Page 83 of Giving Away


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“Listen real close; If Carlo and Roy are selling here, I have not a single doubt that Sam is not too far, and there is no way in hell I’m not always ready to put a bullet in the fucker’s head. Do you understand that? This is no fucking act. I’m never letting anyone affiliated with Bianco hurt the ones I love. Ever. Again.” His grip turns so hard that my eyes start to water.

“Jake…” I try to say but my lips can barely form the word.

The burning hate in his eyes is mixed with guilt that I can’t begin to understand. He leans down towards me, his forearm above my head on the car, and his forehead rests on mine as his hand drops back to his side.

“Talk to me. What happened there? At Bianco’s.” I try to keep my voice as unthreatening as possible but I’m dying to understand him.

“There are things better left unsaid. What’s important is that no one gets hurt anymore,” he whispers. “Not under my watch.”

I don’t know what to say, so I do the only thing I know I want for sure. I let the moment pass until I grab the hand that was holding my jaw a minute ago, slide it against my thigh until it reaches my wet underwear.

An animalistic growl rumbles in his chest.

“Jamie,” he breathes. “You’re a bad girl deep down, you know that?”

I bite my lower lip and nod in response. He cups me through my panties, hard enough to make me gasp. I go on my toes to kiss him, but he pulls away.

“Get in the car,” he orders.

I don’t think, I execute.

He follows me in the limo but doesn’t let me sit down. He grabs my hips straight away, spinning me around and lying me down on the back seat, he grabs my wrists and pushes them above my head.

“Don’t move,” he grumbles.

I keep my arms exactly how he left them while he gets off me and looks around.

“What are you doing?” I whisper like I’m too scared someone will hear us in the house up the driveway that’s blasting music loud enough to make you deaf.

He ignores me and suddenly grabs a trench coat that I believe belongs to Rachel. He slips the soft belt out of the loops and turns to me, his eyes burning with a carnal need.

I prop up on my elbows, not sure if it’s anticipation or fear sending electricity down my lower belly. “What are you d–”

“Tsk tsk, I said not to move. Didn’t I?” He’s back on top of me in a split second, putting a hand on my chest to push me back down. He drags his hand down my breasts, pinching one nipple at a time through my dress, making them perk for him, and then lower again until he rips my lace thong away and throws it on the other side of the limo.

“Jake! I-I need this.”

He doesn’t bother replying before his knuckles graze my wet entrance, then my swollen clit. I don’t even try to refrain my moans. I know he’s going to get them out of me either way. I start to buck my hips to meet his teasing hand and as I’m about to grab his wrist he grabs both of mine again.

“Do you trust me?” he whispers in my ear.

I can only nod. My breath hitches when he puts a finger in me, and I start moving to the rhythm of his hand. Another follows, driving me crazy with lust. He curls them, sending a jolt of electricity through my entire body, and the pad of his thumb presses hard on my clit.

“Yes,” I pant. “Oh my Gosh, Jake…”

He slowly pulls his hand away and my eyes fly open. I’m about to say something but his lips crash on mine in a kiss so feral I almost come from this alone.

“More,” I pant as he pulls away. “I need to come.”

He smiles down at me and wraps the trench coat belt around my wrists. I hadn’t even realized that he was still holding it.

“Jake,” I panic but he thrusts his hips forward and the bulge in his pants rip out another moan from me. A moment later my wrists are tied together above my head.

“Be a good girl, keep them above your head.”

His head dips between my legs and at the first lick my hands come down to grab his hair. He brings his head back above mine.

“Jamie,” he warns, and I bring my hands back above my head straight away.

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