Page 37 of Protection for Nichole

“I’ll ask.”

“I just think I need to spend more time with him. He needs to understand who I am so he knows I’ll never stab you all in the back.”

Jesse kissed the tip of her nose. “Good idea. Now, how about some popcorn? Then we can watch a movie.”

“Do you really mean watch a movie, or do you want to just get me naked and let me suck your cock?”

The burst of laughter from Jesse made her smile. This man was the best thing for her. He was funny, sweet, kind, and strong as heck. He made her feel safe and loved.

“God, I love you.”

Jesse sobered fast. His arms came around her, and he held her close. “I love you, too. I want you in my life. We’ve only been together for a short time, but I know this is it. You’re it for me.”

She sighed and snuggled closer. His lips found hers, and she knew they wouldn’t watch any movie, at least not for a few hours.

Jesse didn’t disappoint. She was naked and on her back in bed minutes later, his head between her legs as he took her to heaven with little licks and sucks. The man knew exactly how to get her off in such a satisfying way it amazed her.

Once he slid in, he held her gaze, staring straight into her soul. She could see how much he loved her.

“Every day that you’re away, I want you to remember this. Remember how much I love you, how good we are together. Think about how our souls intertwine when we make love. I’m yours, Nichole Benton.”

She gasped as he stroked in. “I’m yours, Jesse Moore.”

Nothing, not a marriage certificate or some ceremony could bind her closer. She was totally and completely Jesse’s woman.The feeling of being connected was better than anything she’d felt before. No question, they were meant to be. Now, they just needed to spend more time together, then everything would fall into place and they’d end up married.

Jesse picked up his pace, making her whole body tingle as he hit just the right spot deep inside. She was so close to another orgasm it felt like they were practically vibrating on the same plane. His next stroke in, his cock grazed her clit, and she gasped, knowing she would be pushed over the edge again.

“That’s it, babe. Come for me.”

His commanding voice sent her over the edge. Her mind went blank as he pumped into her one more time before his own earth-shattering orgasm. Together, they gasped and held on, trying to get even closer to each other.

Before Jesse, she’d never thought sex was that special. It felt okay, but this man took it to another level, just like he did with everything else. They were meant for each other, and soon, they would make it their reality.

She didn’t want to leave in a few days, but if she didn’t go, she wouldn’t have her Chicago apartment closed down. It was best to make this move now, so she truly would have her home base of operation here in California with Jesse, the one man she knew she could spend the rest of her life with.

Chapter 33

Devon hatedthat his father was being held in a federal prison in New Mexico. Who the fuck wanted to go to New Mexico? He needed to talk to his father face to face. That meant he had to fly, and he couldn’t afford first class because of that stupid bitch.

The flight was terrible. The man sitting next to him was big, and their shoulders kept brushing together. No amount of him shooting the man dirty looks helped. Before that woman ruined them, he would never have had to put up with this bullshit.

It was just one more thing he had to make her pay for. The long list was already making him think of new ways to punish her. He had some good plans in the works, but he needed more. Something perfect that would take her down to size and make her regret ever investigating his father or their company.

New Mexico was colder than he’d expected, and he had to stop in and buy some crappy sweatshirt. The prison was terrible, and he couldn’t imagine how his father was surviving. He would have ripped his hair out if he’d been sent here.

Luckily for him, he hadn’t been implicated. His name hadn’t been on any documents because his father hadn’t wanted to hand anything over. A part of him thought it was funny that theFBI couldn’t pin him with a crime because his dad hadn’t trusted him to take over.

His old man had paid the price for not giving him a part of the business. Of course, he would have changed how things had been run, doing a better job of hiding their criminal activities so the authorities couldn’t punish them.

Now, he was in charge, though the business had been gutted and was a small shell of what it used to be. He would have been better at it than his father. That was the only reason they’d been caught.

Saying so to the old man wouldn’t help his cause. He needed information, and he’d flown out here to see if his dad would talk.

Once in the room with the plexiglass separators and phones on the wall, he wondered if this had been a good idea. Paying respect to the old fart may help him, but he wanted to tell his dad he’d been an idiot.

The door across from him opened, and he saw his dad shuffle in.My, how the mighty fall.He hid his reaction, waiting for his dad to sit and pick up the phone, the only way for them to communicate.

The amount his dad had aged in the time he’d been on the inside was shocking. Before going to prison, he’d wondered if his dad would ever die. Now, he wondered if his dad would live long enough to get out.

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