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“C-CJ,” she stammered. “We’re out in the open.”

“We can take care of that,” he said, taking her hand and leading her to his cottage.

“What if they find out? My job,” she started.

“Your job is secure,” he said, looking at her. “If you haven’t figured it out, most of the people who work here are married to others that work here. You and I will be no different.”

“But,” she said, opening and closing her mouth.

“Honey, it will make everything go much easier if you just realize I’m going to marry you as soon as I can. After I make love to you all night long.”

By the time they reached CJ’s cottage, all Jill could think about was taking off her dress and feeling his flesh against her own. She’d felt the rippling muscles beneath his shirt while hugging, and she knew that the body hidden under his clothes was worth the wait.

Now, she would get to unwrap it and savor every inch of him.

CHAPTER FIVE

CJ locked the door of the cottage and turned his attention to Jill. She stood nervously, his coat still around her shoulders. He took it, hanging it over the back of the bar stool. Taking her hand, he walked down the hallway to his bedroom and turned on the bedside table light.

“I’m nervous,” she whispered. “What if you don’t like me?”

“Not gonna happen,” smiled CJ. “I like everything about you. All of it. I like the small birthmark at your waistline that I see every time you reach for something high on the shelf. I like the way your breasts move when you laugh. I fucking love that beautifully perfect, round ass. I love your mind, that incredible, brilliant mind, and the way it thinks. I love it all, Jill. All of it.”

“Wow, you know how to sweep a girl off her feet,” she smiled.

“Take the dress off, honey.”

Jill smirked at him, nodding. She liked him ordering her around, which was strange because she never liked anyone doing that before. She unzipped the dress and let it slide down her body, revealing a waist-cinching bustier and sexy panties. She started to kick off her shoes, and he shook his head.

“Fuck no. Leave them on,” he said, walking toward her. He lifted her off her feet, lying her gently on the bed. Grabbing the sides of her panties, he pulled them from her body, tossing them aside. Her breasts were pressed against the bustier, oozing out of the top, and he simply freed them, allowing them to lay on top of the boning.

Opening her legs wide, his fingers slowly made their way up her thighs, then began to explore.

“Fuck, baby. You’re soaking wet,” he growled.

“CJ,” she gasped. “You make me this way. Oh, wow!”

“That’s it, baby. Cum for me so I can fuck you right,” he said in a raspy voice. Jill arched her back, squirming against his fingers as he plunged, scissoring in and out of her body. When she screamed her release, he licked his fingers, smiling at her.

“That’s one.”

Before she could even question him, he was buried inside of her. All of him. Gasping for air, she tried to open wider but realized her thighs were as wide open as they could be.

“God, CJ, you’re huge,” she said, writhing against him.

“You’ve got me, honey. You’ve got all of me. That’s it. Just keep moving like that. Fuck, baby, that’s it.”

“P-Protection,” she stuttered. “What about protection?”

“Fuck,” he said, stopping his movements. “I totally blanked. Hold on, I have a condom.” She wiggled, and CJ stilled, staring down at her.

“What?”

“Shit,” he muttered. “Baby, that little movement did it for me. I just came.”

“Oh. Oh, well, it should be fine. I’m on the shot,” she said. “I just had my exam two weeks ago. I’m clean, I’m all good. I mean, if you’re good.”

“I’m more than good,” he smiled, rolling her over to sit on top of him. “I’m fucking great. I don’t want anything between us, Jill. Nothing. We’re going to have giant-ass babies. Beautiful and smart like their mama.”

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