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“Wait!” I urged breathlessly. “I want you inside of me when I come.”

“My princess. So beautiful. And so demanding,” he said, his voice husky with need, ready to give me everything I wanted and more.

Chapter Twelve

Deacon

I hadn’t reallygiven tonight’s dinner much thought after Jenna brought it up, but now, watching her run around like a mad woman trying to pick out an outfit was almost too much to bare. She wasn’t just worried about what her mother thought, but now her sister who was in town visiting.

TheMcAllisters were like vultures and now they would all be in the same place at once. It felt almost dangerous just thinking about it.

“What do you think?” Jenna questioned, coming up behind me in our room. She spun and stared at herself in the floor-length mirror in her bedroom, then looked back at me sitting on the bed, waiting for her. I watched her bite down on the bottom of her lip anxiously. Then she narrowed her eyes. “I just don’t know—” It was like she was at war with herself over what to wear.This was ridiculous. Who gave a shit what her family thought?

I never let my eyes leave her as I sighed in response. “Anything I say you’re not going to listen to anyway.” They had too much sway over Jenna’s thoughts, too much power over her confidence. I knew it was no use. Plus, when Jenna got like this, her claws came out quite easily and I really didn’t want to argue with her over a silly dinner party.

She looked at me once more and smiled appreciatively. I was wearing slacks and a white man-tailored shirt I left unbuttoned at the neck. But one look back at the mirror and she was suddenly shaking her head, unzipping the dress she had on and stepping out of it. My eyes caught sight of her semi-naked ass in the sexy thong she was wearing and I swallowed hard, knowing now certainly wasn’t the time for those thoughts.

She sighed very audibly and walked back into the closet, her hips sashaying with each step.Atthis rate, I was going to need a cold shower before we even left the house.

“I always listen to you,” she said simply.

I tried to ignore the apparent strain in my pants right now and focus on her words.

“Then come out and let’s just go. Whatever you put on next is the one, okay?” I shouted to be heard in the closet.

She came to sit next to me on the bed, dropping her head in her hands.

I pulled her close to me, breathing in the scent of the perfume she put on as our bodies touched, her breasts in that strapless bra she was wearing pushing up against my chest. “What’s going on here?”

“I can’t do this, Deke,” she said in between splayed fingers. “I thought I could, but I don’t think I can.”

Without even saying the words, I knew she meant she didn’t think she could be in the same room with her whole family and me and not have a breakdown. But I knew differently. She was the strongest woman I knew. She could handle just about anything life threw at her, but that wasn’t what she needed to hear. Instead, I said, “Then we won’t go.”

She pulled back almost immediately, her eyes darting between mine. “What are you nuts?”

I chuckled and kissed the top of her nose that was now scrunched up. “Then please just go and get dressed.”

Jenna’s eyes went wide. “Fine,” she finally said as if it was even up for debate, stood and turned on her heel.

A few seconds later, she emerged from her closet in a little black dress with some shiny shit down the sides. “What do you think about this one?”

I went to open my mouth, but she answered her own question instead. “This is it,” she said, looking down at herself. “This is the winner.” She took a few steps backward to where I was standing for me to zip her up. She lifted her hair, looked back at me, and licked her lips. “Do you mind?”

I groaned at her bare back and whispered in her ear, “Not one bit.” I went slow and took my time covering her up. I felt her body quiver at the feeling of my fingers brushing over her bare skin.

She arched her back and pushed her ass against my groin. I groaned in response and kissed the back of her neck before spinning her around. “I’m done, princess.”

“Nowhere near,” she mumbled and I knew exactly what she meant.

I wasn’t going to make it easy on her, though. “Got something on your mind?” I grinned.

She turned around as she shook her head profusely. “No, we can’t. We’ll be late.”

I smiled. “If you insist.”

Jenna closed her eyes before opening them again and changing the topic. “The first sign of shit hitting the fan and we’re out of there,” she insisted and eyed me seriously.

I leaned in and breathed in her scent. “Deal.” Our mouths were mere inches from each other and I couldn’t help myself, so I brushed my lips over hers and she claimed them almost immediately, kissing me right back.

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