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Authors: Ella Jade Michelle Hughes Christa Cervone Ranae Rose Red Phoenix Nina Pierce Malia Mallory Kate Dawes Adriana Hunter Vi Keeland, Summer Daniels
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round. Sienna accepted for both of us and we sat around talking for a while. My heart wasn’t in it, but they were nice and I didn’t want to be rude.
The taller of the two men asked me to dance when a slow song came on, and I politely declined. He grabbed my hand and tugged playfully at me to follow, but I was reluctant and really didn’t want to go.
“Get your fucking hands off of her.” Jack’s voice from behind me sent a shiver up my spine.
“Mind your own business, asshole. We’re just being friendly.” The poor guy must have thought a random man was coming to my rescue, having misread his trying to lead me out onto the dance floor.
Jack turned me on my stool to face him, his green eyes blazing. “You want this guy touching you, babe?” His face was serious and I could see the rage barely beneath the surface.
“No, but—”
His eyes didn’t leave mine but his voice was clearly directed at the guy. “Get. The. Fuck. Away. From. Her.” Through the corner of my eyes I saw the guy take a few steps back, but I didn’t dare look away from Jack.
“You coming with me, or do I have to carry you out of here?”
I searched his face, and I knew he was serious, yet my legs weren’t moving.
He leaned in close to me. “Five, four, three….”
I jumped up and he wrapped his arm tight around my waist, pulling my body flush against his. He leaned down and kissed me. A hard, passionate and demanding kiss. He released my mouth and his arm was still wrapped tight around my waist. His other arm reached down behind my knees, lifting me up into his arms.
“What are you doing? I got up to come with you?”
“You took too long.” Jack started toward the door and I heard Sienna laugh and yell, “Bye guys!”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he carried me all the way to his room. He managed to unlock the door and open it without ever putting me down. “Did you have a good time today on your trip?” I was suddenly nervous and felt the need to talk.
“Yes.” He opened the door to the bedroom and walked toward the big bed.
“How was the fishing?” I had no idea why I was desperate to suddenly make small talk.
“Good.” He gently placed me down on the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt, watching me intently as I watched him.
“What did you catch?” The corners of his mouth turned up and he looked amused.
“Wahoo.” He threw the shirt on the floor and reached for his belt, undoing it at a slow and steady pace.
“Did you go out on a big boat?” I must have sounded like a kid trying to stall for time to figure out what she was going to do.
“Yes.” Almost a full smile.
“What time did you get back?” Not only was I asking ridiculous questions, but I was also speaking way to fast.
“Ten.” He unzipped his pants and stepped out of them.
“Who caught the most fish?”
“Me.” His thumbs hooked into his sexy boxer briefs and he pulled them down, revealing his fully aroused manhood. Fully naked, he took two steps toward me.
“Are you going to answer all my questions with one word?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to talk.”
“Oh.”
He climbed on the bed and began to pull my dress down. I wiggled to help him free it from around my hips.
“Why don’t you want to talk?”
“Because I owe you slow and sweet and I really want to give it to you.”
“Oh.” I had no idea why I was so nervous when I had already been intimate with him, but the way he looked at me was scaring me. I wasn’t afraid of him, I was afraid of what he could make me feel.
He gently covered my body with his and his mouth captured mine in a slow, sensual kiss. His tongue licked along my lips, tasting and nibbling as he slowly paid attention to every inch of my mouth. I felt his thick erection pressed up against me, throbbing on my dampened skin.
He pulled back his face to look at me, and I struggled to keep my emotions from showing. He leaned his forehead into mine and his eyes
The taller of the two men asked me to dance when a slow song came on, and I politely declined. He grabbed my hand and tugged playfully at me to follow, but I was reluctant and really didn’t want to go.
“Get your fucking hands off of her.” Jack’s voice from behind me sent a shiver up my spine.
“Mind your own business, asshole. We’re just being friendly.” The poor guy must have thought a random man was coming to my rescue, having misread his trying to lead me out onto the dance floor.
Jack turned me on my stool to face him, his green eyes blazing. “You want this guy touching you, babe?” His face was serious and I could see the rage barely beneath the surface.
“No, but—”
His eyes didn’t leave mine but his voice was clearly directed at the guy. “Get. The. Fuck. Away. From. Her.” Through the corner of my eyes I saw the guy take a few steps back, but I didn’t dare look away from Jack.
“You coming with me, or do I have to carry you out of here?”
I searched his face, and I knew he was serious, yet my legs weren’t moving.
He leaned in close to me. “Five, four, three….”
I jumped up and he wrapped his arm tight around my waist, pulling my body flush against his. He leaned down and kissed me. A hard, passionate and demanding kiss. He released my mouth and his arm was still wrapped tight around my waist. His other arm reached down behind my knees, lifting me up into his arms.
“What are you doing? I got up to come with you?”
“You took too long.” Jack started toward the door and I heard Sienna laugh and yell, “Bye guys!”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he carried me all the way to his room. He managed to unlock the door and open it without ever putting me down. “Did you have a good time today on your trip?” I was suddenly nervous and felt the need to talk.
“Yes.” He opened the door to the bedroom and walked toward the big bed.
“How was the fishing?” I had no idea why I was desperate to suddenly make small talk.
“Good.” He gently placed me down on the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt, watching me intently as I watched him.
“What did you catch?” The corners of his mouth turned up and he looked amused.
“Wahoo.” He threw the shirt on the floor and reached for his belt, undoing it at a slow and steady pace.
“Did you go out on a big boat?” I must have sounded like a kid trying to stall for time to figure out what she was going to do.
“Yes.” Almost a full smile.
“What time did you get back?” Not only was I asking ridiculous questions, but I was also speaking way to fast.
“Ten.” He unzipped his pants and stepped out of them.
“Who caught the most fish?”
“Me.” His thumbs hooked into his sexy boxer briefs and he pulled them down, revealing his fully aroused manhood. Fully naked, he took two steps toward me.
“Are you going to answer all my questions with one word?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to talk.”
“Oh.”
He climbed on the bed and began to pull my dress down. I wiggled to help him free it from around my hips.
“Why don’t you want to talk?”
“Because I owe you slow and sweet and I really want to give it to you.”
“Oh.” I had no idea why I was so nervous when I had already been intimate with him, but the way he looked at me was scaring me. I wasn’t afraid of him, I was afraid of what he could make me feel.
He gently covered my body with his and his mouth captured mine in a slow, sensual kiss. His tongue licked along my lips, tasting and nibbling as he slowly paid attention to every inch of my mouth. I felt his thick erection pressed up against me, throbbing on my dampened skin.
He pulled back his face to look at me, and I struggled to keep my emotions from showing. He leaned his forehead into mine and his eyes
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