The Possession
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Kris’ heart sank while her pulse simultaneously sped up. She felt as though she was going to be sick. “You’re here to blackmail me?” she whispered, her stomach and heart painfully knotting. “That’s why you’re here?”
He nodded, his jaw clenched. “That’s right, professor. You can either accept my conditions and have a long, prosperous career, or you can turn down my conditions and accept the consequences.”
She glanced away, wanting to be alone so badly she could cry. In fact, she wanted to be alone so she could cry. “I see,” she said quietly, her voice monotone. “And what are your conditions?”
As if she cared. She didn’t care about anything anymore.
“Marry me,” he whispered.
Her head shot up. Her heart began thumping wildly against her chest. Surely she hadn’t heard him correctly… “What?” she breathed out.
Jack’s dark gaze bore into hers. And for the first time in two years he looked vulnerable to her. “I said marry me.” He glanced away, sighing as he pinched the bridge of his nose for a threadbare second. “I know you’re too good for me…”
She could only gape.
His hand left the bridge of his nose as he turned back to glare at her. “And I know you don’t love me the way I love you…”
She was going to faint. She was certain she was going to faint.
“But I’ll take what I can get.” His jaw clenched as his hand slashed definitively through the air. “I need to be with you, Krissy, and I don’t care how manipulative I have to be to get you.”
Jack shook his head, looking more resigned than she’d ever seen him. “I’m miserable without you,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry I have to do this to you, Krissy, but I promise I’ll be the best husband on earth. I—”
“Oh Jack shut up! Of course I’ll marry you!” Kris flung herself at him with such force that the big bruiser grunted at the impact. She wrapped her arms around his middle and hugged tightly, smiling like a doofus. “I’ve been so miserable without you that all I’ve done since I left the island is eat chocolate ice cream, watch television, and whine to my best friend.”
“Me too,” he growled as he put his arms around her and squeezed. “John is sick to death of my bitching,” he admitted on a grumble. His face fell to her hair and he breathed in the scent of it. “Goddamn, I’ve missed you,” he said hoarsely. “I love you so much, Krissy.”
“Oh Jack, I love you too.” She held onto him tightly, her eyes closed and her lips smiling.
“Thank God you caved easily,” he sighed, mumbling as if to himself. “I was afraid I was going to have to pull out the big guns and quote Kenny Rogers.”
She didn’t know what he meant by that, and didn’t particularly care, so she let the enigmatic statement go right on by, too overjoyed to give it any thought.
Jack ran his hands over her backside, then rotated his hips to let her know his erection was there and seeking attention. “Come on, professor,” he growled, reaching under her skirt. “It’s time for daddy to get you out of those grandma drawers.”
She chuckled as she gazed up at him. “I’m wearing a black thong,” she admitted. “I burned the grandma drawers.”
“Well goddamn,” he drawled as his hands found the thong in question and he pulled it down, letting it drop to the floor. “I always knew you were made for me.”
She unzipped his trousers, nodding her agreement. “And I always knew that you were made for me.”
Jack plopped her down on the desk, grunting like a Neanderthal when she spread her thighs wide for him. Her pussy was already wet and waiting—just like he liked it. Then again, he liked Krissy’s pussy any way he could get it.
“And that’s not all,” he growled. “You’re not just gonna marry me. You’re gonna have my kid too,” he announced as he guided his cock to her opening. “It’s time to work on Junior, sweetheart,” he said through gritted teeth as he plunged his cock deep inside of her, his nostrils flaring when her wet flesh immediately enveloped him, suctioning him in.
Kris gasped, clinging to him. “You want a baby already?”
“Already?” he groaned, sliding in and out of the flesh he’d missed so damn badly. “I’m over forty, baby. It’s now or it’s never.”
She grinned and then groaned, her head falling back as he picked up the pace of his thrusting. “Now,” she moaned.
He grunted arrogantly, liking the idea of putting his baby in her belly. “I love you, Krissy,” Jack rasped out as he plunged deep inside of her. “I’ll always love you.”
Kris smiled, happier than she’d ever thought to be. “I love you too, Jack. Always.” She cupped his face with her palms. “You’re lucky you came to get me, you big bruiser. I was giving you one more day and then I was coming after you myself.”
“It woulda been a short walk,” Jack unabashedly admitted. “I was camped out in front of your place with binoculars every night this past week making sure no man touched what’s mine.”
Kris threw her head back and laughed, then moaned when he began taking his thrusting seriously. “Never,” she promised on a half moan, half wail. “For the rest of my life there will never be any man for me but you, Jack McKenna.”
Jack made love to her on the desk, and then again every day for the rest of forever. Surreality had become reality, and reality had become something more beautiful and enduring than either of them had ever thought they’d have.
They married two weeks later on the island they’d fallen in love on. Nine months later, Jack Jr. was born, and one month after that they moved with their son and their five cats to the Fantasy Island John Calder had created from the ashes of Hotel Atlantis.
And then the Grinch and the Nutty Professor lived happily ever after.
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Jaid Black is the pseudonym for Ellora’s Cave’s owner and founder Tina M. Engler. She has been featured in every available news outlet, from the Washington Post and L.A. Times to Forbes magazine, Fox News and the Montel Show. Ms. Engler was officially recognized by Romantic Times Magazine with their first ever Trail Blazer award as the mastermind of erotic romance as you know and love it today. Writing as Jaid Black, her books have received numerous distinctions, including a nomination for the Henry Miller award for the best literary sex scene written in the English language.
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· Politically Incorrect: Stalked
· Politically Incorrect: Subjugated
· Sins of the Father
· The Hunger
· The Mastering
· The Obsession
· Tremors
· Vanished
· Warlord
Multiple Author Anthologies
· “Besieged” in The Hunted
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· “The Beckoned” in Ellora’s Cavemen: Tales from the Temple IV
· “Seeds of Yesterday” in Ellora’s Cavemen: Legendary Tails IV
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After the Storm (writ
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All She Wants anthology
Bedtime, Playtime anthology
Breeding Ground
Death Row: The Trilogy
Ellora’s Cavemen: Legendary Tails IV anthology
Ellora’s Cavemen: Tales from the Temple IV anthology
Enchained anthology
Forbidden Fantasies anthology
Lost in Trek: Guide to Trek Mi Q’an
Manaconda anthology
Notorious
The Best of Jain Black
The Hunted anthology
The Possession
Trek Mi Q’an: Conquest
Trek Mi Q’an: Enslaved
Trek Mi Q’an: No Mercy
Trek Mi Q’an: Seized
Trek Mi Q’an: The Empress’ New Clothes
Warrior anthology
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Death Row: The Trilogy
Notorious (Sins of the Father, The Hunger, Politically Incorrect: Stalked)
The Best of Jaid Black (Tremors, The Obsession, Vanished)
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