Page 21 of Plain Jade

“Should I be afraid?”

“No.”

“You’re not going to kill me?”

“Jade, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it already. I don’t make a habit of fucking women I’m going to kill. That does not get me all worked up.”

“You do realize it’s a shock to me to be having this conversation.”

“Then talk to me about something else.”

“Like what?”

“Anything. Just talk.”

“I have absolutely nothing to talk about. My mind is a blank right now. You have just told me a little about who you are, and I … yeah, words fail me right now.” She was just waffling on.

“Tell me about your day,” he said.

He rested his head on his hand, and he even closed his eyes.

She had no idea if the only reason he wanted her to talk was so she would send him to sleep.

Glancing around the room, she tried to think of where to start, so she told him about when she woke up. She skipped right over her morning routine. She went straight to her morning coffee and Danish pastry. Not homemade, but she had treated herself at the bakery the day before. She didn’t always go to the bakery, but it had felt like the kind of day that she needed the sweet taste. She told him about work, that it was long, hard, and then she made it all the way back to where he joined her tonight. Jade stopped and had a feeling he was about to snore.

Braxton opened his eyes, and then reached for her. “You had a busy day.”

“Do I get to know aboutyourday?” she asked.

Before she could ask any more questions, he’d pulled her onto his lap and got her to straddle him. She was surprised to feel the hard ridge of his cock between her thighs. He reached between them, lifted her up, and then brought her back down over his length. She gripped his shoulders tightly, attempting to hold on, and moaned his name as he pushed all the way inside her.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he said.

He let go of his length, grabbed her hips, and then seated her to the hilt on his length. She couldn’t help but moan at the feel of him balls-deep inside her. He was so long and thick, and filled her to the brim.

Braxton leaned back, and then he groaned. “This is so much better. My day was boring until I decided to follow this cute little brunette home. She didn’t put up much of a fight, and I knew as I helped her into her apartment, my dick was going to be balls-deep inside her by the end of the night.”

She moaned, flinging her head back, and she tried to contain her excitement but it was impossible.

“And did you?” she asked.

“Yeah, and now she’s going to scream my name as I make her come.”

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Braxton glanced across the bed.

He should have already left. He had every intention of leaving. Fucking her and then leaving had been the plan, but then he’d kissed her neck. One thing after another, and he was in the bath with her. Then she asked him his name. He wasn’t going to tell her, but in the next second, he had.

Jade was messing with his freaking mind.

Then, he fucked her in the bathtub as well. Carried her to the bedroom, made love to her a third time. He intended that to be the last time. He convinced himself to let her fall asleep, and then he would leave.

He’d slept.

Glancing over at the time, he saw it was a little after six.

Braxton never slept. A childhood, controlled by fear of what would happen next, had stopped him from enjoying sleep. He only slept a couple of hours at a time. There were moments he was sure he slept with one eye open.

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