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But that was the least of her problems. She started to see stars a moment before an orgasm so titanic and violent in its nature caught fire and inflamed everything else inside her with it.

She sobbed as Jagger bit her more sharply, squeezed her nipple tighter, and stroked her clit harder. And then she splintered apart in his arms. A thousand pieces of her shattered all over his pulsing cock inside her.

"When you do that to my cock, it makes me want to come inside you, Finley. Wet your flesh with my seed. Fuck, get you pregnant. You want me to come inside you now? Hmm... Little Kitten?"

"Jagged no... Please don’t..." she said softly and frantically. Some part of her that she had forced to hold onto reality flashed past her mind to the repercussions of what would happen to her father if she became pregnant with Jagger’s child.

Jagger’s child.

"Which part of you’re mine are you having trouble understanding, Finley?"

As if she weighed nothing, Jagger withdrew his cock from her sopping-wet pussy, tossed a pillow on the floor, and put her on her knees. Threading her hair with one hand, he tilted her head up, then using his other hand, he guided his pulsing thickness to her mouth.

Sizzling with the need to feel his cock, in her, anywhere on her, she opened her mouth and sucked.

Before her next breath, Jagger erupted on her tongue and down her throat. She breathed through her nose, swallowing her immediate reaction to gag because, even though she couldn’t allow him to come inside her with no protection, this was all she was going to get of Jagger McCoy.

She swallowed every drop of him, but a different kind of quiver sprang from her bones when he bent down to her, her hair still gripped tightly in his hand, gloriously virile and obscenely gorgeous.

"That’s the last time I’m ever going to pull out of you, Finley. Out of your pussy," he warned, his tone laced with dark warning and ominous dominance.

"Jagger," she whispered as he picked her up and took her lips. Between gasps of air, she uttered his name, which only made him claim her mouth more deeply, more passionately, and more fiercely.

He carried her back to the bed and held her body against his. And suddenly, reality came back to bite her in the ass.

Oh crap. Oh, fucking crap. What had she done? How did this happen? Jagger was never meant to touch her. She thought she could handle a once-off thing with him, but she was wrong. Already, she could feel her heart starting to implode.

No. No. No.

What on earth was she going to do now? Oh god, what if there was a slight chance she was pregnant? She had to speak to Jenna and Amanda. They would know.

With panic swirling all around her now, her plan to spring from the bed and begin pacing like a lunatic was quickly foiled when he tightened his arms around her. With her back to his chest, Jagger slipped his semi-erect cock inside her, grounding her.

"Go to sleep," he ordered. And just like that, she fell asleep with Jagger still inside her.

Tomorrow, she would deal with life accordingly.










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