Page 73 of Forbidden Romeo

“I don’t need your protection!”

Jack grabs my hands again and pins them above my head, moving us against the wall again. The momentum drives him deeper within me, and I scream in pleasure.

His mouth is suddenly by my ear. “Yes. You. Do.”

“Why?”I breathe, almost too far gone, to remember why I need to know so badly.

But Jack finally breaks. He pulls at my hair, drawing out foreheads together as he pants heavily.

“Because I want you. For fuck’s sakes, Aimee. Icraveyou. Even now. This isn’t enough. I need to be closer.”

I can feel myself tighten around his cock at his words. Jack groans in agony. “Every minute we’re apart, you’re all I can goddamn think about. You think I want you in the hands of those assholes? You’remine.”

It’s enough to tip me over the edge. All I can do is submit to this pleasure as Jack claims me as his own. My cries fill the apartment as my orgasm shudders through me. Every nerve in my body feels as if it’s on fire and my mind goes entirely blank.

All that exists is my ecstasy and sound of the steady, thump, thump, thump of our skin colliding in perfect rhythm. Every second stretches out before us endlessly.

I don’t realize I’m sinking slowly to the floor until Jack is picking me up again. He never breaks his delicious movements as he kisses me deeply, licking lazily around my mouth as if tasting my pleasure for himself.

“Mine,”he growls against my lips and I feel the vibration of the sound all the way to my throbbing core.

“Yes,” I reply breathlessly as Jack lowers us to the bed.

My knees shake as I straddle him, but his hands are suddenly there, supporting me. Helping me lower myself further on to him, and he into me. The feeling of his cock pressing into me so deeply has my back arching in pleasure.

“Say it,” Jack says gruffly as his hands ghost over my hips, my chest.

The feeling of him inside me is the most intoxicating ache. I can’t help but move myself up and down his shaft to try and find satisfaction as the end of my orgasm threatens to chase it away.

I’m so distracted, I don’t realize that Jack’s hands stay on my hips until he holds me there, firmly.

“Say it!”he repeats. This time, his tone conveys such a desperate vulnerability, I cave instantly.

“I’m yours,” I whisper.

He pushes my hips down. Hard.

“Yours!” I scream. Over and over again.

Water leaks from my eyes as I take him once, twice, three times more before Jack reaches his own climax. His body reaches for mine, and I his.

Wet, panting kisses pepper my face as I cling to him desperately.

Nothing has ever felt like this. No one has ever cared for me, cherished me,fucked melike this. There is no one that will ever compare.

“I’ll do it,” I take a quivering breath in and out. “I’ll marry you.”

Chapter Nineteen

Aimee

The headache hits first. Then the annoying feeling of my paper-dry tongue against the roof of my mouth.

Perhaps I had a little too much whiskey last night…

… But not enough to forget what I agreed to.

Somehow, that feels worse than the hangover.

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