Page 98 of Family Bonds- Jarrett & Andi

He grabbed her and lifted herup,then set her on his couch. Nope, picked her up and brought her to his recliner. His favorite chair he always sat in when they weren’t together.

A blanket was tossed on it and then he sat and pulled her on his lap, her knees spread on the outside of his hips.

She started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“You put a blanket down so you didn’t get a cold butt or so you didn’t stick to it?”

“Both,” he said. “No more talking.”

She leaned forward and put her mouth to his, their tongues meeting quickly and going to war.

She was worked up more than she thought she’d be. Maybe it was thinking of what she was going to show him for the past hour.

It couldn’t be the fact they were doing this in his chair in front of a roaring firing because it wasn’t something she would have planned.

His hands went to her waist, under the strings keeping the thong on her.

She thought he was going to just shift it out of the way and she’d sink right down on top of him.

Nope, he yanked quickly and the thong just fell apart and he pulled the few pieces of material away from her body.

She’d never had anyone tear clothes off of her before.

If someone asked her how she’d feel about it, she wasn’t sure she could answer.

She might think it’d be silly or funny but didn’t think she’d be this turned on.

It had to be Jarrett only that did this to her.

She lifted and lined him up with her wet heat and sankdownfast. She wasn’t sure she could go another minute without feeling him inside of her.

He bucked up into her, the two of them meeting, retreating, liftingandfalling.

His hands were still around her waist and he was guiding her at the speed he wanted. She was glad that it matched what she wanted too.

When his chair started to squeak, she worried they were going to break it, but the orgasm hit her so fast that she sat down and held still while she pulsed around his cock. She felt him coming at the same time and hadn’t realized it.

Normally she was more in tune with his body and hers together, but this time she selfishly only paid attention to what she was feeling.

When her body was relaxed and not twitching and pulsing, Jarrett hugged her and ran his hand up and down her back.

“Now this is what I call a great Valentine’s Day,” she said.

“The best I’ve ever had,” he said. “Sorry about the underwear. I’ll get you another pair.”

“You don’t have to,” she said. “They aren’t very comfortable. Unless ofcourseyou want to buy them to just rip them off of me again?”

He laughed. “That had been the plan.”

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“Andi told me you’re going away for the weekend,” Jack said to Jarrett when he answered the phone a week later.

When he noticed the call coming in, his heart all but stopped and dropped into his gut that he was going to receive bad news.

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