Page 14 of Stalked By the Accountant

A slow smile spreads across Jack's face, erasing the shadows that lingered there. He gazes down at me with renewed heat and possession, tightening his grip on my waist.

"You're mine, Becca, now and forever. Never forget that again."

His mouth claims mine once more, rough and demanding, as his hands roam over my body. I melt into his embrace, losing myself in the delicious sensations only Jack can evoke.

Right or wrong, for better or worse, we belong to each other.

He breaks our kiss and speaks, his voice trembling as he professes his love for me, his words filled with sincerity and remorse for his past actions.

"Becca, I'm so sorry for hurting you. My love for you drove me to madness, but it's only because I've never wanted anything like I want you. You're the reason I breathe, the light that brightens my day, the missing piece of my soul. I was lost without you."

His eyes glisten with tears as he speaks, filled with a vulnerability I've never seen before. My heart aches at the anguish in his voice, torn between the love I feel for this broken man and the pain his obsession has caused.

I stare up at Jack, searching his face for any sign of deception. But there is only truth in his piercing blue eyes—and love. The same love that consumes me, that lingered even after everything fell apart, refusing to let go.

A single tear trails down my cheek as my walls crumble.

And then Jack pulls me into his arms, holding me close, and it feels like coming home.

I cling to Jack, breathing in his familiar scent, and whisper the words he's longed to hear.

"I love you too."

Jack cups my face in his hands, his touch gentle yet fervent. "Losing you was the wake-up call I needed. When you walked away, it nearly destroyed me. I never want to feel that alone again. You are my light, my redemption—the best part of me. And I will spend the rest of my life proving that I can be the man you deserve."

His vow ignites a spark of hope in my chest, tentative yet blinding in its intensity. I search Jack's eyes again, looking for any deception, but there is only love—battered yet undimmed, a flame rekindled from ashes.

I take a deep, shuddering breath and nod. "You're already everything I want."

Jack pulls me into his arms, holding me so tightly I can barely breathe. But I don't care. All I can feel is the pounding of his heart against my chest—a rhythm that matches my own.

"Thank you," he whispers, his voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for forgiving me. For giving me another chance. I won't let you down again, Becca. I swear."

I close my eyes, relishing the warmth and safety of his embrace. The familiarity. The way being with Jack just feels right.

He leans down slowly, giving me time to pull away if I want to. But I don't. I close my eyes and lift my face to his, anticipation humming through my veins.

When Jack's lips meet mine, the world falls away. There is only this moment—this kiss—and the promise of a future brighter than either of us could have imagined.

Our kiss deepens, hands roaming and breaths quickening. The familiar spark of desire ignites between us, fueled by weeks of separation and longing.

Jack slides his hands down to cup my ass, grinding his hips against mine. I moan into his mouth, heat pooling low in my belly.

"I need you," he rasps, trailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck. "Right now. Please, Becca."

The desperation in his voice makes my decision for me. We've wasted too much time already. I nod, looping my arms around his neck.

Jack scoops me up easily, carrying me to the bedroom in hurried strides. By the time he lowers me to the mattress, we're both panting with need.

He strips off his shirt and reaches for the hem of my dress, his gaze dark with lust. "You're so beautiful. I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you."

I flush under the intensity of his stare, my heart overflowing with love and desire. "I'm yours," I whisper. "Always have been. Always will be."

Jack growls, devouring my mouth in a searing kiss as his hands roam freely over my bare skin. Every touch ignites sparks, rekindling a fire between us that was never truly extinguished.

When he enters me, we moan in unison—a single sound of pleasure and completion. We move together seamlessly, bodies remembering a rhythm they never truly forgot.

Release comes swiftly, triggered by the love and passion in Jack's eyes. In this moment, I know that we're meant to be. That we always have been and always will be.

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