When her gaze locks with mine, I clench my damn fist, fighting off the urge I have to pull her onto my lap and kiss the fuck out of her. That is until she speaks the words that nearly knock me backwards.
“I’ve already fallen for you, Kaleb. You’ve proven to me you’ll catch me. Just don’t drop me. I’m begging you not to. I’m going to need you when this is over.” I jolt then. A man on a mission of his own, I grab her arms and haul her sexy little ass to me. This time I do fall. Flat on my back, pulling her down with me and her damn body flush on mine.
“As long as you run, I’ll always catch you, Jade. I need some clarification here though, babe. Are you saying you’ll do it? You can take some time, talk to Harris and see where his head is at before you make a decision that affects the rest of your life.” Her expression softens even more. My mind flits back to how controlling this woman was when we first met. She was so stubborn, always challenging my every command and determined to take control. Her delicate side is peering her head. And fuck me, if that doesn’t have my cock raging like a trapped lion in a damn cage ready to come out. I need to fuck her. Hard.
Her eyes sparkle from the intense sun. I see it in her eyes, the way she grinds her hips into mine, and the way her breathing turns ragged and those glistening eyes turn cloudy. To anyone else, this might be all kinds of fucked up, that we want to fuck out here in the open. She still hasn't answered my question. I’m not giving her what we both want until she does.
“You going to answer me? Or do I have to spank your ass to get it out of you?” I tease. Her lips pucker, and she twists them to the side of her gorgeous face. Thinking.
“If you need to spank me, then do it. But to answer your question. Yes, Sir. I’m willing to go on this mission. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t.” I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t proud of her. She’ll never have to worry about me not catching her, because the only time she’s going to fall is when she falls all the way with me.
“I love it when you smile. And when you address me as Sir. You may want to remember that when I fuck you up against a tree. Now strip,” I demand, watching the expressions on her face change.
“I’ll strip, but the Sir part you can forget about.” I quirk a brow. Then I lift a hand off of her firm ass and slap it hard. I swear to Christ the sound echoes. “Take everything off, Jade. Now.”
“Tit for tat and all that, Maverick. You slap my ass again—” I cut her off by branding my mouth on hers. She needs to shut the hell up now. We have a hell of a lot to discuss still about this mission, but right now, I need to bury my cock in her.
I watch her stand after I kiss the hell out of her. Her plump lips are swollen, and my cock aches like a bitch to be inside her. Fuck, she slowly tugs her shirt over her head, exposing a damn pink lace bra doing nothing to hide the swell of her breast or her nipples begging for my mouth. She is the sexiest woman I have laid my eyes on, and she’s mine. Every inch of her. She taunts me like the damn little seductress vixen she is when she shimmies those little shorts down her body, revealing her bare * to me. I can see how wet she is from here. If I didn’t want to fuck her so damn bad, I would chew her ass out for not wearing any panties.
I curl myself up and stand, wasting no time and yanking my t-shirt over my head, then unsnapping and pulling the zipper down on my jeans with a speed of desperation. “As much as I want to swell those lips of yours more by having you on your hands and knees so I can fuck your mouth, my cock wants to feel your warmth. Wrap your hands around that tree directly behind you, Jade, and hold the fuck on.” I bend and let my jeans fall to my knees all the while having my eyes trained to her ass.
I pick up my shirt. My cock is killing me when I walk over to her, tug her away from the tree, and place my shirt over her breast.
“I don’t want the bark to scrape those beauties. I may have to fuck them later too.” I push her forward, grab her hips, yanking her into the position I want her.
“God, Kaleb. I want you to fuck me,” she moans, her words teetering on the edge of begging.
“Hang on, baby.” I line my cock up to her sweetness and plunge inside of her. “Jesus Christ. You drive me out of my damn mind. It doesn’t matter if I’m making love to you nice and slow or fucking your sweet * like a madman. Every time I slide my cock into you, I feel like I’m home.” She gasps when I start pounding into her. My thrusts pick up pace if only to get inside of her as deeply as I can go.
My name is falling from her lips the whole time her * sucks me in with every deep drive. She grasps me tight with every outward stroke.