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Joci turned to look at her new friend. “I’m trying not to get too caught up in all of this. With him. I don’t have a great track record. You know?”
Kathy shook her head. “Baby, you have nothing to worry about. Dog has been with women—a few, not a ton. Kevin was a huge whore before he met me. I’ve only seen Dog with one or two women all the time I’ve known him, and that’s been about four years now. And then, he barely paid them any attention. You could tell it was simply a booty call for him.”
Joci sighed. “Yeah.”
Kathy chuckled and put an arm around Joci. “Girl, don’t you worry about that. The past is the past. You have to look forward. Think about what you have now and what you want in the future. If you live in the past, all you’ll get is more of the past!”
Joci frowned. She wanted nothing to do with the past. She decided to change the subject and steered the conversation to other things.
“Tell me all about you, Kathy.”
“Let’s see. I have three children, all grown now. I met Kevin four years ago when I started working for him here as a bartender. We’ve been together ever since. Not always easy, after all. He used to be a manwhore; I had to overcome that. We’ve had a lot of rocky times, but we’re doing well this past year and a half.”
Joci and Kathy talked for a couple of hours while the guys shot pool and bullshitted.
Around 1 in the morning, Jeremiah and Joci pulled into his garage and closed the door. He got out of the truck and reached in to pull Joci out. She slid over and was about to step out when he scooped her up and carried her into the house. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nuzzled his neck and ears.
He carried her straight back to the bedroom and laid her carefully on the bed. He started to stand up but stopped and swept a lock of hair away from Joci’s brow, softly, tenderly, sliding his fingers along her forehead and temple.
Chapter 15
She was so amazing to him. Never in his life did he believe he would feel this way. Watching her with his friends tonight made his chest so tight; her smile and laugh—her everything—were a sight to behold. He couldn’t process all these emotions. They were just so strong. The butterflies wouldn’t stop flying around in his belly. This emotion of needing her, wanting her, just kept getting stronger and stronger the more time he spent with her.
He slid his hand to her temple, into her hair, and to the back of her head. He rested his thumb on her cheek and leaned in for a tender kiss.
She squeezed him hard, her breathing jerky.
“If I lose you, Jeremiah, it’s going to leave a scar that won’t go away,” she whispered, her voice raspy.
He swallowed the lump in his throat. “Let’s make sure that doesn’t happen.”
Jeremiah leaned down and tenderly touched his lips to hers. He was still holding her head in his left hand, keeping her where he needed her. With his right hand, he started undoing the button on his jeans. He began undressing while continuing to kiss her. As he got to a point that he needed to pull away, he gently rubbed her nose with his and pulled away to push his jeans to the floor. Joci shoved her panties down her legs and kicked them off, then sat up to pull her shirt off, leaving only her bra. She reached back and unhooked it, letting it fall off her arms.
Jeremiah never took his eyes off her. He watched her remove her clothes while he removed his. As soon as they were both naked, he gently lay next to her on the bed and immediately rolled on top of her, holding himself up on his elbows so he wouldn’t crush her. He nudged her legs open and kissed her, slowly.
He entered her while kissing her. As soon as he was all the way in, he groaned. He pulled away from her mouth and laid his forehead on Joci’s.
“This feeling is overwhelming. You feel so good, Joci. I’m addicted to you,” he whispered.
Joci’s voice was soft as she replied, “Yes, I know the feeling.”
Jeremiah lazily moved, in and out, making love to her slowly. He held her head in his hands and continued to kiss her lips while sliding into her. He could hear and feel her wetness. The tightness of her pussy gripping his cock as he entered her hot channel and molding herself to him made him breathless. The only reason he slid back out was so he could slide back in and feel it again.
“Joci.” Jeremiah lifted his head to look into her eyes. His voice choked with emotion, he said, “Watch me make love to you. Can you feel how amazing this is? Do you understand what I’m doing to you here? Do you understand what you’re doing to me?”
Her eyes brightened with tears. “Yes” was all she could say.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, and they slowly rocked together. The only sounds in the room were their ragged breathing and the slippery sounds of their lovemaking. The most beautiful sound in the world.
Joci whimpered his name as her body rocked with her orgasm. He pushed himself into her and held himself there as his release instantly followed hers. He could feel himself pulsing as his warm seed spilled into her, but his green eyes never left her gray ones, both bright with moisture.
Chapter 16
“Hey, there. I’m glad you could make it,” Mason said. Mason Wagner, Connor’s son, was 28 years old and handsome, just like his father. Mason’s eyes are dark blue, his hair slightly curly, though short. At six feet, he was an impressive man. Joci had known Mason most of his life.
Joci stepped forward to hug Mason. “Mason, this is Jeremiah. Jeremiah, this is Mason Wagner, Connor’s son.”
“Nice to meet you, Jeremiah. Thank you for coming. Abby has been beyond excited to see Joci and Gunnar today.”
