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“Jack,” she whined. “Move.”

“You’re not in charge, beautiful.”

That had her eyes opening wide to stare at me. She moved her hands up and down my arms, over my shoulders to my chest. She rubbed her fingers over my abs, causing me to shiver.

She was absolutely in charge.

I was fucked.

Sliding her hands back up to my shoulders and around my neck, she used that as leverage to lift herself from the mattress, bringing her lips to my throat. She sucked on my neck with a force I knew would leave a mark.

Dropping to my elbows, I pulled my hips back and slammed into her. In and out, in a steady rhythm, had me seeing stars. Sammy held me tight against her. I wanted to change positions, but she held firm.

“Jack, don’t stop.” She gasped. “Fuck me harder, Jack.”

What else could I do? I pulled her arms from around my neck and slid out of her. Grabbing her waist, I flipped her over and lifted her hips so she was on her knees. I slammed my cock back into her pussy with a groan.

I pounded her from behind, holding onto her hip. I marveled at her perfect ass. Without warning, I brought my palm down hard on her ass cheek.

“Fuck, Jack!” Sammy shrieked.

I slid my hand over the handprint I’d left. In awe of the mark that only I would see.

“You want me to do it again, Sammy? You want my hand making your ass hot while I fuck this pussy, Sammy? Tell me, baby.”

“Yes, Jack, fuck, yes!” she shouted.

I brought my hand down again on the other side, and I felt it. Her pussy clamped down on my cock. She screamed my name, and I came with her. I unloaded everything I had into her. I held her tight to me until her spasms stopped.

Collapsing, I had just enough wherewithal not to land on her. Instead, I rolled onto my side and pulled her back against my chest. We laid there until our breathing settled.

“Jack, we shouldn’t have done that,” she whispered.

“Why not?”

She turned to her back so she could see my face. Before she could say anything more, I leaned over and kissed her. I placed my hand on the back of her head, holding her to me. There was no way I was letting her go again.

“Jack, we have a lot to talk about,” she said against my lips.

“I know. We’ll get to it.” I didn’t want to talk right now. “Let’s just savor this moment for a little while. I’ve waited years for this. I want you to know I’m not letting you go this time, Sammy.”

“When I tell you everything, Jack, you might not want me anymore.”

“Sammy, I know I won’t like what you’re gonna tell me. I know I’m gonna get mad, but I want you and Charlie in my life forever. That’s not gonna change.”

“Jack, I’m married.”

Chapter Eight

Samantha

“Jack, I’m married.”

Jack stiffened as soon as I’d spoken the words.

I closed my eyes and waited for him to react. At this point, I wasn’t sure what to expect.

Jack rolled away from me and sat up on the side of the bed. His back hunched over, and his elbows resting on his knees.

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