Page 39 of Jack's Devotion

"I love you," she whispers, the sweetest words I've ever heard.

"Good because you're all mine for the next twenty-four hours, baby," I growl, palming her ass as I stalk toward the sofa with her in my arms. "And I intend to spend every minute of it all over you."

"Yes," she moans, already writhing all over my cock.

I slide her down my body, spinning her until she's prostrate over the back of the sofa, her ass out, her tits against the fabric, her face buried in the cushions…looking like a pretty little goddess.

I rip her panties down her legs as I drop to my knees behind her, growling at the sight of her pussy peeping out at me, already wet and swollen. Already begging for me to feast and fuck.

I bury my face in her from behind, spreading her cheeks to get closer. She sobs and rocks back against my face, greedy and loud.

I have no manners when it comes to her. I'm just a slavering, snarling beast set loose on an angel. I eat and tease and torture her until she's begging me to fuck her, my name ringing around us in an endless litany.

She shatters with a pretty little scream when I slam myself inside, her head flying back. I grip her hair, pounding into her with my fingers on her clit.

"How many times do you think you can come before you pass out, hmm?" I ask, already dragging her back up the cliff. I drive into her again and again, loving the way her cunt grips me. Loving the way she moans and whimpers for me. Christ, there isn't a damn thing about this that isn't heaven. "Think I can keep you coming all day, baby?"

"No," she moans.

"Guess we're going to see, aren't we?" I fuck into her again and again, bringing her to orgasm until her knees buckle. Even then, I don't stop. I simply haul her up higher over the back of the sofa and start all over. Until every thrust has her whimpering, her pussy fluttering endlessly.

"Please, please," she gasps. "Please."

Even begging for mercy, she still tries to rock back against me, still tries to take more. It's like she just can't help herself.

I set my thumb against her clit, grinding in circles as I demand one more. Always, one more.

She whimpers, her inner muscles clenching and fluttering.

"Give it to me, baby," I groan. "Come one more time."

My name sounds so fucking sweet leaving her lips as she cracks for me, convulsing on my cock. I grunt, slamming myself deep as I follow her over this time. My balls draw up, my spine tingling as she milks every drop from me.

And I pray to God the whole damn time that if she isn't already pregnant, this time does it. That's what I want. My wife pregnant with my baby. The way she would have been long ago if not for her prick of a father.

Chapter Ten

Madison

Sneaking into my father's office before the company even opens for the day is…exhilarating in a way I didn't expect. I always thought facing him again would be terrifying. But I'm not afraid. With Jack and Dillon watching my back, it's hard to feel that way. It's hard to feel anything but relief that this is finally almost over.

After today, I get my life back. Madison Bell and Madison Lauren get to merge into one person again. I get to stop hiding. I'm no longer invisible. I just get to be me. Madison Whitlock, the girl who was once Madison Laurent and once MadisonBell. I'm neither of them now, and both of them still. And I'm someone else, too.

I'm Jack's. Every cell, every atom, every piece of me belongs to that wild man. Closing this chapter means opening a whole new book. One with him. That's what my mom would want for me. It's what I want for me too.

My father has made a lot of changes to the company since I've been away. It's ugly now, everything modern and square and blah. But the one thing he forgot to change was the locks. My keys still work.

A security guard catches us slipping inside and heads in our direction.

"Shit," Jack mutters, tensing beside me.

"It's fine," Dillon says.

The guard stops in front of us, looking between the three of us. "Sheriff," he says, glancing at Dillon before his gaze settles on me, confusion sweeping through his hazel eyes. "Uh…"

"You recognize her?" Dillon asks him.

The man nods.

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