Page 52 of The Wanted One


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I hooked my thumbs at the hem of her panties and lowered the satin. My breath hitched at the sight of her beautiful bare cunt; swollen, pink, glistening and ready for me.

Her body shuddered when I dropped her panties to hold her thighs. The anticipation was building for us both. And I could’ve died a happy man the moment my mouth made contact with her clit, her arousal coating my tongue. But I needed to live long enough to save this woman from whatever she didn’t want me involved in, so no dying today.

I also had to shake free the worry or I’d get lost in my head. And the only thing I wanted to get lost in was the moment. With her. Finally, with her.

“Jack . . .” Hearing her cry out my name spurred me on. But her, “Oh my God,” as I sucked and flicked my tongue, then stroked what was clearly her most sensitive spot, sent me into overdrive.

Her legs were shaking, and I was worried she might fall, so I ordered, “On the bed.”

She wordlessly did as I said and shifted the netting to the side. I slid over on my knees, grabbed hold of her legs and pulled her just to the edge, burying my face beneath her dress, sinking my mouth between her silky thighs.

I worked one hand over her thigh. Gripping. Massaging. Helping ease her muscles in one spot while she tensed beneath my mouth in the other.

“You trying to kill me with a massage while you go down on me?” she whispered before moaning a long O sound.

“Does it feel good?” With my free hand, I dove two fingers into her pussy, penetrating her tight walls.

“Yessssss,” she cried the moment my tongue landed back on her clit.

She brought her legs over my shoulders and drew her pussy closer to my face, moving with each stroke of my tongue. Fucking my face. God help me, I loved it. Loved everything about her.

“I’m close. So, so clo-oohhhh,” she cried a minute later, climaxing before she even finished her last word.

My heart was officially on the floor. Gone from my chest. And if I’d truly never get to be with this woman again after tonight, well, the jungle could fucking keep it, then. I’d have no use for that particular muscle ever again.

“Jack, I need to feel you inside me,” she begged.

I pulled my head from beneath her dress and lowered her legs from over my shoulders before kissing her knee. “You do, do you?” I searched for the condom in my pocket, set it on the bed next to her, then stood and finished the job of removing my shoes, jeans, and boxers.

“I do.” She sat up, took off her dress and chucked it while I tossed my shirt. Her bra went next. And she was glorious and completely bare before me.

Standing there, nude in the treehouse, I couldn’t help but take a moment to stare at her. God, she was stunning.

Taking my cock in hand, I eyed her luscious tits as they lifted and fell while she worked to catch her breath. “You’re so damn beautiful.” Emotion swelled in my chest as we locked eyes.

She cupped one breast before rolling her nipple between her finger and thumb like I was desperate to do. “I need you.” A shaky breath later. “I want you, Jack.” She shifted to the center of the bed, making room for me.

I was tethered to the floor by her words. By how she’d said “want” as if somehow knowing that word meant something to me. I want you, Jack, played out in my head again. Then one more time. I barely recognized the grit and depth in my own voice as I assured her, “I want you, too.”

Getting my feet to work, I moved the netting aside, snatched the condom wrapper, then joined her on the bed.

My head was spinning a little. This wasn’t a hallucination. It was real. And all I could do was hope she’d somehow change her mind about us, because there wasn’t a chance in hell one time with her would be enough.

I secured the condom on, then swiped my hand from her knee up to her sex. She flinched the second I touched her, still sensitive from her first orgasm, and I was damn determined to give her another one.

I straddled her, placing my forearms on each side of her body to hold the brunt of my weight. Then I used my knee to nudge her legs a bit farther apart.

Her hand went to my chest, and the battle warring in her eyes appeared to be the same one going on in my head. The fear of this being our one and only time.

“You okay?” she mouthed, the words never actually breaking free in volume.

I couldn’t answer that with the truth, so I shifted my weight down her body, losing eye contact. I noticed a scar beneath her rib cage, one that looked over a decade old. One she’d yet to tell me about. She’d told me a hell of a lot of other stories that night last month, why not this one? And that made me nervous. Who hurt you?

I brought my lips to her skin and kissed the mark, then focused on her nipple, lightly teasing it between my teeth.

She buried one hand in my hair while reaching between our bodies, grabbing hold of my cock. I inhaled a sharp breath of expectation. I’d be buried deep inside this woman soon, and . . .

I sucked her nipple a bit longer, never wanting tonight to end, then finally lined our bodies up again. I slanted my mouth over hers, and she met me halfway. That was exactly how I wanted to take her, with our tongues touching.

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