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“Then why don’t you? I thought you were gonna,” she says absently, her eyes getting misty as she starts to sway a little.

“Because when I do, I know I won’t be able to stop. It’s all or nothing Avery, I’m not making this up,” I tell her, moving a few steps closer.

She whimpers, her body breaking down into a swoon before I can grab her gives me her answer.

“Say it,” I demand gently. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want… me. Tell me you’ll be mine and nobody else’s.”

Feeling her soft chest against me, her hands in mine, her head pumping as she moans something.

“Mr. Cole.”

“It’s Jack,” I remind her. “And you can practice that name a little louder all you want,” I tell her, leaning down and pressing my mouth over hers.Chapter SevenAveryOne minute I’m wondering just how many women Jack Cole has, the next, he’s commanding me to be his only.

His lips over mine is a start, a start of some magic healing between myself, the universe, and Jack of course.

I won’t throw myself at anyone, or so I’d thought. But with Jack Cole, with his serious intentions, his honesty.

I know it’s right. The look in his eyes when he told me he’s alone, just like me.

I’d be a fool to deny him and more of one to deny myself the pleasure of his touch some more.

But he wants much more, I can feel it.

My excitement is also anxiety. I’ve never kissed anyone in my whole life, let alone a man like Jack Cole.

Sensing this, I feel him pull back just a little. Enough to give me some air.

My head’s still nodding. I’m trying to tell him. But it’s useless. Under his firm grasp, I’m a leaf in the wind.

I can barely hold my mouth open so he can kiss it, moaning softly as his tongue gently finds its way to mine.

On instinct, and the feelings I have for him, our mouths and our bodies melt into each other.

No further explanation required.

My hands run up his flat, hard stomach. I can feel the outline of his muscled ab’s through his shirt, making me moan harder.

His feet gently push mine apart, drawing a new sound from me as I feel my pussy open, and my legs wide for him, his hands, which I feel working their way onto my mound with the same increasing intensity of his tongue in my mouth.

He groans too, and I can sense his own arousal, long before I lay a hand to it myself.

A thick, throbbing line in his pants. Like all of him. Hard and intense, but with such an edge of give to it I only want to touch him all over. And without his clothes in the way.

Suddenly clinging to each other, we have a new and unspoken agreement to find someplace soft and very private.

“Where’s his office?” Jack asks, lifting me off my feet and into his arms.

I can only nod my head towards a huge pair of wooden doors before my own gasps take me over completely.

Jack’s strength is obvious, and he lifts me up like I weigh nothing in his huge arms.

I’ve never been in Dane Jennings’s office, and by the looks, neither has he for a while.

Like the rest of the top floor, it’s old school. Heavy furniture, old books, and cigar smoke etched into the woodwork. A snapshot from a bygone era.

It’s clean though, and in seconds Jack’s kicked the door closed, locked it, and has me laid out on a huge Chesterfield couch whose leather creaks under us, mixing with our breath as he eases me out of my blouse and then my pants.

I can hear myself, feel myself trying to speak, but his hands on me and mine in his hair leave me breathless.

It’s all the feelings I had when I first saw him and more, times a thousand as his thick fingers waste no time in peeling my sodden panties to one side. His whole body pushing my legs wider apart as he leans forward on his knees in front of me.

Before he even does what I want him to so badly, I feel it starting up inside me somewhere.

My whole body starts to shake, and I whimper his name as I feel it all coming loose.

This effect he has on me, drawing it out of me like music in a song.

“Oh, not yet, Avery,” he orders. “You’ll come when I’m done with you and not a moment before.” His voice rumbles between my legs.

Instead of making me loose control, it seems to balance everything, setting things straight so he can get to work.

Pleasuring me like I know he wants to so badly.

His whole mouth over me, like it was over my mouth sends me bucking against him straight away.

Both his huge hands take hold of my ass cheeks and he drives the hot wetness of his mouth over my center, making me squirm and thrust in time with his tongue as it enters me.

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