Page 38 of His Virgin Angel

Chapter Seven

After Jack organized for Brian to be dropped off at school, and Drake to pick them up, within the hour, they were in his penthouse suite. Their apartment buildings were close together, and even from where she stood in his living room, she saw where she lived.

The moment they entered, Jack had to take a work related phone call.

Piper gasped as his hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against him.

“Sorry about that, I had to give a few instructions to a couple of colleagues.”

“You’re always working.”

“Business never stops.”

“It really doesn’t for you.” She rested against him, seeing their reflections in the mirror. Jack started to stroke her hip, and she closed her eyes, basking in his touch.

“You’ll always come first to me, Piper.”

She smiled. “I really do feel like I’m dreaming.”

Jack spun her to face him. Opening her eyes, she smiled up at him, seeing the heat within his eyes.

“I want this,” she said.

She did, so damn badly. Her fantasies were finally coming true, but she needed Jack to want this.

“Do you?” she asked.

He grabbed her ass, pushing his cock against her stomach. “What do you think?”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she was more than ready. “I’m yours, Jack. Always have been.”

In one quick movement, he picked her up, and was carrying her through his apartment toward his bed.

He lowered her to the floor and tore at her clothes. She did the same with his, wanting him as naked as she was. Jack sank to his knees, and lifted her leg up, placing it on the bed. She couldn’t look away as his lips went to her clit, sucking it into his mouth.

She cried out, screaming his name as he tongued her bud.

His mouth was perfect as it moved over her. She rubbed her pussy against his face, trying to get him to touch her a little harder. He always knew what would drive her crazy. She’d experienced a lot of orgasms from his touch alone over the past few weeks. Jack had made her addicted to him, and to his touch.

“Please, please, please,” she said.

Jack flicked her clit repeatedly, heightening her arousal. Her stomach started to tighten, and the pleasure became almost too much, and suddenly she was screaming his name and falling.

Only the bed stopped her, and she screamed as pain took over. She tried to push Jack away as he followed her down, but he caught her wrists, holding them above her head. “It’s okay, baby. It’s just me.”

He was inside her. His rock hard cock had impaled her mid-orgasm. Tears filled her eyes as the pain filled every pore of her body.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Ouch.”

“Just give it some time. You’ll be fine.”

She bit her lip as she stared into his eyes. His eyes were dark brown, darker than her own. Whenever he looked at her, everything seemed to fall into place, and the world finally righted itself.

“I didn’t want to hurt you, and I couldn’t resist.” He still held her hands and he pressed kisses to her lips, neck and chest.

“I never expected it to hurt that badly.”

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