Page 45 of His Virgin Angel

“What about Christmas?”

“I have a tree.”

“No. We have more than tree, and we buy a huge turkey breast. Can we invite Drake, and get a real turkey?”

“A turkey breast is a real turkey.”

“A full one, with potatoes, and sides,” Brian asked.

“He likes his food,” Piper said, letting Jack go as she finished up the sauce, tasting for seasoning. When she was happy, she drained the pasta, and placed it in a serving pot. Next, she topped it with the sauce and fresh grated parmesan cheese. “Let’s take this to the table.”

For the rest of dinner, Brian organized the rules for their living arrangements. Throughout his negotiating, she found herself laughing. He even organized a television schedule, and tried to get a horror night every month. He got the cartoon channel for one hour at night, three nights a week, no horror, and if he broke that rule, Jack promised to tie him to a chair, and watch a romantic comedy.

While Brian got ready for bed, Jack helped her do the dishes.

They were sat down enjoying a cup of coffee when Brian came out, held his hand out. “I accept, and look forward to moving in with you.”

“You’re very proper,” Jack said, shaking on it.

She laughed as Brian hugged her tightly, and then went to bed.

“What was all that about making him stay in his room?” she asked.

Jack took her cup from her, and placed it on the coffee table. He moved her so that she was straddling his lap. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her core.

“Because I’ve got plans for you, and the last thing I want to worry about is being interrupted.”

“You don’t.”

He cupped her ass, squeezing her cheeks, and rubbing her against his cock. “Would you want him to walk in right now, or in a couple of minutes?”

“You’re right, I don’t.” She pressed her lips against his. Jack ran his tongue across her mouth, and she opened up, deepening the kiss.

Her whole body was on fire for him, and what he could give her.

“Fuck, baby, you drive me crazy. I want you so much.”

“We can’t do this here. We haven’t moved yet, and I don’t want Brian to see.” He tapped her ass and urged her into her bedroom. She left him behind to lock the apartment.

Staring in her bathroom mirror, she stripped out of her clothes. She was horny, and Jack was finally coming to her bedroom. Tying her hair up, she made her way back toward her bed, and wondered what he’d think when he found her.

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Locking all the doors, Jack made his way toward her room. He’d already told Drake not to wait for him, and that he’d be staying with Piper for the rest of the night. After his meeting with Marshall he wasn’t going to put anything to chance. Something didn’t sit well with him, but he didn’t know why.

Entering her room, he paused when he found her standing by the bed, completely naked. He brown hair was piled on top of her head, and her hands were clasped together in front of her.

“I was trying to do something seductive, but I ran out of time.”

“Would you like me to help?”

“I wouldn’t mind a little direction,” she said.

“Kneel on the bed with your ass facing me.”

He removed his jacket, being careful not to alert her to the gun strapped inside. Jack never went anywhere without his gun.

With her ass in the air, Jack moaned. He saw how wet her pussy was, dripping just for him.

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