  “Phones away,” my mom chirps, breezing into the dining room. My dad gets up and takes the turkey from her and brings it over to the table. Jensen pulls out a chair for me and I notice he’s going to sit next to me and I’m not playing that game again.

  “I’m going to use the restroom really quick.” I turn and leave the dining room to make my escape. I’ll come back in a minute when everyone is sitting and pick a chair that’s not next to his.

  When I open the bathroom door, I let out a small yelp of surprise when I’m shoved inside. Jensen turns me and presses my back to the wall as the door closes behind him. His mouth comes down onto mine and I gasp as he steals the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth. He takes what he wants and all the desire from yesterday comes rushing back. This man has more power over me than he should, and I’m helpless against it. It’s scary and exhilarating all at once and he’s easy to get lost in.

  This kiss is hard and messy, and I’m desperate for it, but just as soon as I begin to crave more it’s over. He rests his forehead against mine as we both try to catch our breath.

  “You’re not dating,” he says with finality as I look into his eyes. I nod in agreement because the tone of his voice and his demand is not helping with how turned on I am. I should smack him, but instead I stand there and nod. “No more lip gloss either. I only want to taste you, bombshell.”

  That’s all he says before he releases me and storms out of the bathroom, leaving me in a daze.

  I glance at myself in the mirror and see my lips are red and swollen and my hair is a mess. He must have had his hands in it, but I didn’t notice. I was too busy focusing on my body burning up at his touch to think about what he was doing.

  This man is going to ruin me, but every part of me wants him to.

  Chapter Seven

  Jensen

  This could be the best dinner I’ve ever eaten in my life, but I’m too busy being distracted by Sage and the sounds she’s making. When I walked back to the table from the bathroom, I stood by it and waited for her to get back before I took my seat. It also worked out in my favor that her dad took away the extra chairs so she had no choice but to be by my side. I’m going to have to remember to thank him.

  Her mother, Sophia, keeps a watchful eye on her through dinner, so instead of shoving my hand up her tight dress like I want to, I have to keep myself reined in. Every now and then I’ll reach over and place my hand on the top of her thigh when she speaks because I can’t help myself. But otherwise I mind my manners and don’t maul her with her parents watching. I just need to touch her and I don’t like not being able to.

  “How long are you boys in town for?” Sophia asks as she passes around the desserts.

  I help clean the dinner table and brought in coffee while we all relax. I love seeing Sage so happy as she leans back in her chair. At one point she put her hand on her belly and laughed as she said she was full, but I just kept thinking about what she would look like if she had a baby in there instead.

  “We should be heading out Monday,” Brian answers, but I can see the crease that grows between his eyebrows as he says it. “But it’s still being decided.”

  I watch as he takes his phone out under the table and checks it when his mom isn’t looking. The crease between his eyes deepens and he doesn’t like what he sees. He makes a frustrated sound as he shoves his phone back into his pocket and I wonder, not for the first time, what on earth has him so distracted. He’s normally pretty busy and I don’t think twice about him on his phone. But lately he’s obsessed with it and can’t seem to put it down.

  “Where are you going?” Sage asks as she looks up at me with her big round eyes.

  I want to tell her I’m taking her to her place where I’m going to take her to bed, but I know what she’s asking. Am I going to take off on another trip with her brother like we always do?

  I don’t answer because I need to figure that out. I’m supposed to travel on Monday with Brian, but now that I’ve met Sage all of that is up in the air. I open my mouth to say something, but I’m cut off by her dad.

  “With how much your brother is gone, I don’t understand why you think it’s safe to be on your own.” I’ve never seen Gary upset about anything, but right now he looks about as irritated as Brian.

  This is something I haven’t thought about with Sage and now I’m sitting up straighter to hear Gary’s argument.

  “Dad, we’ve been through this,” she says, and I hear her irritation.

  “You’re alone a lot,” I say, realizing that as much as Brian and I travel, that means she’s in that place by herself.

  “What about a roommate?” Sophia offers a compromise.

  “I have a roommate. It’s your son.” I can feel the tension rolling off Sage, and I put my hand on her thigh before I can stop myself. She flinches but only for a second before she relaxes. “And the building has the best security with a doorman. Do we have to go through this every single time I come home?”

  “Sugar, your father and I just want you to be careful.” Sophia looks at me and presses her lips together. I can tell she wants to say more but won’t do it with company here.

  “Brian, back me up on this?” Gary says, but Brian is scowling out the window and not listening.

  “What?” he says a second later when he realizes that we’re all looking at him.

  Sage rolls her eyes and sighs. “Here we go.”

  “Why don’t you show me around?” I offer as I stand from the table and hold out my hand to Sage. “We’ve already cleared the dishes, but I need to walk after that big meal.”

  She puts her hand in mine so fast it surprises me, but I can tell she’s looking for an escape. I’ll be her excuse if she needs one, but I’m not about to give her a reprieve. I agree with Gary that she shouldn’t be alone. I just know better than to do it at the dinner table with her family watching.

  “Thank you,” she mumbles as we walk out of the dining room and to the foyer. It’s a little cool outside, so I grab my jacket by the door.

  “You looked like you could use some fresh air.” I put my coat on her shoulders as we walk into the cool afternoon and I take her hand in mine again.

  “My family is a little on the overprotective side,” she says when we turn to the gardens that expand around the property.

  This place is like something out of a movie and nicer than anywhere I’ve ever lived. The house is in a historic Georgian-style made of stone with ivy growing on it. The gardens that surround it are perfectly manicured and made for walking. Trees line one side and Brian told me earlier that there’s a lake out there they used to play in as kids. It’s incredible and I’m feeling envious. I’ve got the money to buy something like this, but why would I need a mansion with all this land if it’s just me? Especially when I travel so much. The thought of Sage filling our home with children and love burns the middle of my chest. I’ve never wanted anything like this before, but suddenly I’m craving a life that I’ve conjured out of thin air.

  “I agree with your father,” I say, and she stops abruptly to glare at me.

  “I’ve got enough people in my life telling me what to do. I don’t need you to do the same, Jensen.”

  The way she says my name makes my cock swell. She jerks he
r hand out of mine and stomps ahead. She’s good and pissed right now, but I don’t plan on backing down.

  I follow after her and snatch her wrist as I pull her into the trees. Once we are out of sight of the house, I push her up against a large oak and press my body to hers.

  “The next time my name crosses your lips, my cock is going to be inside you.” I lean in so close that the heat of her breath is on my face. “I won’t ever back down when it comes to keeping you safe. You’re too fucking special to risk anything happening to you.”

  “I managed just fine before you showed up here.” She raises her chin, but it only puts her lips closer to mine.

  “But now I’m here and you’ll never have to know what that’s like again.” I lick my lips and smile at her.

  “You’re so cocky.” There’s heat to her words, but I don’t deny it. “And you’re a liar. You’ll be out of here come Monday and I’ll be the one left behind to figure things out. You have to travel, remember?”

  “You think I’d run out of here so easily?” I challenge as I kick her feet apart and wedge myself between her legs.

  “I do,” she says, giving it right back to me.

  Her breath catches in her throat when I reach down and yank her dress up and rub her panty-covered pussy. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, bombshell,” I say as I stroke her heat slowly. “There’s no one else I’d rather be with.”

  I press my lips to hers and all of her frustration and anger melts away. I feel her soften in my arms, her hips moving back and forth as she tries to move my fingers against her pussy.

  “Jensen,” she whispers, but I bite her bottom lip.

  “Tonight,” I say before I kiss her neck. “You’ll get it tonight.” My fingers push past her panties and right into her wet silk. “I’ll take care of you right now, but I want you to be a good girl when we go back inside.”

  I thrust two fingers inside her as my thumb moves to her clit.

  “I need you,” she whines, wiggling on me.

  “I need you to stop talking before I fuck you against this tree.” I grit my teeth and rub her G-spot as I feel her tighten on my fingers. “Goddammit, why do you have to tempt me like this? It’s not right; a man can only take so much.”

  “Don’t make me wait,” she whines as she pulls me tight to her. “I want to feel you. Just a little bit, you don’t have to go all the way.”

  I curse when she reaches down and pulls her dress up around her waist and then places her hand over my cock. It’s throbbing and her touch is like a brand. My jacket is huge on her and hides her from view, plus we are in the middle of woods away from the house and I’d see someone coming. Maybe I could just get my cock wet and jerk off on her.

  I reach down to the front of my pants and yank them open as I grab my cock. I’m aching for her and for her wet pink folds to wrap around my length.

  “You’re asking for this,” I tell her as I drag the head of my cock through her lips and grunt. It’s almost painful as her sweet juice slicks my cock. I want more, and I was fool to think I could stop.

  “Again,” she whispers as her head falls back against the tree and I plant my feet on the ground.

  I slip my fingers out of her pussy and drag her honey down my cock to make it wet. I jerk off as I rub the fat head against her clit while she rocks her hips. I can already feel pearls of cum leaking from me as I swipe them between her lips and make her creamy.

  “You’re going to make me pop your cherry out here, aren’t you?” I grit my teeth and hiss, while she rolls her hips and the tip of my cock slides to her opening.

  “You don’t have to go all the way in.” She looks at me with hooded eyes and all I want to do is grab her hips and go balls deep.

  “But you want me to,” I say, edging just an inch or so more. “You’re begging me to do it with those fuck-me eyes and soft thighs spread wide. It might as well be an invitation to a baby shower.”

  “Oh god,” she moans as I slide in a little more, unable to control myself.

  I dig my fingers into her hips as I growl and surge forward. I seat her little cunt all the way down on my cock until her pussy juice is on my balls.

  She cries out my name and my body goes rigid. But I only leave it inside her tight channel for a second before I pull all the way out and take a step back.

  I glance down and see a trace of her virgin blood on my cock and I nearly crumble to the ground. Every part of my body is begging me to go back to her, but I can’t. Not here, not like this.

  I’m rough as I shove my cock in my pants and close them. Then I pull her panties to cover her pussy and yank her dress down. When I look into her eyes, I see a trace of confusion along with need as bad as my own.

  “You can’t ask me to fuck you in the dirt like an animal. At least not the first time.” I grab her wrist and stomp back towards the house.

  “Wait, Jensen. Where are we going?” She’s breathless as her short legs try to keep up with my long strides.

  “Home,” I say through clenched teeth.

  Chapter Eight

  Sage

  I have no idea what my family thought when Jensen dragged me into the house and then announced we were leaving. I couldn’t look any of them in the eye as we practically ran out of there and he tossed me in his car, kicking up dust when we sped out of there. I wondered if we were trying to beat Brian home, but I lost my train of thought when Jensen slipped his fingers inside me as he drove down the road.

  I should have protested and told him to focus on driving, but then my hormones took over as well as my need for him and I was telling him not to stop. He got me off in the car twice before he pulled his fingers from me and then licked them clean. I practically mauled him in the elevator once we were past the doorman and to our floor. The second the door to the apartment opened he was on me.

  “We can’t do it out here,” I say when he picks me up, kicks the door closed, and pushes me up against the wall. “Brian could walk in.”

  “His mind is on other things right now,” Jensen says as he walks into the living room and sets me down on the back of the couch.

  I hear a rip as cool air hits my pussy and I feel the torn material of my panties around my waist.

  “Just stop fucking wearing these.” He bites my neck before he licks the spot and then kisses down to my cleavage. He buries his face there and I feel his tongue between my breasts as he’s yanking down the material.

  I couldn’t believe what I’d asked him to do in the woods. I expected him to take me right then and there, but this man has more control than I ever thought possible. My pussy throbs with the ache of having his cock inside me and knowing what it felt like to be so full. It pinched a little when he did it, but just as quickly it felt good and I wanted more. I can feel my heartbeat there now as he grinds against me and my fingers go to his pants.

  He talked a lot at dinner and my parents drilled him on so many things I didn’t know. But what I do know about him is that he’s honorable and above all he’s a good man. I was wrong in the past about Jimmy, but this is completely different. Jensen isn’t someone who is easily changed or led by his emotions. That was clear in the woods. He could have had me but instead he held himself back until he could give us this moment. It’s crazy fast, but this feels like it’s meant to be. I believe that he will always keep his word and that’s all that matters.

  “You are going to be the reason I fall over dead,” he says as he picks me up again only to take another five steps and stop.

  He pins me against the wall in the hallway and attacks my mouth. He kisses me so hard and deep I can hardly breathe. Do I even want to? My body is crying out for me to submit and give my soul over to him. Who am I to stop it?

  “I’m not going to make it,” he says as he presses his forehead to mine.

  “We’re almost there,” I say, clinging to him and rubbing my lower half against him.

  He grips my ass tight and pulls away from the wall as he stomps down the hall. I�
�m sure the people three floors below us heard it as he marched into my room and kicked that door closed too.

  I think he’s going to take me on the bed, but he doesn’t. He turns as soon as we get into the room and pins me to the door. I hear more fabric rip as I glance down and gasp when I see what he’s done to my dress.

  “I’ll buy you twenty just like it,” he says before he lowers his mouth and sucks on my breast.

  The next casualty is my bra as it’s yanked down so he can get to my nipples. I pull at his jacket and then his shirt, all while moaning. His tongue and teeth torture me as my lower half burns with the need for him.

  “Don’t make me wait,” I beg when his chest is bare and my hands finally get his pants open.

  The feel of his hot cock in my hand as I stroke him makes my pussy clench. I need him inside me or I might just die.

  “I won’t last,” he moans as I guide his cock to my wet lips and slide him into me.

  He makes sounds like he’s praying as his incredibly large cock slowly sinks into me and I finally feel like my body can relax. I moan when I feel every thick, long inch of him fill me to absolute capacity and then some. There is no room for me to take a breath when I feel the root of his cock against my clit. I’m throbbing and I need him to move, but he’s like a stone statue.

  “Jensen,” I moan, and he looks like he’s in pain as he holds me close. “Are you okay?”

  “If I’ve died, then make sure there are no heroic measures to save me,” he says as he kisses my lips softly. “I don’t want to wake up from this.”

  When I laugh I feel it in my pussy and it turns into a moan. I want to move and I want to feel him thrust in and out of me, but he’s got me pinned to the door and it’s impossible for me to go anywhere.