Page 27 of His Virgin Angel

“What about working?”

“Not if you don’t want to.”

“Then I’m happy. You’re not going to do anything to Brian, or change that. I want to do this, Jack.” She had feeling for him for so long, which she’d tried to stop because there was no way in hell he was ever going to feel the same for her.

His hand sank into her hair, tugging out the band that held it all in place. “When you’re with me, your hair will be down. I want to see the whole length of it.”

“I was going to get it cut.”

“Get it cut, and I’ll put you over my knee and spank that nice full ass.”

“You don’t think it’s too big?” At her question, his other hand came down, giving her ass a slap.

“No, you won’t change anything about you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand. I’m not like all the other women you’ve been with.”

“Exactly, and if I wanted those women, we wouldn’t be talking right now.”

She licked her lips, nodding.

“I’m not going to fuck you tonight, Piper.”

“You’re not.”

“No. Tonight, I’m going to kiss and touch, and you’re going to let me, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He slammed his lips down on hers, pressing her against the wall. He grabbed her leg, lifting it over his hip. He drove his hips between hers, and she felt the hard ridge of his cock, pressing against her, making her moan. “That’s what you do to me. Every time I’m near you, you drive me fucking crazy.”

He rubbed his cock against her pussy, the clothes protecting her. She’d never wanted to be naked more than in that moment with him so close. “You smell so sweet, and I want so fucking much,” he said. He broke the kiss, and trailed his lips down her neck to the pulse, and nibbled on it.

She cried out as he caught her hands, pushing them against the wall, and keeping her in place. “Jack,” she said.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” Without a doubt she trusted him. He’d never given her a reason to doubt him.

“Then let me lead this.” His hands moved from her face down her body, grazing her breasts as he did.

Piper didn’t fight him as he gripped the bottom of her shirt, nor when he pulled it over her head. She covered her breasts even though the bra she wore did a fantastic job.

He held his hand up, and proceeded to remove his own shirt.

The ink that covered his chest captured her attention. Most of the time he kept it covered in his crisp white business suits.

You want this.

You can do this.

Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to look into his eyes. There she saw heat, desire, and she reciprocated. She wanted him as much as he seemed to want her.

Piper also saw he was holding back. There was something dark, sinful, and he was keeping it at bay, trying not to scare her?

“What are you thinking?” she asked.

“That right now I want to be everything you’ve ever wanted in life.”

---