Page 33 of Heart's Masquerade


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He shrugged. “I want a big family.”

“Good luck with that, buddy. You know you’re not the one who has to push those boulders out your ass.”

“Neither does a woman,” he shot back.

She laughed. “You know what I mean.”

He knew, but he liked teasing her, just as she enjoyed teasing him. “So you don’t want kids?”

“I would love at least one of my own, but there are plenty of kids out there who don’t have a home or anyone to love them. One day I might have a baby, but I also want to adopt. Well, if I can ever afford it.”

Torrian set his food aside and studied her luscious form. He reached a hand out to run fingers over her belly. A swollen middle and full, heavy breasts? Oh yeah, Jaz would still make him want her. He let his hand drop to the top of her thigh, and she covered it to keep him from exploring farther. Their gazes met. He raised his eyebrows in question.

“You have a one-track mind,” she accused him.

He shrugged. “Babies led to thoughts of how they’re produced.”

“Shouldn’t that have turned you off?”

“Why? We use protection. All I can think of is getting inside you.”

“Again, like I said, one-track mind.”

He leaned over and licked her earlobe. “You’re saying you don’t want it?”

“Don’t be crazy.”

“Then don’t deny us both.” Before she could stop him, he flicked his index finger forward. Aimed just right, it thumped her clit through her clothing, and he enjoyed her reaction, closing her thighs to trap his hand, arching her back, and parting her lips.

“Torrian, stop.”

“I don’t want to, and you don’t want me to either.”

“I might not, but we can’t do it here. Anybody could walk in.”

He sighed and drew his hand away. “Let me take you home.”

She stood and closed the Styrofoam container she held. “I thought you came back to do volunteer work.”

He rose as well and took her arm before she could move away. A finger beneath her chin forced her to look at him, and he removed the container from her hold to set on the table. “Let’s be clear, Jazara. I came back for you. You! Don’t pretend you don’t know or that it’s not what you want as well.”

“I have a choice.” Fire lit in her gaze.

He nodded, then put her against the table to follow with his body pressed to hers. The thin blouse she wore and the bra didn’t keep him from noting how her nipples stiffened. “Yes, and all you have to do is tell me no.”

She raised her chin higher in defiance. “I thought I just told you to stop.”

He released her and stepped back. When he turned to leave, she ran in front of him and threw her arms around his neck. Her lips were on his before he could speak a word, and he thrust his tongue into her mouth while crushing her to him. Torrian lifted her off her feet and ground his hips into hers. His cock swelled, straining against his jeans to get inside her. He groaned and broke the kiss to rest his forehead on hers.

“Don’t play games with me, Jaz.” He set her down and drew back. She held his hand.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you away. I want it. Boy, do I want it, and you’re right, I contacted you because of that more than to get you to take on the class.”

He tangled his fingers in her hair and kissed her soft lips. She tasted so good, he couldn’t get enough. While he held her, he guided her palm to his crotch and made her feel his erection. “You do this to me every time I’m around you, but I don’t want you to let me in your bed because you feel you have to.”

“I don’t think that.”

He studied her face to be sure. Putting more space between them might help them both to make a clearheaded decision, but he couldn't let her go. She’d started massaging his dick. He wanted to rip his jeans down and hers along with them to stuff her full of himself. Sure, he had always had a healthy libido, but Jaz made him feel like he needed it. He’d been ready to kill Marcos for even suggesting anyone but him have her. “I want to put you on that table and take you now.”

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