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“I’m thirty-four years old,” I grumble.

“Like I said—”

“I want you now,” I growl, my mouth hungrily capturing hers once more, the kiss deepening as our tongues entwine in a passionate dance. As if sensing my struggle to stay in control, she whispers into me, “I want you, too.”

“Fuck. I have a room,” I rush.

“Then why aren’t we there?” she says in a raspy tone.

After marrying my soulmate, this is the second best day of my life.

Chapter 15

Jack

My grin widens as I take her hand, and in no time at all, we are stepping into the comfort of my suite. With a loud bang, I slam the door shut, my grip on her head tightening as I bring her face towards mine, crashing my mouth onto hers once again.

My yearning is like a ferocious beast, consuming my every thought and making it impossible for me to keep my hands off her.

Our kiss grows harder, wilder. My hands find her blouse, and I can’t find the buttons, so I rip it open.

She gasps. “I didn’t bring spare clothes.”

“You won’t need clothes for a couple of days, and I’ll have some delivered.” I find the clasp of her bra, unhook it, and slide it off her shoulders, slipping it away from between our pressed bodies.

My mouth latches onto hers again as her hard nipples, but soft tits, rub against my shirt.

She drags my shirt away, popping buttons before she smiles as our bodies touch skin to skin.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you,” I tell her as I look down at her face and walk her to the bed, lowering together. “You got under my skin and you’re staying there.”

“I missed you,” she whispers.

Hearing those words sends me wild, and I want her more than ever. My mouth crashes on hers, my tongue claiming hers as it swirls and dominates. Her fingernails drag down my back filling me with such intensity that I feel an overwhelming urge to shout my love for her from the rooftops.

My lips explore her body, eventually finding her breasts, where I eagerly devour one nipple, while expertly twisting the other, eliciting a delicious moan from her.

Her nails dig deeper into my back, and her hips buck, chasing for more.

I scramble to take off the rest of my clothes; she tries to pull down her pants. My hand slaps her hand, wanting to do it myself.

I hook my fingers over the top, slowly remove every item of clothing from her body. Staring in wonder at her gorgeous naked body and knowing she is mine.

“You’re so beautiful.” I stare into her eyes while my fingers slide up her smooth thighs.

My heart races as my hands spread her legs wide. Her eyes fluttering closed when I reach her pussy, humming my approval when I find her soaked.

My thumb slides over her clit, rubbing it in circles as my mouth kisses every inch of her legs. Higher and higher.

“Jack. Oh … yes!”

“That’s it. Call my name, baby.”

She moans as she pushes into my hand, riding it as I swirl my tongue over her slick clit. I’m loving she is falling apart before my eyes. Love hearing her moans.

Seeing and hearing the desire as I take her, as I feel her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, her face is seared into my brain, like it’s the only thing I want there.

And she is mine.

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