Page 39 of One Reckless Moment

“Not good enough. Answer me, Cash.”

“They mean something to me, okay?”

“Why?”

“Because we’re married, Paige. It may not have happened the right way, we may want a divorce, but legally, you are my wife and it is my job to protect you.”

Paige was silent, but her face softened. “You said I was a mistake,” she whispered.

I was on her in a flash, my hands cupping her face, forcing her attention to stay on me so she would hear my words. I was such a fucking moron that morning after, talking before my brain could catch up to the words coming out of my mouth. I meant to tell her that getting married was a mistake, not that she was.

“You could never be a mistake, P.”

“Promise?”

“Yeah, baby. I promise.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

We stood there in silence as thick hot tension grew between us. I stroked her cheek with my thumb as I stared into her eyes. They were a mesmerizing deep blue with a slight caramel ring around the edges. It would be so easy for me to kiss her right now, but I needed her to want that, too.

“What happens now?” she whispered as I dropped my hands.

“That depends on what you want.”

“Your hat isn’t a bad start.” She smirked at me.

A possessive feral feeling grew in my chest.

There’s my girl.

“You want my hat? You want me to claim you as my wife?” I asked.

She bit her bottom lip and nodded. Her lust filled eyes trailed my hand as I took the hat off. In one swift movement I placed it on her head and used it to pull her into me.

Her mouth met mine with force, both of us moaning into each other.

My fingers tangled into her hair and gripped tight as I separated her lips with my tongue. She groaned as she melted into me. I walked forward, backing her up until her back was pressed against the door. I kissed down her neck, nipping her skin as I went. Peeling the straps off her shoulders, I moved her tank top to expose her black lace bra.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” I mumbled as I pushed her cup down and took her pert nipple into my mouth.

Paige gripped my biceps as I sucked harder.

She pulled me back by my hair, forcing me to meet her eyes as she asked, “Are you sure about this, Cash?”

“Call me Jesse. I like the way it sounds coming out of your mouth.”

She smiled. “Are you sure about this, Jesse?”

I reached down and used my pointer finger to run circles around the button on her jeans.

“I’m sure that I want you, P. Anything else, I’m taking it day by day.”

She nodded as I lowered my mouth back down to hers. I unbuttoned her shorts and brushed my palms over her skin to grip the plump ass that I have had dreams about. Her hands fumbled to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants before they were pushed down to my thighs.

Paige gripped my cock in her fist and I shuddered at the feeling.