AllFreeNovel
Share Us
It didn’t take long. She jacked him with five steady pumps and then he stiffened against her, his shaft bulging and rigid between them. She held her hand still and tight, and let him take the last few pumps as he exploded in her hand, his delicious, sticky wetness spilling on her fingers and stomach. His tongue stiffened in her mouth, and he growled deep in his throat, the vibrations sliding through her.
He hung against her in the enclosed space of the shower stall, the steam rising around them, the water flowing over them. His arms slowly wrapped completely around her, his head dropping down to her shoulder as quiet descended around them.
Jenna let him hold her, relaxing her weight between him and the wall of the shower, as she closed her eyes and inertia took hold of her body. Her breath evened out, and she refused to think about what had just occurred as her body relaxed.
David felt her begin to literally fall asleep standing up as the water pummeled them and he reached down and scooped her in his arms, snagged a couple of towels, and walked into the bedroom. Wrapping a towel around her inert body, he laid her on his bed and dropped down to sit beside her.
Jenna’s sluggish mind began to work when she found herself naked in his bed, seemingly tucked in for the night. She lifted up on an elbow and watched him running the towel through his wet hair. He tossed the towel aside and reached for the switch on the lamp.
She made an inarticulate sound of denial in her throat and he turned to look at her. She tried to speak. “Um, I—”
He interrupted her with a scowl. “Don’t even think about it.” His voice was clipped, brutal.
He switched the light off and took her in his hold, wrapping his arms around her, holding her back clasped to his chest. His arms tightened possessively and he growled low in her ear. “Go to sleep.”
****
Jenna opened her eyes to the sound of water running. She sat up and looked at the clock on the bedside table. Six in the morning.
The guy was crazy.
She looked around for her clothes, but realized most of them were still in the living room. She grabbed the towel from last night off the floor, wrapped it around to cover herself, and hurried into the other room to retrieve her clothes. She found them, minus her bra that was in the bathroom, and hurriedly dressed. She found a comb in her purse and was standing in front of the dresser trying to make herself presentable when the shower cut off and thirty seconds later he walked naked into the room, casually drying himself with a towel.
She stood still, and watched him in the mirror. He first searched for her in the bed, and then around the room until he found her. His eyes clashed with her gaze in the mirror, then moved down her body, noticing her clothes in place like armor protecting her.
He hooked the towel around his hips and stalked towards her. His hands landed on her shoulders, and she felt his erection pushing against her through the towel. “Good. You’re dressed already.”
Her eyes became wounded at that comment and dropped from his.
He continued. “We’ll stop at your place for fresh things before we hit the airport.”
She lifted her eyes back to his. “Airport?”
“Yeah. We’re going to Vegas.”
“Why?” Her voice held confusion.
“Why do you think?” he bit back.
His reason dawned on Jenna. “I’m not marrying you in Vegas this weekend if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“Yeah, you are.” His confidence was absolute.
“No, I’m not,” she argued.
“Why not?”
“It’s too soon. I need t-time to think about it first.”
“What’s to think about?” His voice held impatience.
She looked at him with an edge of ange
r. “My life. Does that mean anything to you? Or do you not give a shit about my feelings in any of this?”
“I give a shit, Jenna. This whole situation is going to be good for you. You need the money and you’re still young. A couple of years at this stage in your life won’t matter in the long run. You’ll leave the arrangement with no debt, and money in the bank. Hell, you could even go to school during the day and get a couple of years under your belt.” His eyes studied her intently. “Have you ever considered trying to get a bachelor’s degree?”
Blood pulsed through Jenna’s veins at his condescending attitude. She wanted to throw her education in his face. But she couldn’t. She had lied on her resume. How many people lied and disclaimed the education they had? But that’s exactly what she had done. She hadn’t had a choice. Eating and paying rent had seemed slightly more important at the time. But he wouldn’t know anything about that. His last name was Bennett, and he’d never suffered a day in his life because of it. So now she couldn’t throw her education in his face. Couldn’t or wouldn’t? Surely that wasn’t pride that was keeping her silent.
Suddenly, anger came up and clouded her thought process. Why shouldn’t she take the money and run? Two years would pass, she would be out from under her debilitating debt, and she could move on with her life. She could even move back to Texas to be with her family.
Coin tossed, decision made, she sucked in a breath and answered his question. “Yeah, I’ve thought about it.” That wasn’t another lie, was it? She had thought about getting an education. And done it.
“Good. There won’t be anything stopping you, then. As long as you’re with me, I’ll pay for it.” He crossed his arms over his chest and continued. “I don’t mean this to be a one-sided relationship, only for my benefit. I’m not a complete asshole. I want you to get something from it, too.”
“Fine.”
His posture relaxed slightly. “You agree to the trip? To the marriage?”
