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A breathless laugh escaped her, followed by a high-pitched whimper as I thrust my tongue into her. A perfect ass lifted off the floor as she begged for more. My dick pressed painfully into the fly of my jeans and I pulled away so I could get rid of them before I did permanent damage to myself. Blue eyes flew open and she let o
ut a pained cry, but I was back within seconds, licking her from her scalding opening to her clit.
“Jet,” she gasped, riding my tongue. “Please. I need you.”
Muttering a curse, I dragged her shirt off her body and made quick work of her bra. Once she was naked underneath me, I grabbed hold of my dick and pushed so deep inside of her that I couldn’t tell where she ended and I began. Ah, fuck, she felt so good. This was heaven and I never wanted to leave it. If I knew this was waiting for me on the other side of death, I would have gladly died then and there.
Hot, wet walls contracted around my shaft and I thrust my hips, making us both groan. Before Flick, I’d fucked a lot of females, but none of them compared to her. None. Maybe that was why there had been no one since her. I knew no one could recreate this feeling for me—the overwhelming pleasure that made me feel like I was dying mixed with the most amazing peace I’d ever felt in my life.
I caught her lips and kissed her long and hard as I thrust into her again. Sharp nails raked down my back. I felt the sting of flesh opening and grinned down at her. “That’s it, love. Mark me as yours.”
“Jet.”
“I love you, Flick. I love you so fucking much.”
I felt her walls start to convulse and knew she was close. My hips took on a will of their own as I increased my pace, thrusting into her hard and fast. My balls tightened and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I exploded inside of her. I tried to hold back, but she felt so damn good. The first shot of my release hit her walls at the exact moment she screamed my name.
“Jet!”
“Fuck. Ah, fuck.” I clenched my jaw as I emptied into her, my back arching so hard I was sure my spine would snap if my release didn’t end soon. It went on and on, her clenching pussy only making it that much better. Nothing compared to this.
Nothing.
Time held no meaning as I slowly became aware of my surroundings. I was lying on top of Flick, probably crushing her, but she didn’t seem to mind as she stroked her fingers of one hand through my hair while tracing little hearts on my back with the other. I was drenched in sweat and it mixed with her own. The bar smelled like sex mixed with sweet-scented candles. It was potent enough to get high off of.
Her fingers suddenly stopped tracing those little hearts that felt so good on my back. Not liking the loss, I lifted my head. Her eyes looked vacant, as if she were having deep thoughts. “What are you thinking about?” I asked curiously.
Dark lashes fluttered and she shook her head as if to get rid of the daze she had been in. “I was just thinking that I’m going to miss this when you finally get tired of me again.”
Chapter Sixteen
Felicity
If I was surprised that Jet had called to ask me out, it was nothing compared to how I felt when I walked into the empty bar with him. Jet Hannigan didn’t do romantic things. Ever. So I was blown away when I stepped through the doors with him and saw the…romantic fairy tale was as close as I could come to call what I’d found.
Heart balloons were everywhere, hanging from long, curled ribbons in white and pink. The ribbons matched the roses in various containers from actual vases to longneck beer bottles. Then there were the candles, hundreds and hundreds of them, casting the kind of glow over the place that screamed “I’m going to make love to you…on the floor surrounded by soft pillows in the middle of a damn heart made out of rose petals.”
It was the thing romantic dreams were made of, something I never would have expected Jet to do, especially not for me. Yet he had, and he’d looked so adorably shy about the whole thing. He’d actually been worried I hadn’t liked it and that had touched my heart in a way I’d long given up hope of Jet actually ever doing.
As he’d fed me my favorite meal—yes, fed me, like I was something precious to him—I’d fallen even deeper for him. I didn’t even think it was possible to love him more than I already did, but he’d proved me wrong.
So damn wrong.
Our lovemaking had been explosive. I’d reached new heights during that quick, crazy coming together than I’d ever done before. It had scared the hell out of me even as I’d savored every second of it. But as I’d come down from the high and the afterglow of it had started to fade, I’d gotten lost in the past, and all I could think was how was I going to survive it when he got bored with me this time around?
Honestly, I didn’t think I would. Running away wouldn’t be an option this time because I would be too shattered. To broken. There would be no way to hide from the pain except to end it all.
I didn’t tell him that part, though. No use in putting that kind of pressure on him.
Now Jet’s face went pale, then gray, but just as quickly turned dark with anger. “Have you not heard anything I’ve said to you over the last four weeks, Flick?”
My brows lifted, confused. “What have you been saying?”
He pulled back, not seeming to care that he was naked from the waist down or that his dick was covered in a mixture of both our releases. He sat back on his calves and glared down at me. “I love you, Flick. I’ve loved you for so damn long I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love you.”
I sat up and pulled one of the pillows onto my lap to hide my nakedness from him. I felt more vulnerable right then than I’d ever felt before. It was weird, feeling so exposed when anger was already starting to build in my chest. “Are you saying you loved me two years ago?” No way. I couldn’t believe that.
Could I?
