Page 22 of Hannah's Dom

Jake listened to her breathing level out and deepen. He wasn’t the least tired but would take any chance to hold and be near her. He couldn’t wait for the day when he could roll her onto her back, mount, and ride her until they both couldn’t walk. Or adjust her and slide into her tight cunt from the back. Or, fuck, pry her ass cheeks apart and work his cock into her ass. He’d make sure he was lubed up so he never hurt her. But fuck, she was going to love it. He already knew that from the pleasure he’d given her that morning. She went off like a rocket when he shoved his fingers in her ass. Dammit. It had to be soon, or he’d go crazy.

He reminded himself that they’d only just met, but it didn’t matter. She was already ingrained into his core. She was a part of him he could never see himself without.

Amazingly, he fell asleep. The sound of her breathing, the feel of her in his arms, and the feminine scent that drove him wild lulled him enough to rest.

She looked a little better once she woke up.

After lunch, Jake led Hannah down the hallway to Macy’s condo and knocked.

“Come in,” Cat yelled.

He opened the door to find Cat in a robe in the kitchen, stirring something in a big bowl.

“Hey, guys. I’m just making some cookies,” Cat said.

Jake grinned. Her cookies were delicious, and she always made enough for the guys.

“I need to run down and help. Can you guys get dressed and come down when you’re ready?”

Cat grinned. “Of course.”

“You’re a good little sub,” he said and smiled.

“Most of the time. At least that’s what my Dom says.”

He laughed. He pressed a quick kiss on Hannah’s lips. “I’ll see you soon. If you need me before that, have Cat call down to the bar.”

Hannah nodded.

Jake turned back one more time to see Hannah still watching him. He waved and quickly walked out. His thoughts were chaotic. He couldn’t understand the depth of his feelings for a woman he’d known a few days at most.

The last look he’d seen on her face showed that she wanted him but was confused about it. He’d take the time to get to know her. The last thing he wanted to do was mess this up. The thought of losing her made his stomach cramp in fury. No fucking way.

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Hannah bit her tongue to prevent herself from calling out to him. The last look she’d seen of him tore at her, and the rapid way he left made it look like he needed to get away from her as fast as he could, and the confused expression on his face made her eyes sting.

“Hey, girlfriend. Everything will be okay.”

Hannah turned to Cat. “I’m not so sure.” She walked over to stand on the other side of the counter. “His expression wasn’t a happy one.”

Cat snorted. “Men are hard to understand, but Doms are even worse.”

“Great,” Hannah said, making Cat laugh.

“How about you come over here and help me with cookies?”

Hannah relaxed and nodded. “I’d like that.”

They made several dozen cookies for the next hour and probably ate a dozen themselves.

“Oh, God,” Hannah said and patted her stomach. “I’ve never eaten that many at one time.”

Cat nodded. “Me, either. If our Doms find out, they won’t be happy.”

“Why?”

“They want us to eat healthy, and eating six cookies is far from that.”

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