Page 119 of Lethal Weakness

“Okay, take your time. You know where to find us,” Kay says, taking Avery’s hand.

“I need to make a phone call if you want to meet me in the other room when you’re fully awake.”

“Fully awake or fully prepared to hear the bad information you still need to tell me?”

“Both.”

“Ugh. Fine.” I get to my feet, and he follows, moving a lot more easily than me. It’s like his body is always ready for action, built for stealth. And I’m a troll crawling out from under a bridge.

When I look at him, he’s smiling at me with his eyes.

“What?”

“You’re cute in the morning. I always liked getting glimpses of you wrapped up in a blanket when Avery dragged you outside to play at the crack of dawn.”

“This.” I point to my crazy hair and rumpled sleep shirt. “You like this.”

“Mhm.” He saddles closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. “You have no idea,” he whispers against my neck, leaving a kiss behind.

“You’re going to make me cry.”

“What?” His head snaps up in shock.

“No one is ever this nice to me. I still can’t believe you even like me.” I cover my face with my hands in embarrassment. “No one ever has.”

“I’m in love with every little thing about you.” He backs me up to the wall. “I love your wild hair. I love your golden eyes, and the way you smile with your entire soul. I love the way you sing with your full body, and shake your ass in your jean shorts. I love your heart, and how selfless you are. I love your sweet tooth at midnight, and the way you whimper when you cum.”

“Jack,” I gasp as his hand rubs me over my panties.

“I love how strong you are. And how fucking brave you are,” he grits out as his finger slides beneath the fabric, getting soaked by my arousal.

He pulls his hand back to the surface and raises it to his mouth, sucking his fingers between his lips. “I love how you taste,” he growls, taking my mouth in a forcefully searing kiss.

I’m powerless, pinned to the wall as he consumes me. Sex is something I’ve dreamed about more than I’ve partaken in.

After Avery was born and Turner turned into an entirely different person, I never slept with him again. Jack was the first man I had sex with in years, and now he’s mine, and I want him every chance I get.

I shove his sweatpants down his thighs, and his erection bobs free, catching both of our attentions. When his eyes find mine again, they have to follow me south as I lower to my knees.

I raise a finger to my mouth, demanding his silence, before I lick the underside of his steel length from the base to the tip. His mouth drops open in a silent gasp.

My eyes stay on his face as his cock disappears into my mouth, and I hum in appreciation when he bites his forearm to stay quiet. His other hand tangles into my hair on the back of my head, gripping me desperately as I fuck him with my mouth.

I memorize every ridge and vein with my tongue, already obsessed with the tool attached to the man I’m in love with. I never understood when women said that blowjobs turned them on… But I get it now.

My pussy is on fire as I choke on his cock, and my fingers blindly find my clit. His eyes flare as I play with myself, and his hips jerk in response, rocking in time with his cock hitting the back of my throat.

I gag slightly at the end of one deep thrust, and he wrenches his length away, holding my head taut. My tongue flattens against my bottom lip, ready for more.

His gaze rakes over me, from the saliva dripping from my mouth and my fingers between my legs. His chest rises and falls rapidly before sliding his cock back in my waiting mouth.

He controls it this time, sinking to the depths of my throat before pulling all the way out and slapping my tongue with it. He does it again, sliding his cock into my mouth, but I don’t relent. My hand claws his backside, forcing him down my throat as I swallow all of him back.

His eyes squeeze shut, and a silent “fuck” escapes before he rips me off the floor and spins me until my chest hits the wall.

“This is what I wanted to do to you when I found you snooping at the mansion, putting yourself at risk,” he grits into my ear before he shoves my panties down my thighs and shoves his cock inside of me, making me gasp.

“Don’t make a fucking peep,” he demands, and I nod frantically with my cheek pressed to the wall.