"Yes, fuck! Yes!" Lulu's skin flushes as she teeters on the edge.
"Say it out loud," I demand. Lulu should run from my intensity, but goddamn if this woman doesn't drench me with her desire instead.
"I'm yours. I'm yours, Jett." Lulu grips the sheets as I fuck into her like a beast.
"Mine," I growl again, incapable of full sentences, but needing her to know that this is not a one and done. It is not just for tonight. Now that I've had a taste, I am never going to be able to let her go.
"Oh fuck, Jett! Oh God. Yes, yes,yes..." Lulu's cries of pleasure cut off abruptly as her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard, I can't hold back.
"I'm going to fuck a baby into you," I grit out and then come with a roar, any threads of control completely snapped when her body milks my release. Lulu's loud cries prolong my pleasure as she throbs around my cock, and for the first time in my life, I can picture a family in my future.
We fall together in a sweaty heap, and I pull Lulu tight against my chest as I fall to her side.
"That was incredible," Lulu says after a long moment. She's breathless and drowsy. I kiss her forehead in agreement, wanting desperately to profess my love for her, but terrified to scare her away. If it scares her, she's not the one for me, but the thought of losing her is too much to bear. Instead, I focus on the raging storm outside.
She isn't leaving tonight,I assure myself as I try to slow my heartbeat to a healthy range.
I have time.
Time to worship her. Time to win her over. Time to make her mine.
Chapter 5
Lulu
Iwake up in the morning as Jett is taking Cleo out to pee.
"Stay here," he says as he clips her leash onto her little collar.
"Where would I go? I don't have a map, remember?" I laugh as he eyes me one more time before shutting the door behind him.
Jett made me come three more times last night. I don't even think he was awake for the last one, but I was. He fucked me from behind, holding my tits while I rubbed my clit. I've never come so hard in my life.
My legs are sticky with our combined release, and I slip out of bed, grabbing his discarded shirt and my backpack on the way into the bathroom. I use the toilet and give myself a quick sink bath before running my hands through my hair. I borrow some toothpaste and use my finger to clean my teeth, trying to freshen up a bit before he returns.
As I consider putting on a little lipstick, my fingers brush my pill pack. I keep my birth control pills in my wallet—a habit I picked up from traveling and never knowing where I'd be when.I pop the pill from the blister pack, holding it in my palm as a tiny part of me considers not taking it. If I can trust what Jett said to me last night, he would love if I got pregnant, but I don't want to find out it was all his version of dirty talk when it's too late. I throw it into my mouth and wash it down quickly, trying not to be sad.
I thought last night might get this man out of my system. Staying over is not something I ever do with one-night stands, but the storm raged outside all night long, so the roads up here are most likely closed until the park rangers clear us for travel. I'm terrified another day and night with Jett is going to make the heartbreak so much harder.
C'est la vie. Live in the moment,I remind myself, even though deep down, my heart longs to plant roots right in this little cabin.
Giving myself one last look in the mirror, I pad back to the bed and slip under the covers. I prop myself up on the pillows, pulling the sheet against my chest as Jett walks through the doorway. Cleo trots right inside and heads to the kitchen for her breakfast.
Jett hangs up the leash and then turns to me with heated eyes.
I grin at him. He's not done with me yet apparently. "Worried I wouldn't be here?" I ask, and he shakes his head.
"No, but I hoped you'd be naked when I got back. Shirt off," he growls, undressing quickly as he strides toward the bed. He kicks his pants to the side, his hard cock bobbing against his stomach, and my core clenches in anticipation.
As I toss my shirt over the front of the bed, Jett latches onto my nipple and I arch forward, pulling his head against my breast.
"Oh yes," I pant, whimpering with need. He laves at my nipple, grazing it with his teeth until I moan, and then he moves over to the other one to give it the same attention. His fingers slip between my legs, and I throw my head back with a moan.
"Live with me."
Jett's voice cracks into my lust-filled delirium like a whip, and I snap my eyes open.
"What?" I ask on a pant, and he adds a second finger, thrusting in and out as he presses against my clit with the pad of his thumb.
