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  “That’s a fucking lie, Jenna. Please tell me you didn’t believe that all these years.”

  I run my hands through my hair aggravatedly.

  “I knew my father was capable of spinning lies at that point. After all, he is a politician. I just didn’t think he was so heartless as to keep his own daughter and grandson prisoners. I had no access to the outside world. He even put locks on the windows. The only reason I got to keep Cory is because I threatened to go to the press about his abuse.”

  “That son of a bitch! I’m going to find him and kill him!”

  I boil over, jumping up and grabbing my car keys. I don’t know where to find Martin, but I will. I grab my phone to see who I can call to find out his whereabouts. I have plenty of political connections in New York who can destroy him.

  “Jax, no! He’s not worth it!” Jenna yells, flying off the couch and knocking the phone out of my hand.

  “Please, I finally have you here. I don’t want to risk losing you on some revenge mission.”

  She wraps her arms around my waist in a tight grip as she pleads with me. Relishing in the warmth of her hug, I rub her back soothingly as she cries against my shirt. I move her over to the couch and sit down as I hold her body to my chest.

  “I hoped you’d come back for me one day,” she cries into my neck. “Why’d it take so long?”

  She looks up at me, and I can see the pain in her eyes.

  “I wanted to prove myself to your father, but I realize now that he doesn’t matter. I wanted to prove myself to you—to come back a rich man who can give you all the things you’re used to, and more. But the reason I didn’t come back for you right away is because I was afraid I’d hurt you.”

  Jenna looks at me, confused.

  “I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”

  “That night, I did, though. It was your first time, and I didn’t go easy…”

  “What in the world ever gave you the idea that I didn’t love every second of that night?” she asks, wide-eyed.

  She looks down at my pants and then back into my eyes.

  “What makes you think I didn’t love every inch of you?”

  The edges of my mouth form a smile, and my dick hardens instantly.

  “Your father told me you came home crying that night, saying that I had hurt you and that you never wanted to see me again.”

  She punches the side of the couch angrily. I flinch in surprise at the built-up aggression in my sweet Jenna. Taking me by surprise again, she climbs into my lap and pulls me into a needy kiss. My fists grab onto her waist, bunching her t-shirt up. As I run my fingers along the material of the bathing suit she has on underneath her shirt, I’m disappointed to not be touching bare skin.

  Jenna’s tears roll down her cheeks as we make out. Seven years of love, anger, lust, and pain are mixed into our kisses.

  “I love you, Jenna. I have always loved you, and I always will. Everything I do is for you. This,” I motion to my suit, “…was all for you.”

  She pulls me to her lips by my loosened tie.

  “I love you, Jax.”

  She kisses me eagerly as she moves around on top of my aching cock. My heart and erection leap in unison at Jenna’s words and the rocking of her hips.

  Each gyration of her body increases the certainty I feel that I can never live without her again.

  Chapter Nine

  Jenna

  It’s been so long since I’ve felt human contact from someone other than Cory. Sitting on top of Jax, I can feel his huge erection underneath me. I need him inside me. I undo his tie and shirt, revealing his chiseled chest. He must work out now. His muscles used to be from manual labor, but now I can tell they are from hours at the gym. Jax’s hands move underneath my shirt to massage my breasts. His nimble fingers undo the tie on my bathing suit.

  As I suck on his Adam’s apple, I continue to grind against his cock.

  “Oh God, Jenna,” he growls, lifting my shirt over my head.

  He pulls the bathing suit down to my waist and buries his face in my chest. Suddenly, I remember Cory asleep in the bedroom. What if he wakes up and finds me riding his father topless?

  “We can’t do this here,” I say as he circles one of my nipples with his tongue. “Cory.”

  Jax nods but doesn’t give me a chance to get off of him. He holds my legs around his waist and carries me into the bedroom as if I weigh twenty pounds. His hard chest is pressed against mine as I hold on tight.

  “I love your thick thighs wrapped around me,” Jax growls. He licks the shell of my ear as my center quivers.

  He throws me on the bed, causing my breasts to bounce, and making them almost hit me in the face. As Jax closes the door, I unbutton my shorts quickly. Like a predator waiting to pounce on his prey, Jax watches me shimmy out of my bottoms. I pull down the rest of my one-piece bathing suit, leaving me completely naked.

  I instinctively cover my belly. I haven’t gotten any thinner since he last saw me. Plus, I now had stretch marks from my pregnancy.

  “Move your hands.”

  “Jax, my body is a little different since I’ve had Cory.”

  He pulls my arms away from my belly and shakes his head.

  “Somehow, you’re even sexier.”

  He takes ahold of my ankles and slowly spreads my legs apart. I feel my pussy lips open for him, as if they’ve been waiting. Jax licks his lips. I squirm when the cold from the air conditioning hits my center.

  “I’ve missed my little girl,” he says, leaning down and licking from my clit down to my opening.

  I groan loudly. Jax pulls his huge biceps free from the sleeves of his shirt and tosses it aside. He immediately goes back to licking me. His tongue is pointed as he drags it slowly from the top of my slit to the bottom.

  “Don’t play with me,” I whimper. “It’s been too long. Fuck me, Jax. Fuck me hard. You won’t hurt me.”

  I run my fingers through his hair and look at him with utter trust. His lips curl into a smile. He kisses my clit before unbuckling his pants. His head is already peeking out of the material of his boxer briefs. He pulls his dick out, and I can’t help but grab onto it.

  “You have the most beautiful cock.”

  He smiles at my compliment before asking in a husky voice, “Where do you want it?”

  “In my pussy,” I whisper. My own naughty words turn me on even more.

  Jax remains standing at the foot of the bed. He grabs ahold of each of my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the mattress. Before I even know what hit me, his gigantic dick shoves into me. There is no time to adjust as he plows into me repeatedly, causing my entire body to quiver. My inner walls clench his shaft, making the fit even tighter. Jax’s fingers dig into the trembling flesh of my thighs as he holds onto them. My breasts ache as they bounce wildly.

  Jax slows down for a moment so that we can both catch our breath. He takes measured and shallow strokes. Pressing his thumb onto my clit, Jax rubs it in a circular motion, causing little ripples to course through my core. My eyes close as my body turns to putty from Jax’s cock massaging my opening while his fingers work on my clit.

  Little sighs of pleasure begin to escape my lips, but then Jax unexpectedly withdraws himself from me completely. I open my eyes to find out why he has stopped. Before I can process anything, though, he throws my legs over his shoulders and shoves his dick back inside of me roughly. I groan loudly. He pulls all the way out of me again, and I whimper like a puppy. The contrast of being full of his cock to being left empty is delicious torture. He continues to toy with me. Every time he leaves my body, my pussy eagerly awaits his return.

  “Jax, you feel so good,” I coo, trying to reach his hips to keep him attached to me.

  “Daddy’s home,” he says, looking at me with a devilish grin.

  He places sweet kisses along my calf as it lies on his shoulder. He begins to suck on my leg as he withdraws his cock. He nips me hard enough for me to feel a pinch, but not hard enough for me to complain.
Jax thrusts back into me as hard as he can. He pumps into me furiously, leaving the teasing behind. He grunts with every stroke.

  “You’re so tight,” he grits his teeth.

  “I’m close,” I moan. “So fucking close.”

  My moans become higher pitched with each lash his cock delivers to my pussy.

  “Come for me, Jen.”

  He grabs ahold of my nipple and twists it. I shriek in pleasure as I gush all over his cock. My orgasm sets Jax off as his thick seed fills me. Like a greedy vacuum, my walls milk him dry.

  “Ugh,” Jax groans and dips his head down to bite my thigh.

  He is still pumping his come into me, and my senses go into overload as I shudder and tumble over the edge again.

  As we ride out our orgasms together, my legs ache from being stretched over his large shoulders, and my pussy is a tender, sticky mess.

  Jax places my legs down and slowly slides his cock out of me. My walls clench around him, not wanting him to leave. Our juices trickle down to my ass, making me squirm on the bed.

  I expect Jax to lay next to me, but instead, I feel his weight on top of me.

  “Hi,” he smiles down at me.

  “Hey.”

  His body covers mine completely. I’ve never felt so safe and protected before. I move my hands to his arms as he hovers over me, and he kisses me so deeply, my toes curl. I hook one of my legs around his tight ass. His semi-erect dick lays across my slit. He moves his hips, making his cock head rub against my swollen clit.

  “Mmm,” I groan.

  Jax nibbles my bottom lip as my eyes close. Before I know what’s happening, he flips me over and plops me on top of his washboard abs.

  “I’ll hurt you,” I protest, trying to slide off of him.

  Jax grabs onto my thighs and presses me down lower. His cock is now fully erect and rubbing between my fat ass cheeks.

  “You could never hurt me. Just don’t leave me.”

  He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me into a rough kiss. With his free hand, he reaches between us and shoves his dick inside me. From this position and angle, he hits my g-spot, instantly sending me into another mind-blowing orgasm, with barely any movement from either of us.

  I pull away from his lips to scream, and Jax immediately covers my mouth with his hand. Shit, I hope I didn’t wake Cory. I fall against Jax’s chest and bite his shoulder to muffle my scream.

  Jax’s hands grab my ass and push me down onto his cock roughly. My tits mash into his chest as he forces me to ride him, his dick pistoling in and out of me.

  I pull away from his shoulder to breathe. Jax takes the opportunity to bury his face into my tits. He nibbles all over them before taking a nipple between his teeth. He clamps down and slaps my ass.

  “You like my fat cock inside that cunt of yours?”

  “Uh-huh,” I nod.

  His sexy voice saying dirty words brings me closer to what feels like my twentieth orgasm.

  His cock head pushes against my cervix, and my walls are a quivering mess. My clit continuously throbs from the constant contact with Jax’s huge cock.

  “It’s so good,” I gasp, pushing myself up with my hands and looking down into his blue eyes. “Fuck me, Jax,” I grit, humping him with all of the energy I have left.

  Jax grabs a firm hold of my hips and keeps me still. I whimper and start to protest. He pulls me halfway off of his dick before ramming me with it. His hips rise off the bed as he continuously pounds me. My double D tits are hitting me in the face, so I lean back to avoid them. I brace myself on Jax’s thighs, gripping them tightly.

  His eyes are intense as he looks at me.

  “Sweetheart, you look so fucking hot right now,” he says, gritting his teeth.

  He runs one hand over my stomach. I don’t shy away from his touching the area I am most self-conscious about. Jax has proven that he worships my body. He grabs my left tit and moves his other hand off of my hip to grab the right one.

  “Now it’s your turn to fuck me, Jen,” he says.

  He pinches both nipples, sending shooting pleasure pains through them all the way down to my core. I grab tighter onto his muscular thighs, my nails digging into his flesh. I bounce up and down on Jax’s cock as hard and as quickly as I can. The room is filled with the squishy sound our combined juices are making as I ride him.

  Jax releases his grip on my tits so that one hand can grab a handful of my ass cheek and slap it. I grunt like an untamed animal, and he does it again. His other hand moves to my clit. He furiously rubs me as his fingers dig into my fleshy ass simultaneously.

  “Oh God,” I say breathlessly.

  My legs give out on me, and I fall forward. Jax flips me over in one fluid motion. He knows how physically exhausted I am from having come so many times already.

  He runs a hand through my sweaty hair as he thrusts slowly and gently, giving me time to catch my breath. He kisses my lips and then sucks on my neck, knowing how sensitive it is. My hips start rising to meet his again as he sucks hard on the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. My arms wrap around his brawny back, feeling his muscles flex with every movement. He nibbles the top of my breasts. The sensation is a delicious mixture of tickles, pinches, and shivers. I bite my bottom lip and drag my nails down his back.

  “Are you ready?”

  “Make me come again,” I beg.

  “Only if I can come with you.”

  He claims my mouth with his.

  As he kisses me, he grabs my leg from around his waist and pushes it back roughly. He does the same to my other leg so that I am spread eagle.

  He sits up on his knees, his dick sliding out a few inches. My pussy grabs him, demanding its orgasm. Jax puts pressure on my legs as he pumps softly.

  “Don’t move your fucking legs,” he demands when I try to put one down.

  His tone takes me by surprise, but when I look into his eyes, he winks.

  “Will you punish me if I do?” I ask saucily, rocking into his pelvis, wanting more.

  He pinches my clit, and I let out a throaty groan.

  “Do you want to be punished?” he grunts, putting more force behind his thrusts.

  “Punish me with that big cock of yours.”

  He loses it and slams into me, pushing my head into the bedpost. My legs hook around his hips, pulling him deeper into me. Jax squeezes my clit between his fingers. It’s tender and sore, but all of the sensations are driving me over the edge yet again.

  “I’m going to come,” I announce.

  “Not without me,” Jax says, slamming into me so hard that my entire body shakes from the inside out.

  My pussy convulses around Jax’s cock as he falls on top of me and shoots his load inside of me. I shudder as wave after wave of orgasm ripples through our bodies. Jax hugs me through our orgasm as he lazily sucks on my nipple. His dick stays inside of me; neither one of us cares to disconnect right away.

  Oh my God, I missed this so much. I missed Jax holding me, loving me, wanting me. I fall asleep in Jax’s arms, my body completely spent but my heart full.

  Chapter Ten

  Jax

  My eyes open to see Jenna’s curly brown hair splayed across my chest. The feeling of her in my arms is as if my heart is being hugged. She is meant to be with me. This is how we will begin every morning—her gorgeous tits mashed against my chest, her curls tickling my neck, and her luscious thighs spread over mine.

  I don’t want to move, but I have to use the bathroom. As soon as I start to roll away, Jenna’s arm wraps tighter around my waist. That is too fucking cute. I gently pull her off of me and head to the bathroom ass-naked.

  When I come back to the bedroom, Jenna is sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

  “Hey, Sleeping Beauty,” I smile.

  “Hi,” she blushes, seeing me standing here in the nude.

  I slide onto the bed and kiss her gently.

  “How’d you sleep?”

  “Like a log. You wore me out.”

  H
er smile hits her eyes.

  “Me? You wore me out with that little pussy of yours. It was a workout.”

  I squeeze her thigh. She blushes deeper, and I kiss her lovingly.

  “So, what’s the plan?”

  I lace my fingers with hers and look into her brown eyes. I can see they’re a little concerned, but excited at the promise of a future together after seven years of separation.

  “The plan is to press charges against your father for what he did to you.”

  Just saying those words causes my anger to come racing back to me. I want revenge on Martin Jones.

  “Jax,” she sighs. “I want to be done with him, and with my mother, too. I don’t want to see them or hear from them ever again. I don’t even want to share the same name as them.”

  I tuck a lock of hair behind her ear.

  “The name thing can be arranged very easily,” I give her a sideways smirk.

  She laughs, but I’m serious. I plan to marry her someday.

  “You will be mine, Jenna Morrison. Bound to me in every way.”

  Her chest rises and falls underneath my t-shirt as she bites her bottom lip upon hearing her first name paired with my last name. She buries her head in my shoulder. Her lips kiss my skin, and I feel the tears that follow. I pick her chin up to look at me.

  “I will make damn sure no one will ever hurt you.”

  She nods and shimmies around to the front of me. She kisses me and pushes me down onto the bed. Jenna straddles my waist before lying on top of me. I hold her until the sun comes up as we talk about our lives, but mostly about Cory.

  “I wish I could have been there,” I sigh regretfully.

  Jenna looks up at me and nods.

  “Me too. I even tried to get Bianca to get a message to your sister, but she didn’t know where you were. When you didn’t show up ever again or even write, I allowed myself to believe that you didn’t really love me.”

  I feel like shit hearing her say that, but I keep reminding myself that none of this was our fault.

  “I did write you, Jen,” I sigh, rubbing my thumb across her cheek.