Page 121 of Dangerous Love


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“Rough?” I offer.

“That’s one way of putting it. I think I’d say ‘real.’ They were there to kiss Mr. Baines’s rear end, but when you showed up, I didn’t get that vibe at all. If anything, I thought Mr. Baines might be a little scared of you, and that son-in-law of his definitely was.”

“A lot of people are afraid of me.” I look at her pointedly. “And they should be. I’m a bad man. Do you remember when I’d come into the office and you’d look away? You’d look anywhere but at me because you knew, somewhere deep down inside you, you could sense that I was no good. You should trust your instincts.” I grunt as I finish setting the trap.

She stands when I do and grabs my arm. “You think I didn’t look at you because I was scared of you?” She moves closer.

I forget the traps, the danger, the woods--everything. Nothing stirs in my mind when she looks up at me so sincerely, her eyes clear. No secrets. Nothing held back.

“Isn’t that the reason?” I suddenly find my heart pounding so hard I feel it in my ears, my toes, and it’s making my fingers tingle.

When she reaches up and presses her warm hand to my cold cheek, I close my eyes. Only for a moment, I’m lost in the sweetness of her soft touch.

“Of course it’s not the reason.” She steps closer, her breasts grazing my chest, her heat buffeting the front of my body. “I was never afraid of you, Jacob. I wasn’t even afraid of Mr. Black.”

“I don’t know--”

“There are two of you. The one you show to the world, and the one you’ve shown to me. Mr. Black takes no prisoners. Jacob gives me everything I need. Mr. Black takes lives. Jacobsavedmy life. And I’m so grateful for you, Jacob. Those times in the office, I was never scared of you. I didn’t look at you because Iwantedyou.”

My head spins. Can this be true?

“I’ve gone my whole life ignoring men, not wanting to get involved, never so much as kissing anyone. Do you know why?” She strokes my cheek and moves even closer, her body pressing to mine.

I can’t help myself, and I wrap one arm around her waist. The strange, warm feeling wells up inside me again, and I can’t take my eyes off the angel in front of me.

“Because I was waiting for you.” She rises onto her tiptoes and brushes her lips against mine. “You’re the one I’ve wanted from the moment I saw you.”

That’s when I snap.

With a roar I pull her up my body, walk her to the pine tree at her back, pin her there, and kiss her just as hard and raw as I feel.

Her eyes fly open, then close slowly as I mark her mouth with my lips, branding her as my own as I run my hands down to her ass and squeeze.

She moans and wraps her legs around me, bringing me in tight to her. My cock seeks the heat between her thighs, and I groan just thinking about being deep inside her, her pussy squeezing me as I grind into her.

Kneading her ass, I focus on her mouth, my tongue licking the seam until she opens for me. Then I go deeper, pressing my tongue to hers, teasing it out of her mouth as we kiss like we’re starved for each other. The warmth that was growing in my chest turns into a blinding heat, and the feeling I didn’t recognize finally gets a name.

Love. I’m in love with this beautiful, kind, innocent woman. And that should scare the shit out of me. But it doesn’t. It only makes me hungrier for her.

Pulling one hand from her round ass, I tangle it in her hair and pull her head back. When I fasten my lips to her throat, she hisses and grips my shoulders. I go lower, nudging the coat apart with my chin as I kiss to her collarbone, then run my teeth along the ridge.

She moves her hips against me.

“Fuck, babe.” It’s all I can say as I release her hair and reach between us. When I cup her pussy, my cock tries to destroy my zipper, because her cunt is hot, and she’s soaked through her leggings.

I ease my finger up and down her clit as she gasps.

“Where are your panties?” The words are more of a growl.

“I didn’t pack any, and I washed my others, but they have to dry and--Oh!”

She wriggles as I stroke harder. “Jacob.” Her breathy voice was made to say my name. Only my name.

I grip her ass with both hands and lift her higher, so high that she reaches for my head and grips my hair. Then I throw her thighs over my shoulders.

“Jacob, what are you--”

I lean forward, grab the legging fabric with my teeth, and yank my head back. The seam rips, and I get the full view of her soaked cunt.

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