“Hello, Jackson.”
Kate’s warm voice washed over me, and I looked up to see her standing at my table, smiling sweetly.
“Hey there, blue eyes,” I greeted her with a grin. “Fancy meeting you here.” It was probably a stupid move, but after nine months of waiting, I’d reached the point when I needed to talk to Kate at least once a day or I would lose my fucking mind. So I started frequenting the coffee shop she loved. She was there nearly every day. My only saving grace was that it was near the firehouse, so I had a plausible excuse.
Kate giggled, and her deep blue orbs sparkled. I hoped our daughters had her eyes…then again, maybe not. If our girls looked half as beautiful as Kate, I’d have to lock them in a tower until their golden years.
Her smile turned almost shy, and she blushed before saying, “I hoped…um, it’s always nice to see you.”
Fucking hell. I wanted to yank her onto my lap and kiss the hell out of her. But I swallowed the desire and kept my expression pleasant. “I enjoy seeing you too, Kate.” I noticed no one had called to her, and she hadn’t glanced around as though waiting for someone. “Meeting anyone today?”
She shook her head. “No. My sister was supposed to meet me, but the twins are teething, so she wanted to be home with them. So I came for my fix alone.” Her eyes were glued to my face when she
made her comment, and I wondered—and hoped—that she was referring to me rather than coffee.
I knew I should end the conversation. Say a nice goodbye and kindly dismiss her. Keep my distance. We only had two months left.
Instead, I pushed out the seat next to me and gestured for her to sit. “Lucky me. I could use your advice.”
Kate’s mouth formed a little O, and her eyes went wide. “My advice?”
I laughed at how cute she looked at that moment. “Didn’t you tell me once that you wanted to go into interior design?”
Her nose scrunched up as she thought, and I prayed she wouldn’t realize I was completely bluffing. “Did I?”
“I’m pretty sure…”
Her shoulders bounced as her lips tilted up and she chuckled. “I must have, or how else would you know that?”
Time to change the subject. “How about I grab us a couple of drinks, then I can pick your brain about something?”
I stood but halted when she put a hand on my arm. “You don’t have to—”
My free hand itched to lay on top of hers, but that kind of skin-on-skin contact was just begging for trouble. “I know. But I want to.” Before she could say anything else, I walked to the front counter and ordered us both a drink and a scone.
When I returned with our food, she gave me an odd look as I set it in front of her. “Wow. Since you didn’t ask what I wanted, I figured you’d get me some kind of frou-frou coffee. I can’t believe you guessed my favorite drink.”
“I’m observant,” I explained. Not untrue, but I’d actually learned about it from the dossier I had on her.
Her cheeks turned pink, and she took a sip of her drink before murmuring, “I didn’t realize you noticed me.”
“I notice everything about you,” I admitted.
The pink darkened to crimson, but her eyes twinkled again. “Anyway, I’m buying a new house, and I thought it might be good
to get a designer’s impression on it before making a final decision.” The portfolio on the house was in a folder I’d already set on the table, so I pushed it across to her.
“I don’t have much experience,” she said softly, but her eyes lit up with excitement.
“Thank fuck,” I muttered, too low for her to hear it. Then I raised my voice to a normal decibel. “You have just what I’m looking for.”
That sweet blush covered her cheeks again, and I restrained the desire to bJackson a finger over the pretty color. Instead, I reached over and opened the folder.
Kate’s expression said it all. But I was happy to hear her whisper, “Wow.”
“Do you like it?”
She shook her head, and I frowned. Had I read her wrong? No.
Kate was like an open book.
“Like isn’t a strong enough word,” she said as she flipped to the next page. She read something, then smiled. “Actually, it’s not far from my sister’s house.” Not a coincidence. Grace and Kate were extremely close.
Relief trickled through me, along with a smug satisfaction. I’d known the minute I saw this house that it was meant for Kate. But I wanted to be sure, so I waited for the right opportunity and got lucky today.
The mansion was a limestone chateau modeled after the Palace of Versailles, designed in the style of 17th-century French classicism. Giant iron gates and limestone pillars opened to a driveway lined with trees, creating a grand entrance that led to the two-story house. It was set on half a dozen acres with opulent gardens and open lawns, giving the feel of the French countryside.
It was perfect for a big family, and not just because the grounds provided lots of room for the kids to run around. There were eight bedrooms, a dozen bathrooms, staff quarters, a ballroom, a theater room, and other spaces to enjoy together. After we christened every room in the house, I intended to fill all those bedrooms.As she thumbed through the photos, her face went back and forth between delight and cringing, making me laugh.
“It’s a bit much, isn’t it? That’s why I need help, to figure out how to keep the authenticity while making it a comfortable home for my family.”
Kate stiffened, and after a beat, she briefly glanced at me before returning to the photos.
Rather than demand an explanation, I waited silently for her to put her thoughts together and tell me what was bothering her.
She cleared her throat and asked, “Are you, um, you never mentioned being married.” Her voice sounded so dejected that I was tempted to lay my cards all on the table. But there was still too much time before I could make her mine, too much time for her to be talked out of being with me. Not that she had a choice, but it would be easier to show her our incredible future together by immediately living it.
And putting my kid in her would tie her to me in yet another way. I intended to work on that as soon as she had my ring on her finger. Lucky for me, her body would be ripe and ready for breeding a week after her birthday.
I knew this because I’d had my team keeping track of her doctor visits to make sure she didn’t get a prescription for birth control. When she’d gone to see her gynecologist, I’d nearly blown all my plans by kidnapping her right then and there. However, it turned out to be her yearly checkup—luckily with a female doctor or I would have lost my shit—and after having the records hacked, I found they kept a chart of her cycles.
Knowing I wouldn’t have to wait to knock her up had made me so fucking hot. I couldn’t wait to sink inside her young, virgin pussy and fill her with my seed. I’d fuck her like a man possessed until I knew it had taken root.
I doubted that would change much after she was pregnant, though. My obsession with her knew no bounds. Most would probably consider it an unhealthy fixation, but I didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought except Kate.
Which was why I was so pleased to see that she seemed disappointed by the idea that I might not be free.
“I’m not married, blue eyes. And before you ask, I’m not engaged either.”
“Oh.” She looked up, and her expression was adorably confused. I chuckled and folded my hands together on the tabletop to keep
from touching her. “Future family, Kate.”
She cleared her throat again and tried to sound nonchalant when she asked, “Sounds like you have someone in mind, though.”
“I do,” I answered honestly. “She just doesn’t know how I feel about her yet. Although, if she really thought about it, she could probably figure it out.” My eyes drilled into her, willing her to understand my hint.
Kate’s skin flushed, and she immediately dropped her head down and pretended to pore over the photos again. But I hadn’t missed her relieved smile, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing. She was so damn cute, and I fucking loved that she was so open and honest.
“That’s a big house,” she murmured.
“For a big family,” I agreed. “I’m an only child, and I always knew I wanted my children to grow up with a lot of siblings. I don’t want a quiet and organized life. I want lots of laughter, messes, chaos, and love.”
Kate’s deep blue orbs melted, and she sighed dreamily. “That’s how I grew up, and if I ever have kids, I want them to have the same experience.”
“You will,” I stated. Sooner than you think, blue eyes.
The interior design had been done to match the architecture of the mansion, so it was quite ornate with multiple chandeliers, gold leafing, wrought-iron doors, and multiple other features that made it seem more like a museum.
It needed Kate’s touch to make it a home.
Ismiled warmly at Kate as she pulled out a chair and sat at the table next to mine. “Good morning, blue eyes.” She blushed, like she always did when I called her by that nickname. “You realize that the fact that we bump into each other here so regularly probably means we have a caffeine problem, right?” she teased. Oh, I was there due to an addiction, but it wasn’t caffeine I craved. And I only had a month left before I would finally satisfy that craving. Or at least take the edge off. I would always hunger for Kate. I had no doubt of that. “Some obsessions are worth any price or repercussion,” I responded without a hint of amusement. She opened her mouth, then shut it, then sputtered, “I’m, um, meeting my sister, Grace, but thought I’d say a quick hello.” “I’m glad you did,” I responded happily. “How is the house coming along?” “Your suggestions have been invaluable. I think you’ll be very pleased with the way it’s shaping up.” Biting her lip, she glanced away for a second, an
The corners of my mouth tipped up at her quick backpedal. She hadn’t yet grasped that nothing about my life was a secret to her. But I didn’t have time to get into that. “There’s a problem with one of my foundations that I need to address myself. I didn’t want you to think I wasn’t showing up for coffee for any other reason than the truth. And to know that I will miss seeing you every day.” Her mouth formed an O, and her blue eyes lit with delight. “Me, too.” “I wish like fuck I could kiss you goodbye,” I told her after drawing in a ragged breath. “But I know that once I start, I won’t be able to stop.” Stunned, she stared at me, and I gave in to a smaller temptation, bJacksoning a kiss over the pretty blush on the apple of her cheek. “Be good. Don’t let any little shits put their hands on you, and I’ll see you on your birthday.” Her breathing became choppy, and her tits bounced enticingly, making my cock ache to be inside her. The time away would be even more hell than the past
Spearing Olive with an intense stare, I stated bluntly, “I have a perfectly good reason for not being at her birthday like I promised. But she deserves to hear it first.” Fishing in my pocket, I pulled out a small robin’s egg blue box. “I love her. And I won’t let anything stand between us. So feel free to run to Jeall, the police, or anyone you want, but don’t expect them to find her without a ring on her finger and my last name. Is that clear?” Olive studied me for a moment before nodding. “I want updates from her so I know she’s okay. But dude, if she’s not your wife the next time I see her, you will wish it was Jeall coming after you. Unlike him, I have no balls and therefore no empathy for what it would be like to have them cut off and shoved up my ass.” I couldn’t help the grin that curved my lips, and I shook my head. “You know what, Olive? I believe you.” There was just something about her that told me she wasn’t bluffing. “And thank you for taking care of my girl until it wa
JACKSON Ihanded Kate a bottle of water, then sat in the seat beside her just as a man in a pilot’s uniform walked in through the airplane door. “Sorry I’m late, Jackson. Got stuck in traffic.” Wade was Lake’s preferred copilot and another good friend. “No problem,” I said with a wave. “I certainly didn’t give you much notice, moving the trip up over twenty-four hours.” I gestured to Kate and put my arms around her, pulling her in close and smiling when she melted into my side. “Wade, this is my Kate. Wade’s our copilot.” Lake walked to the door of the cockpit and smiled when he spotted my girl. “Wow, Jackson. You sure know how to pick ’em.” My eyes narrowed in warning, making his grin grow. “Kate, that asshole is Lake. Ignore him.” Lake laughed and greeted Wade, who was putting his stuff into a cubby in the galley. “Hey, Wade. Okay, Jackson, we’ll take off in about five minutes.” “Thanks,” I said with a lift of my chin. Wade pulled the plane door closed and secured it, then they
I gave her what she was asking for, plucking her nipples a few times before breaking the kiss and taking one of the buds in my mouth. While I laved at her tits, I teased her entrance with the tip of my dick. Softly, just kissing the flesh together to stimulate her nerve endings. Eventually, I pushed a little inside, and when her walls clamped down and tried to suck me in further, I knew she was ready.Rising back up, I unhooked her ankles from behind me and placed them on my shoulders. “Just relax, baby,” I crooned. Gently, I pushed in a few more centimeters, then stopped to let her muscles stretch and accommodate my size.She was so tiny. I might have worried about my fat cock being too much for her if I hadn’t known, without a shadow of a doubt, that Kate was made for me.The next time I added a little more, she tensed, and I petted her sex, making sure to bJackson over her clit while I cooed, “Relax, blue eyes. Focus on how good it feels to have me inside you. Filling you. See how
hands on the sides of her head, and her expression was horrified as she turned in a circle, not seeming to see anything in front of her. “Holy crap. We didn’t use a condom. I can’t be the other woman! A pregnant mistress? Holy crap! My parents are going to kill me. Life is not a fairy tale, Kate Weller.”After absorbing her ranting for a minute and then seeing the object in her hand, I caught on to the misunderstanding.“Kate.” She didn’t even register that I’d spoken as she continued to walk around and mutter to herself. I stalked over to her and yanked her into my arms. “Kate!”“Don’t touch me!”I didn’t let her go, despite her struggling.“Let me explain,” I demanded in a tone that said I meant business. She stopped wiggling, but her expression remained angry and resentful.“There is no one else but you.” She opened her mouth, but I shot her a look that had her snapping it shut. “There hasn’t been for a very long time.”I grabbed the wrist of her hand that was tightly clenched shut
“Jackson, you have to stop,” Kate moaned as I slid my lips up her neck to nibble on her ear. “My client needs this tomorrow.”Even with two babies, Kate was kicking ass at her degree in interior design. I was so fucking proud of her, and I supported her in any way I could. She’d also snagged an apprenticeship with a very prestigious firm due to a recommendation from one of her teachers. They’d offered her a full-time job when she graduated, but she decided to go freelance so she could control her hours and workload, giving her the option when she was home with our kids. She still had a year to go, and already, she was building up a strong clientele.Kate was standing at the kitchen counter, working on her laptop. I’d come up behind her, pressing my erect cock into her juicy ass while I splayed my hands over her still-flat belly.I’d called her parents as soon as she left the station and asked them to keep the kids a little longer tonight. I left out that it was so we could properly ce
When I open my eyes again, Layla is bent over with her sweet ass in the air again.Fuuuck.twoLayla“What are you doing?” Uncle Jay's voice barks at me.I straighten and hold up the ring clutched between my fingers. “It was my mother's.” I show it to him. “It’s too big for me, so it keeps sliding off my finger, but I couldn't leave it behind.”He grunts by way of answer as he marches over to me and opens the passenger door of his SUV. He's standing so close to me, I can smell the spicy scent of his cologne.My eyes travel up to his firm jaw. His big chest is heaving up and down. “Are you sure you're okay, Uncle Jay?” I ask him again.His nostrils flare, and he visibly swallows, but instead of answering, he tells me, “Get in the car, princess.”Princess. I instinctively clench my legs together. I don't know why that word from his lips affects me. All I know is it causes a pulsing at the apex of my thighs.My legs are shaking as I step up into the SUV. Jay stands behind me the whole ti