Our lips met and our tongues tangled in an erotic dance that had my dick straining to break through the zipper of my jeans. Her lips were pillowy soft, and her tongue like velvet. She kissed me like a woman who knew what she wanted. She wasn’t shy or timid; she sucked my tongue into her mouth and visions of her doing the same thing to my dick played in my mind.
She protested when I broke the kiss, lifting her head trying to keep the connection.
“My plan was to talk first, but I don’t think either of us will be able to concentrate. I want you to stop me if anything I’m doing gets to be too much or too far.”
She nodded her head.
I didn’t wait for her verbal consent before I pulled her T-shirt over her head and didn’t waste any time unsnapping the front clasp of her bra. Full tits spilled out of the cups, and all thoughts of going slow flew out the window. I lowered my head, and my lips latched onto her nipple, sucking it fully into my mouth. There was no long drawn out sexy build up when I pushed my hand inside of her shorts and panties. Both of her hands went to my head and held me in place as she arched into my mouth. My fingertip lingered at her entrance enjoying the way she tried to lift her hips to get me to move.
When I rolled us on our side, I realized my mistake. Emily had my jeans undone with her hand shoved inside like some sort of goddamn Houdini. Her small hand wrapped around my dick nearly making me jump off the bed. I was hard, primed, and ready to come. A few strokes of her soft hand and I would blow. Time to put the brakes on.
“I need these off,” I told her and tugged on her shorts.
With her hand now safely away from my dick, she helped pull her shorts and panties down her long, toned legs. Neatly trimmed hair at the V of her thighs had my mouth watering. Her hands went to my tee pushing it up. I took over and pulled it over my head tossing it aside. Her eyes widened in appreciation, and her nails scraped over my chest down over my abs, stopping on my open jeans. I prayed to all things holy I would have the self-control not to fuck her tonight.
I rolled to my back, and Emily followed using her tongue to trace over where her nails had just scraped, stopping at my nipple to lick around it. She kissed every inch of my chest as I struggled to kick my jeans off, leaving my boxer briefs on. I needed the barrier; I was too weak. She was too tempting, too fucking sexy. Her hand was back inside my boxers fisting my dick.
“Em, slow down, baby,” I begged, gently pushing her to her back. I came up on my elbow giving me the perfect view to fully take in her beautiful body. I had imagined what she looked like under her clothes thousands of times. The reality was so much better than the fantasy of her. Pretty raspberry-color nipples tightened under my stare. I ran my thumb across one watching it stiffen even harder.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered and lowered my mouth, licking the outline of her puckered nipple before taking it back into my mouth. Emily’s entire body went rigid when I pushed the tip of my finger into her wetness. Her legs closed around my hand, and I held still for a moment afraid I had done something wrong. After a few seconds, I whispered, “Spread your legs for me.” She did, allowing them to fall limp on the bed. “You okay?” I asked between kisses over the swell of her breast.
“Yes,” she moaned when I pushed in a little farther. “I’m okay.”
Her hand pumped my dick faster, and she angled her head pressing kisses over my chest. Her lips on my skin… nothing fucking like it.
I pulled my finger out spreading her wetness up to her clit as she threw her head back on the pillow and moaned. I seized the opening and took her mouth in a bruising kiss. Working two fingers into her pussy, my thumb continued to rub circles over her clit. She rocked her hips up and jerked my dick in perfect rhythm with my fingers.
“If you don’t want me to come in your hand, you have to stop,” I warned her.
I was at the point of no return – I was going to come either way. I put more pressure on her clit and twisted my fingers in her pussy finding the spot I knew would have her screaming. Her answer was to firm her grip and stroke harder. The first pulsations started as her mouth opened in a silent scream. I kissed her hard and deep before any sound could come out and let go. I came in a violent rush of pure bliss, my come running over her hand onto her stomach.
I slowed my hand and gently ran my fingers over her folds, bringing her back down. With her hand still on my hard dick, she looked at me with wide eyes.
“Still?” she asked.
“You inspire me,” I answered.
I didn’t think now was a good time to tell her I could go two or three times in a night. While I had excellent recovery time, I usually needed a good work up to get hard again. I couldn’t remember a time my dick was ready to go again this fast.
“Ignore it, he’ll go down in a minute.” I hoped.
“It’s kinda hard to ignore,” she said running her thumb over the head smearing come over the tip. “Lean down, I want to kiss you.”
My dick having a mind of its own was thrilled with the turn of events. I was halfway to her lips when the loud shrill of my phone sounded. My eyes closed in frustration, and I rolled to my back to grab my phone off the nightstand.
Lenox.
This better be fucking good. “Yeah,” I answered.
“Unfriendly inbound,” Lenox said.
“Get dressed, baby,” I whispered to Emily and rolled out of bed tagging my jeans off the floor, slipping them on, grabbing my holster next, and sliding it into place. Then to Lenox. “How long?”
“Now.” He disconnected. Emily already had her shorts on and was pulling her shirt over her head. The sound of glass shattering splintered through the room.
“Fuck,” I said at the same time Emily yelled, “Jason” and ran for the door.
I grabbed Emily around the waist and lifted her away from the door.
“I need you to trust me.” I had seconds to make her understand. “Climb out your bedroom window and get into the Camaro and drive away. Do not stop, no matter what you see.”
“Jason.” She struggled.
“Now, Emily. Trust me. I need you safe so I can focus on Jason. Drive away anywhere, don’t stop, just drive. There’s a tracking device on the car. I’ll find you. I promise.”
I pushed the keys and my extra cell phone into her palm and closed her hand around them praying she would obey me.
Without waiting to see what Emily would do I rushed out the door closing it behind me. The living room was filling with smoke, and flames engulfed the curtains around the front window. Motherfucker.
I moved back down the hall to Jason’s room. I opened the door and found him sitting up in bed with his knees pulled up to his chest.
“What was that?” he asked.
“There’s a fire, bud, we have to go,” I explained, picking up from his bed. His little legs wrapped around my waist.
“Where’s Mommy?” he cried.
“She’s safe.” There was no time to find something to put over his face, we needed to get the fuck out of the house.
I should’ve gone out his bedroom window, but I had to check Emily’s room and make sure she did as I told her. I would never forgive myself if she was still somewhere in the house. I ran down the hall to Emily’s room, and relief washed over me. The window was open, and the screen was pushed out. I sat on the windowsill and threw my legs over. A small jump and Jason and I were out of the house. I shifted Jason’s leg and drew my Glock.
“Hold on to me tight, okay?” I whispered.
His arms and legs tightened. I stalked around the side of the house mindful that I had Jason’s little body in front of mine. I hated that I didn’t have any other options, he was safest in my arms.
Lenox met me on the side of the house and took the lead walking us to the front of the house. The Camaro was gone. Lenox’s SUV was in the street still running, passenger side door open.
“Where’s Levi?”
“Tailing Emily,” Lenox answered as I got in the passenger seat still holding Ja
son. He slammed the door closed and rounded the hood.
“You okay, bud?” I asked.
“I’m scared. I want my Mommy,” he answered with his face buried in my neck.
“I know. We’re going to get her now. She’s okay and waiting for you.”
I tried to reassure him, but I had a bad fucking feeling that Lenox wasn’t telling me something.
Lenox got in the SUV, and before I could ask him what was going on, Jason’s head came off my shoulder, his hands went to my face, and with a surprising strength, he gripped my face.
“Do you promise?” His blue eyes that looked so much like his mother’s bore into mine.
I was so proud of Jason – for not freaking out, for wanting to take care of his mom, for being so brave. With a renewed sense of purpose and the knowledge I could not let him down, I answered, “I promise.”
His head went back to my shoulder, and I buckled the seatbelt around both of us.
Lenox was already out of Emily’s neighborhood and speeding down the main road. The aftermarket GPS display had two dots blinking about twenty miles ahead of our location.
“Why is Levi following Emily?” I asked.
“Because Gains is following Emily,” he answered.
I grabbed Lenox’s cell out of the cradle and started to dial Emily.
“Don’t bother, Levi’s on with her. He’s giving her directions to the shed. Clark and Connor are already there waiting for Gains and Emily.
Motherfucker. If Emily got hurt, it would be my fault. In my haste to get her away from the house, I unknowingly put her in more danger.
Hang in there, baby. We’re right behind you.
I prayed that she could hear me.
Chapter Fifteen
Emily
Hands down, the hardest decision I had ever made was trusting that Jasper would take care of Jason. I smelled smoke and had to fight every motherly instinct not to rush to help my child. Jasper promised he would get Jason, and I had to trust him. If Liam was there, I’d rather him go after me than find Jason.
When the phone in my lap rang, I thought it was going to be Jasper telling me to turn around and come back to get them. Instead, it was Levi instructing me to stay calm, and he was going to give me directions where to go. When the car behind me sped up and bumped the car, Levi cursed a string of foul words and told me to speed up, explaining that it was Liam in the car behind me. Now here I was speeding down the highway with Liam following me and Levi following us both.
“You’re doing great, Emily. Keep your speed steady. Lenox checked in, Jasper and Jason are both fine and heading our way.” His announcement assuaged my worst fears. Thank God Jasper got him out. “Now, let’s get you to the shed.”
“Thank you,” I said trying to stay focused on the road, but my relief was overwhelming, and it was hard to stay focused on the road.
“There’s going to be a turn up here…”
Levi was cut off when Liam rear-ended me again, hard this time, making me lurch forward in the seat.
“Shit!” I yelled.
“Stay calm. There’s a bend in the road, you have to drop your speed to take the curve. I want you to slow down by ten, downshift into fourth gear.” I did as he instructed and the engine whined in protest. My RPMs revving higher than I’m sure Jasper would be happy about.
“I see the bend,” I told him.
“Good. I want you to brake into the turn and accelerate out.”
“Okay.”
I started the turn, and then began to accelerate.
“Jam that bitch in fifth and gun it. Now.”
I shifted into fifth and slammed my foot on the peddle, the car shooting forward like a bat out of hell. This would’ve been exhilarating if I didn’t have my crazy ex behind me trying to run me off the road.
“Perfect. You have approximately eight miles until the road bends left. Same thing, brake in, slam out. When you bank left, I might lose sight of you. After the bend, you’ll be three miles from your turn off. On the right side of the road, you’ll see mile markers. It’s gonna be hard to see them – pay attention. Pass three. Right after the third one there will be a yellow marker on the right. Turn right down the dirt road with the yellow marker. Got it?”
“Yes,” I answered, and prayed I could remember.
“Repeat it back to me,” he demanded, as I sped down the road, the speedometer hovering over ninety miles per hour.
“Three-mile markers. Turn right at the yellow marker,” I repeated.
“Perfect.”
I had gained a good distance from Liam, and the left bend was coming up fast. I slowed my speed and took the turn. Hitting the gas once again I was almost to ninety.
“I’ve lost sight of you, tell me what you see?”
“First marker.” A few seconds later. “Second marker.”
“Drop your speed. You're almost there,” he calmly told me.
“Third marker.” I hit the brakes and saw the yellow marker. Fuck I was still going too fast. “Shit.”
I made the turn, the car fishtailing. I fought to regain control on the narrow dirt road. There were trees on either side not giving me much room to maneuver. The car straightened out, and I slowly pressed the accelerator not wanting to go off the road.
“I made the turn,” I announced.
“Great. The road dead ends in a half a mile. Keep your speed up.”
“Rocks are flying up hitting the car,” I complained.
“Fuck the car. Jasper’s more worried about you. The car can be replaced.”
I would examine Levi’s words at a later time when I could enjoy the suggestion of his statement.
“I can see an old building. It has a white roof,” I told him.
“Awesome. You did great. Gains blew by the turn-off, I’m staying with him. Don’t hang up with me. I want to hear Clark or Connor before I go,” he said.
“I don’t know…”
“Stay strong. You’re almost done.”
I sucked back the tears that were threatening to fall and slowed the car, finally coming to a stop in front of the building. Connor and Clark both ran to the car. Connor opened the driver side door pulling me out, the phone falling off my lap on the ground.
“Shit. Wait a second, Connor.” I bent down and picked up the phone hoping we hadn’t lost the connection. “You still there?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“I’m here, with the guys.”
“Clark?” Levi asked.
“All clear here,” he answered. “Lenox and Jasper are ten minutes out.”
“Headed west on I-15. Lenox has the plate info,” Levi told Clark.
“Copy that,” Clark said.
“Wait. Don’t hang up.” I brought the phone closer to my mouth.
“Still here.”
“Thank you, I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“Anytime, girl. You did great. Jasper will be proud. Out.”
The phone went dead, and my legs went wobbly. Connor wrapped his arms around me and helped me inside the building. He sat us down on a tattered old, ugly couch that looked like it had been brought here after being found on the side of the road. I would’ve questioned how sanitary it was to sit on if I wasn’t so shaky.
Clark came over with a bottle of water, and weirdly enough, a chocolate bar. I took the water and shook my head at the chocolate.
“Trust me, it will help with the adrenaline rush,” he told me.
“Thanks.” I took the chocolate bar and gulped my water. My mouth felt like I had eaten a handful of cotton balls.
Clark was on his phone pacing by the front door when I heard tires skidding on the gravel out front. Surely it couldn’t have already been ten minutes?
The door slammed open, and Jasper stalked in, barefoot, no shirt, and my boy in his arms. There had never been a better sight, ever!
I jumped up and ran to meet them at the door. He took one arm off Jason and pulled me into them, hugging me close.
“Hey sweetheart, are you alright?” I asked Jason.
“I was scared,” he said, wrapping one of his arms around me as well.
“I’m so sorry.” I cried with my arms wrapped around both of them. “So, so, sorry.”
We stood hugging for several minutes, Jasper whispering sweet words of encouragement into my hair. Everything from, you were so brave to I’m so proud of you. Finally, he kissed the top of my head and pulled back just enough to see my face. “Thank you for trusting me.”
I was too overcome with emotion to answer him, instead on impulse I rolled up on my tippy toes and pressed my lips to his. I didn’t care if the other guys saw. And while I should’ve cared if my son saw, I figured that the man had saved his life and Jason would understand.
“Let’s get you two on the couch for a minute while I talk to the guys,” Jasper suggested, moving us across the room.
“You can let go now, bud. You did great,” Jasper said and kissed Jason on the top of his head.
Don’t even think it. I kept repeating in my mind. But I couldn’t stop myself – Jasper holding Jason, protecting him, comforting him – hope bloomed and spread taking over every faraway fantasy I’d ever had about finding a man to love me and Jason. A man like Jasper.
“You kept your promise,” Jason said and kissed Jasper's cheek.
“A man always keeps his promises.”
Jason crawled into my arms. He was safe. They were safe.
Jasper’s hand grabbed the back of my head and kissed me. His was longer than the one I had given him. He let his lips linger on mine. “Things have changed,” he said.
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