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“It’s already 11:45 a.m., James, you’d better run if you’re going to make it home on time.” The call dropped and I laughed out loud, imagining him shrugging on his suit jacket and making some lame-assed excuse to get home because he couldn’t resist me.
I tossed my cell on the bed on the way to the shower, freshened up quickly, and put on a new lingerie set I had bought. It was black and lacy, not too sheer, but it had a garter belt and stockings to match. I knew as soon as I saw it, James would appreciate it. I’d barely finished clasping the bra when I heard the key in the front door, so I lay on the bed and smiled as he entered the room, excited for whatever James had in mind.
“Wow,” he said breathily, as he stalked toward me, stripping out of his jacket. Loosening his tie, his fingers worked deftly on the buttons of his shirt, as he quickly shed his upper body of clothing. I watched in delight as his strong muscles bunched and stretched with every move, as he reached for his belt buckle and tugged the strap free. “You look fucking edible,” he told me gruffly, flicking open his pants fly and dropping them to the floor.
“Come here,” I whispered, my fingertips toying with the lacy edge over my bust.
“Oh, I’m coming,” he muttered, his tone warning as he toed off his shoes, discarded his pants, and stripped his boxers down his legs to the floor.
“God, baby, you set me on fire,” he whispered, as he laid his deliciously heavy body over mine and tucked his mouth under my chin to kiss my neck. The air around us positively crackled with the electrical force between us as he ground his hips against mine. Lifting his head, he grinned, a smile so wide it showed almost all of his teeth and creased the corners of his eyes. “This is what I live for, this connection we share … we’d never find this anywhere else.”
“I’ve brought nothing but trouble—” His fingertips pressed over my lips and effectively silenced me.
“Before I met you, women would have said trouble was my second name. Nothing is too much trouble for you, baby,” he muttered, placing tiny soothing kisses over my face, and more passionate ones down my neck, spreading goosebumps over my flesh. “You are worth every single second of my time,” he whispered seductively, as his mouth drove me wild and his fingers slid under my lacy black panties.
“So wet for me already,” he teased playfully. “And I love these,” he praised, his voice sinking an octave lower.
“So hard … all that for me?” I countered back, canting my pelvis toward him. He cocked his head to the side and gave me another smile.
“Love that sassy, confident woman, baby, she’s been a little distracted for a while.”
“I have, but I’m here now and, Mr. Wild, I’m about to show you the ride of your life.” Rolling us over, he pushed on my shoulders until I sat astride him. He immediately cupped my breasts in the palms of his hands.
“Take what you want,” he muttered, grinning. His gorgeous blue eyes held a glint of amusement and looked desperate with lust.
“Oh, I’m taking,” I warned, sliding my panties to the side. He glided his thick hard cock along my seam and drove me wild when he teased it at my entrance.
“So fucking slick,” he ground out, grabbing my hips and forcing me down harder against it. A fresh burst of desire made me wetter and I just couldn’t wait anymore.
Grabbing his coated cock in my hand, I placed his wet tip at my entrance and sank slowly down on it, feeling every delicious inch stretch me wider until he was deep inside and I was fully seated on his hips. I felt his hard balls press against my ass, when he grabbed my hips tighter, held me down a few fractions deeper, spread his legs wider, and gyrated his hips up in a circular motion.
“Fuck, baby, this is the most indescribable feeling.”
“So deep,” I muttered, as I began my rise and fall movements slowly, building his desire with every slip and slide. It drove him crazy until he couldn’t stand it any longer and pulled his knees up and wider, fucking me from beneath. He immediately stopped when I took over and bounced, taking charge of his pleasure, and was rewarded with another wide grin as he took his hands from me and clasped them behind his head.
“Have at it, show me what you’ve got,” he teased, but his cocky voice was gruff and his eyes showed the true passion that lay beneath his arrogant words.
For the first time since I’d confessed to him about Erin, I felt truly free to let myself go and pleasure my man like he deserved.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Naturally, we were all apprehensive about me confronting my dad. Despite the thought he knew I’d had Erin, I still couldn’t help feeling concerned about challenging him at his age. I shouldn’t have cared, but I had a lifetime of loyalty toward him. He’d been the one person who I thought I’d had a special relationship with, but seeing the picture Erin had shown me diminished my respect for him.
Mom’s will had been due to be read later that week, but I had decided I couldn’t wait another day to tell my father how seeing that image had made me feel. Of course, both James and Marnie asked me not to act in haste, to wait a while longer, because of the shock to my dad of my mom’s death, but by then I couldn’t have cared less.
Hiding my pregnancy and the adoption was the reason why I’d missed out on a warm loving relationship with any man in my past, and since I’d had James in my present, he had been neglected due to those unresolved issues.
“Promise me you won’t lose your temper,” Marnie begged, when she opened the car door for me to get out the moment we arrived at my parents’ house. “Is that a ring? Wait, did you two get engaged?”
“Yes, it’s a ring and James and I are beyond excited we’re going to be married, but not now, Marnie. I’m not here to talk about that and I’m tired of thinking about anyone else’s feelings. For most of my life everyone has always told me not to rock the boat, don’t upset people, what will people think? I’m sick of being warned how I should consider other people when they don’t appear to give a fuck how they have treated me. I’ve kept this secret for far too long, and then I’m hit between the eyes with evidence that it’s the worst-kept secret in the universe.”
“Whoa, take a breath, baby. Marnie’s right, Tricia,” James reluctantly agreed.
My head reeled around, and I stared him down with thunderous look. “Is that so? Neither of you were the ones who had to stare at themselves in a picture taken many years ago, sitting two feet away from the child who’d been given up for adoption ... although I may add there was nothing given about that situation.”
Placing his hands at either side of my head, James focused my attention on him. I stared into his concerned eyes, and felt my anger disperse.
“We’re on your side, remember? What you say is true. We can’t possibly know what it feels like to find out what you know, but if you want him to give you answers, approaching this aggressively isn’t going to get them for you. We’re not asking you to show much compassion, we’re asking you to be measured in your approach to how you handle this. Controlling your feelings will help get the answers you’re looking for.” I took a long breath while I considered his advice and blew it out. What he said made sense.
