Page 134 of Lethal Weakness

Finally, his lips drag down the center of my stomach, and my thighs spread wider, allowing space for his shoulders as he buries his head between my legs. “Oh, fuck,” I moan when he laps at my clit.

His own rumble of appreciation leaves his chest, and suddenly my thighs are pinned open as he devours my pussy. His tongue circles inside my hole before traveling up and down, tasting me, consuming me, worshiping me completely.

There’s never been any doubt, but every time I’m alone with Jack, it’s clear that this man loves my pussy.

I’m equally obsessed with his cock, but he uses his strength against me for this one reason only. He will not cum until I have.

Every blowjob turns into me getting thoroughly fucked because he doesn’t have a selfish bone in his body. He can’t see me go without.

Which only makes me want to spoil him more.

His thumbs spread me wide, and he gazes at my center tenderly before french kissing my tight entrance. One of his thumbs starts stroking my clit, and his tongue keeps teasing me. In and out, and down.

Every inch of me is wide open and exposed, and I’ve never felt more free to feel. He could take my ass, or he could chain me up and gag me, and I’d only beg for more.

That’s the safety that I feel with him. The desire.

From hole to hole he ignites fire in my belly, and my hips jerk as I get closer to climaxing. “I’m gonna cum, I’m so clos–”

The tip of his pinky breeches my puckered hole at the same time his thumb pushes inside my pussy, and I explode. My muscles clench down on him as I cry out in ecstasy, filling the room with my screams.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking hot when you cum.” He’s as entranced by my orgasm as I am, continuing to work my clit until my hips arch off the bed. “Scream for me again, Linden.”

“Ah, oh, fuck.” I whimper as he deepens his fingers in my holes, and gasp wildly when his thumb dances over my clit at just the right angle, and… “Jack! Oh my God!”

I cum again, and my trembling thighs clamp together as I ride it out until the end before I collapse, boneless.

Soft, molten kisses pepper the insides of my thighs, and I admire him as I catch my breath. His strong shoulders shift, holding his weight as he kisses my stomach, my chest, my neck.

His lips graze my jaw, but before they can descend on my mouth, I stop him. “Wait, we got carried away… I wanted to talk to you about something important.”

He kisses me anyway, but it’s gentle and swift. “Go ahead, I’m listening.” He dives back to my neck, and it takes me several seconds to remember what I needed to say.

“I decided,” I breathe the words out as he nips at my tender flesh.

His lips still atop my collarbone. “Decided what?”

When I don’t answer, he tips his head back to look at me. I push his long hair off his forehead, running my fingers across his scalp. He’s pliant as he gazes at me, and I take the opportunity to push him onto his side so we can be face to face.

“I want you to make us O’Connors.”

“You’re sure?” He breathes as if he’s truly shocked I’d pick this.

“You’ve saved us so many times, Jack, and I trust you. I love you. Being a part of your family would be an honor.”

“Even if it’s just Kay and me?”

“What more do we need?” I smile, kissing him lightly.

“Just to be clear… The paperwork that I file will also include a marriage certificate. Legally, you’ll be my wife.”

“Just legally?”

“No,” he whispers against my lips. “You’ll be my wife in every sense of the word. Emotionally.” He kisses me. “Physically.” Kiss. “Spiritually.” Kiss. “Eternally.” Kiss.

“That sounds very legitimate to me.” I giggle breathlessly.

He holds me so our noses are close enough to dance against each other. “I wish I was there from the beginning. I wish I could have shown you how easy it is to love you before anyone had the chance to hurt you, but I can do it now, and I will. I need you for as long as I live, Linden.”