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big eyes as she took his cock thrusting into her mouth, it blew him away.
Her eyes fluttered and he gritted out. “Eyes to me.”
She obeyed. Jesus, she sucked harder at the growled command. Giving him that, his every fantasy, he took it. Took her. Little girl swallowed, sucking each jet down, her mouth working not to lose a drop, she took him.
Afterward she held him in her mouth, sucking softly, her body relaxed between his legs, his hand massaging the back of her head. Unsure if she remained there because his hand kept her there or if she naturally submitted in a way guaranteed to enslave him, he let her head go. She sucked tenderly as she drew away from him, the caress as he left her mouth a kiss he’d never experienced before. Sweetly drawn out, she told him she was reluctant to let him go. It was unbelievably erotic.
Her head resting on his thigh, looking up at him, mouth that little bit swollen, she once again showed him beauty like he’d never seen.
His voice was gravely, tight with emotion as he pulled his girl up his body. “Baby, I don’t have words for how beautiful you are to me,” he told her. Settling her at his side, one hand cupped her jaw, his thumb tracing the line of her lower lip. “Thank you for sharing that beauty with me.”
Big violet eyes, as unusual as everything else about her, crinkled at the corners in warmth. Leaning down into her, he took her mouth, the taste of him, the taste of her. Perfect. His. For fucking ever.
Rolling them in the kiss, he moved over her. Covering her, holding her in the cradle of his body was a need. Not to fuck, no, it was a much deeper need than that.
Hailey’s eyes opened slowly when he finely let her lips go. Sluggishly, and pretty much by accident, her gaze drifted over the clock face.
“ Oh my God! ” she screeched, her hand suddenly pounding at his chest above her. “We have to get up. Now! Now!”
“Jesus, baby. What?” Jack rolled off her. She was up and actually running into the bathroom.
“The time! I’m late!”
“So?” he called after her, stretching out on the bed, watching the bathroom door.
“Meeting. Very important,” he heard as the shower came on.
Jack closed his eyes and smiled. Eventually she wasn’t going to work and he was looking forward to that. Then he remembered that Brad, close buddy, hadn’t wanted his wife Julie to work, either. A frown settled on Jack’s brow as he thought about how that worked out for Brad, who was arguably an even more dominant male than himself, who’s wife worked part-time. Still.
The smile returned with the knowledge that Hailey May most certainly had not started her period last night. He would get his way on the work thing.
His mind moved on to the problem of the almost closed case. Something about the whole operation was not settling right in his gut. It wasn’t that the takedown was too easy. It was that it happened at all. Only one member of Yatzic’s crew was missing, but that in itself wasn’t the red flag. It was a nuisance though. How had that nobody escaped? Luck didn’t seem to be the answer, though it was the obvious choice. Jack wasn’t comfortable consigning the man to that level of lucky.
Hailey, dashing around her room dressing, was a welcome distraction. They made plans for dinner after work.
At nine ten in the morning, grabbing a coffee to go and a bagel, Hailey was out the door, thirty minutes after sliding out of bed. His girl looked conservatively sexy as usual , Jack was impressed. Dragging himself to his apartment, Jack showered and dressed, his mind half on the case, half on the housing market.
Twelve fifteen Jack called his girl, wanting to know what she was doing for lunch since he knew her breakfast had been him and a bagel. Heat zipped up his balls as he smiled on that thought and waited for her to pick up. It went to voice mail.
An hour later he tried again. Voice mail.
Ten minutes later he called the museum and asked for Hailey. The slightly
Her eyes fluttered and he gritted out. “Eyes to me.”
She obeyed. Jesus, she sucked harder at the growled command. Giving him that, his every fantasy, he took it. Took her. Little girl swallowed, sucking each jet down, her mouth working not to lose a drop, she took him.
Afterward she held him in her mouth, sucking softly, her body relaxed between his legs, his hand massaging the back of her head. Unsure if she remained there because his hand kept her there or if she naturally submitted in a way guaranteed to enslave him, he let her head go. She sucked tenderly as she drew away from him, the caress as he left her mouth a kiss he’d never experienced before. Sweetly drawn out, she told him she was reluctant to let him go. It was unbelievably erotic.
Her head resting on his thigh, looking up at him, mouth that little bit swollen, she once again showed him beauty like he’d never seen.
His voice was gravely, tight with emotion as he pulled his girl up his body. “Baby, I don’t have words for how beautiful you are to me,” he told her. Settling her at his side, one hand cupped her jaw, his thumb tracing the line of her lower lip. “Thank you for sharing that beauty with me.”
Big violet eyes, as unusual as everything else about her, crinkled at the corners in warmth. Leaning down into her, he took her mouth, the taste of him, the taste of her. Perfect. His. For fucking ever.
Rolling them in the kiss, he moved over her. Covering her, holding her in the cradle of his body was a need. Not to fuck, no, it was a much deeper need than that.
Hailey’s eyes opened slowly when he finely let her lips go. Sluggishly, and pretty much by accident, her gaze drifted over the clock face.
“ Oh my God! ” she screeched, her hand suddenly pounding at his chest above her. “We have to get up. Now! Now!”
“Jesus, baby. What?” Jack rolled off her. She was up and actually running into the bathroom.
“The time! I’m late!”
“So?” he called after her, stretching out on the bed, watching the bathroom door.
“Meeting. Very important,” he heard as the shower came on.
Jack closed his eyes and smiled. Eventually she wasn’t going to work and he was looking forward to that. Then he remembered that Brad, close buddy, hadn’t wanted his wife Julie to work, either. A frown settled on Jack’s brow as he thought about how that worked out for Brad, who was arguably an even more dominant male than himself, who’s wife worked part-time. Still.
The smile returned with the knowledge that Hailey May most certainly had not started her period last night. He would get his way on the work thing.
His mind moved on to the problem of the almost closed case. Something about the whole operation was not settling right in his gut. It wasn’t that the takedown was too easy. It was that it happened at all. Only one member of Yatzic’s crew was missing, but that in itself wasn’t the red flag. It was a nuisance though. How had that nobody escaped? Luck didn’t seem to be the answer, though it was the obvious choice. Jack wasn’t comfortable consigning the man to that level of lucky.
Hailey, dashing around her room dressing, was a welcome distraction. They made plans for dinner after work.
At nine ten in the morning, grabbing a coffee to go and a bagel, Hailey was out the door, thirty minutes after sliding out of bed. His girl looked conservatively sexy as usual , Jack was impressed. Dragging himself to his apartment, Jack showered and dressed, his mind half on the case, half on the housing market.
Twelve fifteen Jack called his girl, wanting to know what she was doing for lunch since he knew her breakfast had been him and a bagel. Heat zipped up his balls as he smiled on that thought and waited for her to pick up. It went to voice mail.
An hour later he tried again. Voice mail.
Ten minutes later he called the museum and asked for Hailey. The slightly
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