His smile is more seductive than friendly. He runs a hand through his hair as he closes the space between us. His arm snakes around my waist and he caresses my cheek with the back of his fingers. Flecks of gold swirl in his eyes. I breathe him in. He smells like the smoke from his cigars mixed with his cologne. A scent I’d normally dislike but it somehow adds to Jagger’s seductive nature. He kisses me sweetly, keeping the heat below seduction.
“It was the damndest thing. I don’t know if you’d believe me, but I was home listening to music when I realized I miss you.”
“Huh? That’s damn weird. Almost creepy,” I joke. “How dare you miss me?”
He smirks then slides my hands up his chest then around the back of his neck. We’re so close I can feel his heart beating. His breath tickles my neck when he whispers in my ear.
“Even crazier, I had a strong urge to dance with you.”
He pulls the remote out of his pocket and presses play.
Stand Stillby Sabrina Claudio floats in as he puts the remote on the table without breaking contact. He stares me in the eyes during the intro, repositioning his hands where he wants them. One on my lower back and the other on my hip.
He moves his hips when the beat begins driving the song. Leading me in a sensuous rhythm. I graze my nails up his neck until my fingers get lost in his hair. He shivers and teases his bottom lip with his teeth. I don’t know if it’s his plan but I feel thoroughly seduced. I have butterflies. My nipples ache, my heart is racing, and my panties are damp. I’m suddenly a big fan of dancing with Jagger. He’s teasing me. Jagger slides his nose near mine, allowing his lips to be a hair away from kissing me then retreating.
The hand he had on my lower back slips lower and squeezes my ass.
Fuck it.I grab his face and take the kiss I want. His beard tickles my fingertips when he deepens the kiss. I tug at his shirt but he breaks the kiss with a teasing chuckle. He spins me and pulls my back flush against his chest. His erection pokes my ass as he makes me reach behind and cup his neck again. His teeth graze my neck while his fingers trace a path down my chest, between my breasts, and down my stomach until the rest just under the band of my pants. My pussy throbs for attention.
He steps away when the song ends, my skin wants to cry.
“Thank yo—"
I pull him to me by his t-shirt before he can finish. I suck on his neck as I slide my other hand in his jeans. He grunts and pulls my hand out just as it reaches his dick.
“Damn,” he growls and traps my hands behind my back. “I’m trying to be a gentleman,” he tells me, then traces my lips with the tip of his tongue. “Who told you all this sex was necessary, ma’am?”
I laugh at his words. “You’re so full of shit.” He grins but smacks my ass.
“If you want to be spanked, earn it.” His tone makes me throb. “But do you like cuddling?”
“I love it,” I admit and pull off my tank top. His eyes drop to my bare breasts. It’s one of the perks of not having huge breasts; I can get away with not wearing bras with everything. “Is that what you want to do?”
His heated eyes return to mine. “I honestly didn’t come to seduce you.” He discards his shirt and drops it on the couch. I’m amused by the contradiction between his words and actions but his expression is serious when he continues to speak. “I want to hold you.”
I’m stumped because I believe him yet this serious side is somehow more seductive. He scoops me up and carries me to the bedroom. I lose my ballet flats on the way. Jagger places me in the bed. He holds my gaze even in the low light, as he strips me of everything but my panties. Then he does the same to himself then crawls to me on the bed.
“I apologize for giving you mixed signals. I want to explain,” he begins. “I like sex. I love to fuck, but I’m also a huge fan of intimacy and having a connection with my partner. I’ve left the fuck for fun stage a long time ago. If my dick comes out, it’s never meaningless.” He lies on his stomach facing me and rests his chin on his right palm. His left hand traces a pattern on my belly. “Marrying you Saturday, means I chose you. You’ll be mine and I’ll be yours. Layla will never be an issue in our relationship.”
He drops a kiss on my belly. His beard tickles my tummy when he rests his head on it. I run my fingers through his curls. I’m touched by his words but I want to be realistic.
“I don’t expect you to get over years in a few days, Jag,” I confess. “I just want to know you’ll be present in the meantime.”
Jagger scoots up and lies on his side and pulls me to face him. “And I’m telling you,Kar. I won’ttry. I’lldo. If we’re being tethered together, we’ll be the greatest to ever do it. Prepare to be stupid in love with me, Sweet Baby. I’m all in.”
He pulls me to him until my head is on his chest and I’m nestled in his arms. Problem is, I think it’s already started.
Chapter Ten
Karessa
Jagger gets on my nerves.He doesn’t have many favorites which means I had to wing it on the last items during crunch time. When I asked him his favorite color he said pussy then pulled me into his lap and fingered me until I came. I’d cussed at him so he grabbed my jaw, kissed me breathless then told me I was on time out. He only laughed when I pointed out I wasn’t a child. I soon found out what he meant. I’ve been banned from sex until after we’re married. Part of me worries something is wrong since he left me at the hotel but he sent a dick pick this morning.
It’s effective because I feel capable of running down the aisle just to get some and it pisses me off. He’s satan.
“Oh you look sexy,” my mom says from behind.
I didn’t know how she’d feel about the dress and the illusion of it being completely see-through. But she snaps as I twirl like the model she was. She giggles and claps. I love that she was never sad that none of us followed in her footsteps.
