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We continue to stare at each other, panting in each other's breaths as my pace quickens. She is my beautiful Belle, and together we move like our bodies were made only for each other.
I push into her over and over, my hand gripping her ass. I thrust harder and feel her clench and tighten around me. Her back arches, her breasts push against my chest, and when I thrust into her again, we both explode, groaning out each other’s names. It is the hottest sex I have ever had in my life.
Panting, I rest my head against her forehead. “That was the best damn wake-up call I’ve ever had, baby girl.”
She blushes slightly, and I dip down and kiss her. As we come down from our high, I still can’t get enough of her. My hands continue to roam her body, my lips discovering hers all over again.
The sun is still rising, so I pull back and grab her in my arms. She is voluptuous, all dips and curves. I am a big man, so I carry her with ease, and I swing her up into my arms and walk her into the adjoining bathroom. Placing her on her feet, I kiss her again as I turn on the shower taps, and steam fills the room.
It is a small shower, not like my double shower next door, but I fit inside, and Belle is next to me which is all that matters. As the hot water falls on us both, I take care of her like I have wanted to all night. I grab her rose scented soap and lather it up, washing her body from head to toe. I want my hands on her all the time, and I am not sure how I am going to ever leave her, even just for a minute. She has got me by the balls. This woman had me the minute our pinkies touched.
She looks up to me and returns the favor, her hands tracing my tattoos and scars. They roam over my body, and I lap up the attention. I am not sure how she does it, whether it is her cooking, her voice, her mannerisms, her heart, but this woman makes me feel like I am a god and that it is her honor to pleasure me. As I stare down into her eyes, she rinses me with the water, and without breaking eye contact, she slowly gets on her knees in front of me.
Fuck me if it isn’t the prettiest sight I have ever seen. She takes my cock in her hands and gives me a few pumps before her tongue licks it from the base to the tip, and I bite back a groan. This is hot as fuck, and it isn’t going to take me long to explode with her looking up at me like that. This is a visual that I won’t forget in a hurry. I wish I could sear it into my brain.
She takes me in her mouth; it is warm, wet, and her tongue is magic as is the perfect amount of suction she is making. I am a goner. My head falls back, and I push my hands onto her head, gripping her hair in my fingers. I am a big man, no woman has ever enjoyed oral sex with me, but Belle, she is doing it and more. I give her every inch of me, and like the good girl she is, she takes it all.
“Fuck, Belle, that’s it, baby. I’m going to come.” I wait a second, expecting her to pull away, but she doesn’t. I grip her hair tighter, pushing into her mouth with force, pumping three times and then I explode inside her mouth, my teeth gritting together at the pleasure.
She slowly pulls her mouth away, and I reach down, grabbing her under her arms and pulling her up to her feet. As soon as she is standing, I don’t waste a moment before I attack her, kissing her, claiming her with my mouth. She is mine.
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Jake
I feel the water turning cold, so I pull back, turn off the taps and grab the towels. I dry her first, and she steps into the bedroom to change, and I follow soon after.
I look at the time on my cell and see several missed messages, and I know I need to check in with the team. It is unlike me to be away all night and not call.
Sighing, I look at Belle as I put my jeans on.
“I need to go next door and check my workstation since I was not home last night. Give me a few hours and I will come back for a late breakfast?”
Smiling, she walks over to me in her sexy bra and panties and places a hand on my chest and looks at me. “I will make us some fresh pastries for brunch,” she says, and my mouth waters at the thought of what she will cook up.
Reluctantly, I leave her, promising to come back in a few hours, but not before kissing the fuck out of her at the front door, because I can’t get enough.
The short walk back to my cabin gives me enough time to get my head back into work mode, and I check my phone messages as I walk in through my door and strut straight up to my control room.
Bringing the screens to life, I review incident reports from the clubs last night, check all my emails, and go through my security team rosters. I need to start thinking about adding to the team; I need some strategic support, tech geniuses, and data analysts. The security we provide and the intel we need to sort through, gets more involved each year. I became head of security back when Shaun first met Scarlett. His previous man, Romeo, is now retired, and I was his 2IC at the time. Shortly after that, Molly was taken, and then, Marco met Frankie and we are now tied to the mob.
To say the last few years have been a whirlwind is an understatement.
I grab my cell phone and call Marco.
“Hey, brother, how are you?” he answers after the first ring, sounding spritely, and I am surprised he is so awake so early in the morning.
“Good, man. You sound wide awake, what’s going on?”
“Prince has upended a potted plant on a new rug, and Frankie is going nuts. To be honest, we are all going a little nuts. How much longer do you think we need to be in lockdown within these four walls?”
Due to the precarious situation at the moment, Marco and Frankie are staying indoors at his apartment, away from prying eyes until things settle down.
“Intel is still hot, but hopefully for only another few weeks and then we can ease up.”
“Well, we need to go to New York, so I need you home.”
“What’s going on?”
