I’m also not done being a stupid idiot because I ask her, “Did you and Mason use protection?”
Her face ashens. “How do you know about him? Did Harper—It’s none of your damn business!” She jerks at her hand. “Let me go, Jordan.”
I do the only thing I can think of to get her to stop trying to shove me off. I thrust my hips forward. The head of my cock breaches her entrance, and the fire that was lighting her gorgeous hazels changes from one of anger to desire.
“And for the record, it is my business because you’re mine.”
I push in another inch, and the moan that escapes her lips is music to my ears. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. Fuck, she’s tight.
I push in the rest of the way and hold still, staring deeply into her hooded eyes.
She arches into me. “Please, Jordan. Move. We’ll fight later.”
Because I’m a jealous asshole and want to erase every memory in her mind of her and Mason, I slowly slide out, then slowly push back in. The sound she makes is pornographic.
Sweat beads on my brow, and I grit my teeth. Determined to hold back until she gives me what I want, I resist her attempts to get me to fuck her faster, harder, deeper.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
I bend to her breast and fondle her nipple with my tongue, knowing now how easily I can get her to come this way. Her head thrashes on the pillow, and I feel the telltale flutters of her pussy around my cock telling me she’s almost there. So, I stop.
“Jordan, please,please.”
I wait for her flutters to subside, then switch to the other breast.
“No!” she cries when I stop again.
“I need to hear you say it, then I’ll give you what we both want.”
If she thinks I’m going to stand by next week and watch her and Mason pick up where they left off, she’s sorely mistaken.
It’s official. I lose all brain cell function when I’m jealous.
“Say it, Douglass. Stop denying what we both want.”
When I try to kiss her, she attempts to bite me. Such a wildcat.
“The last time I told you I loved you, you called me Amelia, then promptly threw my naked ass out into the hallway.”
I know I should dissect that more, and I will, but right now I’m stuck on the fact she just said she loved me.
“You loved me?”
Her eyes widen and her lips part in shock. “That’s not what I meant.”
“That’s what you literally just said,” I argue.
“That’s not what I—” She gasps loudly when I start to move, fucking her in measured, punctuated thrusts.
When I go to kiss her this time, she doesn’t fight me. I make love to her mouth the same way I make love to her pussy. I feel her walls spasm, and I’m right there with her.
Before we fall over the edge into bliss, I tell her, “And just so you know whereIstand, I’m falling in love with you.”
Chapter 38
“I’m falling in love with you.”
It feels bizarre to cry and climax at the same time, which is exactly what I’m doing. But I can’t stop either. Things only intensify when Jordan nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, groaning the sexiest sound as he comes inside me. If I’m dreaming, I never want to wake up.
