“We’d better leave if we want to get to Houston before noon,” Jackson said.
“You’re sure you guys will be all right for a few hours with Colin?” Samantha asked.
Maria looked at her sternly. “What a question. Of course.”
Samantha smiled. “Just checking.”
“Great.” Jackson started edging her toward the door.
“Have fun on your birthday, Samantha,” Gramps said.
“We brought formula, clothes, and everything we could think of that you might need. If a question comes up, call the ranch. The nanny is taking the morning off, but she’ll be near the phone, and she’ll pick him up around one. We won’t be back until later this evening.”
Jackson pulled her arm. “Come on.”
Reluctantly, she let him lead her to the truck. She waved and looked back until Maria, Gramps, and Colin were out of sight. “He will be all right?”
“Of course. We’ve left him with them before.”
“But not when we were going to be so far away.”
“They’ll do fine, and if needed, there’s plenty of help nearby. Relax, it’s your day.”
The ’copter ride went quickly. They soon landed on the roof of the townhouse. Jackson helped her out and then carried the small case they’d brought with them down the stairs.
They stepped inside the closed-up apartment. Samantha turned on the air while Jackson put the bag down inside the master suite. “At last.” Jackson lowered his head and kissed her. “We can change and go shopping for your birthday present—or—we can enjoy our alone time first.” He smiled, making her heart beat faster. “My vote is for the alone time.” His husky tone sent shivers down her spine.
Samantha gave the appearance of giving his idea much thought. She tipped her head and put one finger to her lip. “Hmmm, a difficult decision.” She wrinkled her forehead and then began to very slowly unbutton her blouse.
“I’ll beat you to the shower.” She laughed and ran toward the decadent bathroom.
Jackson caught her and swung her into his arms. “I won.”
He let her down so that her body slid along his. “Let me help you.” He reached for her blouse to finish unbuttoning it.
Her hands went right to his belt buckle, and in seconds, she had her fingers wrapped around his hard, hot cock. She knelt in front of him and ran her tongue along the ridged top. She licked off the salty drop that had seeped out.
He’d let go of her blouse, and now his hands ran through her hair. “This is your birthday, and I’m getting the present.” He gasped as she took him in further, her tongue touching and tasting. She cupped his sac as she tightened her lips on his cock. His hands clenched tighter in her hair.
“Stop, I’m going to lose it. I want to come in you.”
He raised her up to face him. “Hell with the shower. Come here.”
Taking her hand, he guided her to the stool in front of the dressing table. He sat and had her straddle her legs on either side of him.
She guided his cock to her pussy, and Jackson pulled her down. His thick cock went deep. She moved, taking him in even further. His hands cupped her breasts as his mouth found hers.
He filled her and surrounded her. She clenched and unclenched her inner muscles, sending hot pleasure flowing through her veins.
Jackson began to move her up and down. When he raised her, he suckled on her breasts, and then he lowered her and nibbled on her neck. She ached and throbbed for him. “More, more,” she whispered.
Standing, he carried her to the wall, holding her legs around him. Now he surged in and out faster and harder. Her arms tightened around his neck. She matched his rhythm. Her inside muscles clamped around his cock began to quiver, and then a mixture of heat, an ache, and almost unbearable pleasure had her closing down on him hard and hollering his name. His hot seed filled her almost instantly.
Jackson leaned his head on the wall above her. “Woman, you’ll be the death of me.”
Both their hearts pounded against each other. She laughed. “And you me.”
He lowered her feet to the floor. “I did promise Gramps a great-granddaughter,” Jackson said. “We may have succeeded already.”
“I’m certain we’ll have to work on it some more,” Samantha purred into his ear.
Jackson hugged her. “If you insist. First, though, I need to get a present for my wife’s birthday.”
“Do you think she expects a gift?”
“I’m sure.” He kissed her mouth. “She’s a very demanding woman.”
Laughing, Samantha stepped into the shower. Jackson started to follow her. She stopped him. “If you get in, we’ll be late for our lunch engagement.”
“The hell with them. It’s only our two best friends. Let me in there, woman.”
Samantha opened the shower door and her arms. “Your command is my wish, love.”
He moved her hair aside and kissed the spot between her neck and shoulder. “This is your birthday, and I intend to take every advantage I can.” Warm water pulsated over them as their bodies came together.
“Our friends will never forgive us if we don’t show up,” she whispered in his ear.
“Yes, they will,” he whispered back. “I lied about the lunch so we’d have more time alone. Mrs. Haverty called early this morning and rearranged our lunch to dinnertime.”
She laughed as clouds of heat began to surround them, and not just from the water.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Born in Florida, Paige Cameron’s early dreams included being a movie star. Of course, it didn’t happen. Later, she escaped into daydreams full of fascinating stories. Her friends had to endure her reading those tales to them when she began to put them to paper.
There were detours in her life for marriage, children, traveling to foreign countries where her husband’s job took her. She continued to be an avid reader and dream of the day she’d have a book published. She finally got started writing and divorce side tracked her.
Now, happily married to her hero, with grown children, she decided to pursue her dream career, writing.
Also by Paige Cameron
Siren Classic: The Earl’s Intriguing Imposter
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