too,” she whispered.
“Tell him no next time,” I murmured against her lips.
“I can’t.”
“I know.”
Fisting my hands in her thick hair, I brought her sweet mouth to mine. Our breath mingled, lips ghosting together. Her velvet tongue touched my bottom lip, and I was lost. With a deep groan, I crushed her to me and kissed her deep. Hard. Our tongues met, stroking and delving, wet and wanting. She clutched my shoulders as I clasped her tight, my need for her overwhelming and strident. My body hummed with arousal; the feeling of her lush curves molding to my hard planes was perfection. She was made to fit beside me. She belonged right here. I hovered over her, staring into her lovely blue eyes, caught in the emotions they reflected back at me.
“I need you,” I rasped.
“Have me,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around my hips, guiding me to her heat. I thrust forward, hissing at the sensation of being joined with her again. Every time was like the first time. Every time, I was overcome by the feeling of coming home. I moved within her, groaning her name against her skin as I ran wet, openmouthed kisses on her neck, burying my face in her hair and breathing her in.
The intense pleasure of her mouth against my skin, the press of her body on mine, and the heat of her surrounding my cock were too much. I came forcefully as she gasped and shuddered around me, her muscles clamping down, milking my orgasm as I shouted and slammed into her as deep as I could.
She wound her arms around me, pulling me to her chest. Gentle, long strokes of her fingers in my hair caused a slow, contented sigh to escape my mouth.
“You were a sight for sore eyes today.”
“I missed you so much, I caught an earlier flight. When Dad said he was going to see you, I almost ripped the keys out of his hand,” she admitted. “I couldn’t wait another minute—even if I had to act pissy.”
I grinned against her neck, nipping the silky skin sharply. “You do it well, sweet girl. I almost bought your act.”
“It was hard. All I wanted to do was fling myself into your arms.”
“You’re here now.”
“Why didn’t you answer my calls?”
“I wanted to—but I was surrounded the whole day. I thought you were still away, and I missed you so fucking much I was sure anyone hearing me talk to you would know. I was going to call you back as soon as I was free.”
“So, you weren’t ignoring me?”
“I could never ignore you. Ever.”
“Good.”
I chuckled as I kissed her head. “Nice try getting my phone away from me, though. After what you did to it last time, I am not falling for that again.”
“I thought you liked the ringtones.”
“Barry White? I don’t think so. Never mind the pictures you put on it. Christ, I had a raging hard-on every time I looked at my screen.” I paused. “The ‘reminders’ popping up didn’t help either.”
7 p.m.—Lick my girl’s pussy until she screams.
8 p.m.—Take my girl hard.
9 p.m.—Make my girl suck my cock.
She smirked. “It worked, though. You didn’t forget.”
“I could never forget needing to fuck you.” I growled, knowing it would make her giggle.
She didn’t disappoint, her breathy little sounds filling the room. Then a large exhale of air left her mouth.
“What was that sound for?”
“I hate acting angry at you all the time. I feel like I’m two different people.”
“I know. It’s the only way we can be together—at least for now.” I nuzzled her head. “We’ll figure this out.”
“Promise?” she asked, her voice anxious.
“Yes.” I tightened my grip. “How was your mother?”
“Worse than ever. This house needs to be done—and soon.”
I chuckled. When Hank’s ex-wife had decided to fully renovate her house, she insisted Hank make the arrangements for her, even though she lived halfway across the country. Still unable to deny her anything, he did as she requested, but she was a horrible client, constantly changing her mind, causing everyone grief. Mimi’s phone calls were endless, and being the coward Hank was, he sent Laura to deal with the problems when they couldn’t be fixed over the phone.
“You need to tell him to deal with this shit. He’s the one who can’t say no to the woman.”
“I know. I’ll talk to him and make him go next time.” She snuggled closer. “I could hardly wait to get back to you.”
“Welcome home, baby.”
“I love you, Jackson.”
I sighed into her hair,