"How did I not know?" Tears streamed from my eyes as I lifted them to Jessop's face. "I'm not lovable."
"Sweetheart, you're so lovable that I don't plan on letting you go." He brushed a soft kiss on my lips. "I did a good job hiding my feelings from you. For years. Until recently. Aiden always knew how I felt. That bastard?—"
I swiftly covered his mouth with my hand. "Don't mention him right now." I paused. "Did you love me, or do you love me?"
He smiled. "Babe, I love you."
Seconds later, I threw myself into his arms. "I love you, too. I never imagined I'd be able to say that."
"This isn't the best time to talk about it, but I know you're upset with me for how I behaved after the most incredible sex of my life. I wanted to get everything out in the open so we could move forward.
"Rosie and Dodge are here because I want you to be safe, and I trust them."
"But you're not telling me what's going on."
Jessop scowled, then shook his head. "Rosie had a message from Rhodes." He grimaced. "It was what he would do to me if anything happened to his wife."
"Ah! I thought?—"
“—that we were keeping things to ourselves."
I nodded with embarrassment.
Jessop scanned the room and caught my gaze. "Do you want to sleep in my room?” His cheeks reddened.
"I'd love to."
"It's very manly in here.”
Jessop paused and looked at me. "Manly, huh?"
"Yes." I paused. "You know, I love the kitchen too. Talla told me what you two did with it. You remembered our design boards from high school."
"Babe, you had everything pink!" He shook his head, a smile spreading across his mouth. "We did incorporate some pink, though."
I snickered. "I still like pink."
He smiled and stepped into my personal space, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. "I can't believe I get to touch you like this."
"You can touch me a lot more if you'd like."
The heat in his eyes intensified, and my body grew hot and achy.
"I'd like that very much," he said quietly, his voice low and hoarse. I shuddered as he drew closer, his lips just inches from mine.
My heart sped up as I waited for his next words. His warm breath touched my skin, sending a rush of excitement through me. When his lips finally touched mine, it felt like fireworks had gone off in my chest. He pulled me in until I was pressed against him. My soft curves caressed his firmer ones. Particularly his arousal. He had no way of disguising it. His pulsating length was thick and lengthy. I sighed softly, unable to resist the tremendous yearning that had overtaken me. His hands stroked my body with the same hunger I felt.
My hands crept beneath his shirt and touched warm skin. His stomach quivered at the first touch. I pushed my hands upward, pulling his shirt off with them. He growled, tugging it over his head. My hands massaged his cock through denim. Jessop cursed and pressed his lips to mine in a hard, demanding kiss.
Anxious to get my hands on his flesh, I yanked on the belt and sighed when I finally got it free. I swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. When his jeans fell to the floor, I could feel his hardness in my hands. Jessop's breathing accelerated as I stroked him, and his moans mixed with mine.
"Too many clothes," he mumbled, quickly removing my clothing. His mouth quickly latched onto my breasts, sucking and biting them hastily. I arched my back in delight, feeling the fire between us sizzle. Jessop's fingertips caressed my flesh, inducing incredible pleasure that caused me to gasp and writhe against him.
"I need you, Jessop," I whispered, catching my breath, as he pulled me down onto the bed and helped me get settled. "Inside me, now." I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him closer. I felt the tension rise between us as he thrust deeply inside me. I shuddered from how good he felt. I dug my nails into his shoulders and pulled him down, pressing my lips hungrily against his.
He held me in his arms and took over the desire-filled kiss. My fingers dragged down his body and dug into his buttocks. He shuddered and hardened. With heated eyes, he plowed into me as if he couldn't get deep enough. Each thrust made my pussy tremble with delight. I felt him everywhere. One hand played with a breast and nipple, sending sparks of fire to where his cock stretched me. Meanwhile, his lips and tongue did things to my mouth that made my blood boil.
"Pen," he muttered softly. "I'm there. Come with me."
