With those words, my world spins on its axis, no longer tittering and wobbling. The center of my universe holds me like he’s never going to let me go, and everything feels right again. “I love you, Jagger,” I whisper against his chest.
After holding me a few minutes, he loosens his embrace. He cups my face. “I’m sorry I lost my composure and you saw me like that.”
A small smile curves my lips as my hands come up to his jawline, fingers tracing the stubble covering his chin. “I prefer your composure snapping when we’re both naked.”
He chuckles, his lips lightly grazing mine. “That seems to happen with you more and more.”
I nod, my eyes shining happily at him. “I love seeing it.” My face grows serious as I say, “Don’t apologize for what happened, Jagger. I understand. If this situation was reversed, I’d feel the same way.”
His forehead lowers to mine. “I can’t lose you, Maddie. I’ve lost so much already but losing you…” Tears are in his eyes as he says, “I couldn’t survive it. You’re my entire world.”
“You won’t lose me, Jagger.” Grabbing one of his hands from my face, I pull it to my lips. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Jagger nods. “You’re damn right you’re not.” Then he seals his mouth over mine, and I lose myself in his searing kiss.
Jason’s loud whistle causes us to come back to reality. “Damn you two. Keep your clothes on. I have no desire to see Jagger’s dick.”
I chuckle as Jagger shakes his head. “I’m going to punch him.”
Turning, I flick Jason off, then spinning back around, my lips touching Jagger’s. “Fuck him.” Then I kiss Jagger with everything I have, forgetting about everyone and everything else.
39
THE STALKER
After Jason, Bryce, and Abby left, Maddie stood up, pacing back and forth in front of the fireplace. I watched her, waiting for her to speak. When she told me what she had in mind, I wasn’t overly thrilled about the idea at first. But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense.
And now, I’m having doubts again.
“Are you sure about this?” My arms are crossed over my chest as I regard her, cocking my brow and tilting my head. Her gaze keeps raking over my body since I’m wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants.
“Just in case. It can’t hurt for me to be prepared.” She bites her lip, pulling at the neck of her t-shirt, showing her unease.
“I’m going to be firm with you. This won’t be easy.” I nod toward the punching bag. “And we’ll be using that.”
Grabbing the gloves from the weight bench, she holds them up, a wide smile on her face. “Hit me.”
My hand shoots out, my grip on the back of her neck firm, as I yank her closer to me. “I’m being serious, Maddie. If you want me to train you, I need you to be committed to this.”
Nodding vigorously, her stare is intent. “It’s a nervous habit. I joke when I shouldn’t.”
A small smile curves my lips as I release her neck. “I’ll let it slide this time.” I wink at her. “Okay. We’ll start with the basics before you start hitting things. Or people.” I flex my muscles and she loses her focus, her gaze drinking in my body as her eyes travel south of my torso.
“Maddie. Eyes on me, not my cock.”
Squaring her shoulders, she shakes her head as though she’s clearing her thoughts. “Sorry. I’m focused now.” Then her eyes skate to my crotch. In a small voice, she asks, “Do you have any other pants?”
“Baby girl.” Shaking my head, I tug her so she slams into my body. “Do you want to be trained, or do you just want me to fuck you in the garage?”
A small squeak comes from her lips. “Both?”
I chuckle. “Okay, let me give you some motivation. Focus on the lessons, give it your all, and I’ll fuck you in here until you can’t come anymore.”
Her eyes light up with desire. I notice how her nostrils flare as she inhales my scent. “Agreed.”
She’s so fucking adorable. I love how much she wants me and isn’t afraid to admit it.
“Okay. Now we’ll begin the lessons.” Stepping away from her, I hold up one finger. “Rule number one. Never show a predator your neck.” My movements are quick as I rush her, grabbing her face and turning her head sharply. My mouth hovers by the artery pounding in her neck.