Page 14 of Jack

“Talk to me, Lilith.”

She looks at me, her eyes bright and focused on me. I feel like I am being sucked in, like she is taking me hostage, and fuck me, I do not want to be let go. When she licks her lips, my gaze drops to her mouth, and I fight back the growl that is wanting to escape to let her know how she is affecting me.

“You sure you want to know?” she asks me, her voice low, I nod in answer and wait for her to continue.

“I got an invite to my cousin’s wedding. My mother is not happy because I have yet to RSVP. I mean, why would I? They hurt me, but my family seems to think that I am overreacting to what happened and I should support their love and marriage.” I love how her voice turns steely by the time she is finished.

It makes my dick hard.

Then it hits me what she is talking about, and my blood begins to boil.

“You mean this is the wedding of the cousin who fucked your man behind your back and your family are demanding that you attend the wedding?” I growl out.

“The very one. My mom just called me and told me that she is arranging my dress, hair, and makeup because I am apparentlyso freaking incompetent that I can’t dress myself. I really do not want to go and see them up there in front of all our family and be happy for them. I hate that my family, and I am not just talking about my parents and sister, I am talking about all of my family, think that I need to get over it.”

“Fuckers,” I grind out, and she nods.

“Yep,” she replies, popping the ‘P.’

“Are you going?” I lean forward, resting my elbows on my thighs, looking at her over my shoulder.

Her focus is on Dom as he does a trick, and I watch as the most beautiful smile crosses her face. It is like a punch to the chest seeing how stunning she is. The sun is bouncing off her red hair and her fair skin.

“He is good.”

I nod. “He has been practicing. Says there is a competition that he wants to enter. So, whenever we have some free time, I bring him here. If not me, then someone from the club is happy to watch him for an hour or two while he masters his skills.” I chuckle, so does she.

“His words not mine.”

“Of course not, you are not cool enough to understand the way kids talk these days. You are old, Daddy,” she jokes, but the second the word ‘daddy’ slips from her mouth, her eyes widen and her lips part.

Damn, what I would love to do to that mouth.

“I didn’t mean. I mean that is not... umm. Shit.” Her face flames red as she stutters over her words, and I can’t help but chuckle.

Nudging her with my shoulder playfully, I give her a wide smile.

“It is fine, babe. I know what you meant.” I lower my voice, sitting back and inching my head closer to hers. “But I will be yourDaddyif you like that sort of kink.”

“Jack,” she gasps my name and my cock strains against my zipper at the sound.

Nipping at her earlobe, she gasps again.

“I can’t wait to bury myself in you, Lilith. When you are ready, I will make you mine, but know this, Red. I am not letting you go once I feel you wrapped around my cock.” Placing my hand on her bare thigh, her gaze drops to the contact, goose bumps cover her skin.

She brings her gaze back to mine; we stare at each other. The sound around us fades, and fuck me, it is like it is only the both of us left. Her gaze drops to my mouth, she licks her lips, I don’t stop the groan that slips free, making her eyes dilate with desire.

“Fuck it.” I lean in, kissing her.

My lips press against hers, my tongue licking at her wine-stain-colored lips begging for entry, which she grants easily for me. I have not kissed many girls in my time; it was something that I never really liked doing, it felt too fucking intimate, but kissing Lilith feels right.

I feel it down to my bones.

“DAD. LILITH,” my son’s voice breaks the kiss.

My head snaps in the direction of Dom as he runs toward us, his skateboard at his side.

“Hey, Dom. You were great out there,” Lilith tells him with a breathy tone.

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