I roll onto my side and press myself against Jessie’s warm body. She moans softly in her sleep and wiggles her perfect ass against me. I will never get used to waking up next to her. She makes me feel like I’m invincible.
“Your boner is poking me in the ass,” she says with a chuckle that makes my cock twitch.
“I can’t help waking up like this when you’re lying naked next to me, Angel,” I say quietly in her ear. “Now stop wriggling or he’ll be doing more than poking you.”
“I think we need to pace ourselves, big guy, or I won’t be able to walk by the time we get back to New York,” she laughs again and I press my lips against her neck.
“You’re really not helping,” I growl.
She rolls onto her back until she’s staring up at me. “Let’s talk about something else then?”
“Okay. Tell me what you got up to during the two months I was looking for you.”
She rolls her lips together and flutters her eyelashes at me in that way she does that makes me want to fuck her mouth.
I lean on my elbow so I’m looking down at her beautiful face. Tracing my fingertips over her breasts and down onto her stomach, I smile as I watch her shiver beneath my touch. “Well?”
“I didn’t get up to much at all,” she shrugs. “I moved around a little, selling the cars I had bought on to new owners so that anyone looking for me would end up on a wild goose chase.”
“Well, you certainly achieved that, Angel,” I fake scowl at her, recalling the two months I trawled half the States looking for her.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “But I was obviously sloppy somewhere. I must have left a breadcrumb for you to find.”
“Hmm,” I smile now. “I was chasing my tail until I found that guy you sold the Chevy to.”
“Why?”
“He told me a brunette with an Irish accent sold him the car, so I ruled you out. But then he mentioned that you left a copy of Tolstoy in the glove compartment.”
“That’s how you found me?”
“Yeah.”
“A breadcrumb only you could find,” she smiles at me and the blood rushes to my dick.
“So, what did you do then? How long were you in Arizona?”
“Six weeks.”
“And?” I raise my eyebrows at her.
“And, not much. I got that job in Ray’s bar after two days. I found that little apartment and paid three months’ rent with the leftover money from the SUV. I worked and then I went home.”
“That was it?”
“Yes. It was pretty boring. But I liked it.”
I reach up and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “But you hate being bored?”
She raises an eyebrow at me. “Jessie Heaton hated being bored. Ryan Smith quite liked it,” she shrugs. “I don’t know. I guess I wanted to be a completely different person. I didn’t even have a smart phone.”
“It kinda seemed like you didn’t have a lot of money? That place you were living at? Working in that bar?”
“I don’t have money,” she says softly.
I frown at her because I can’t comprehend how someone with her talent isn’t sitting on a secret fortune.
“What?” she whispers.
“You’ve worked for some of the richest people in New York. You’re the best at what you do. I guess I don’t understand why you’re so broke?” I grin at her because I don’t want that to sound like an accusation.
“Well, money isn’t really that important to me. Besides, it draws attention. People notice you when you’re rich and I kind of like being unnoticed.”
“You could never go unnoticed, Angel,” I say, brushing my hand over her cheek and leaning down to steal a quick kiss.
She smiles back at me. “You know what I mean,” she pushes gently against my chest. “Besides, I know how to get money if I ever really need it, and I suppose there is some security in that. There are plenty of billionaires with fat, off-shore bank accounts that I could tap into whenever I need to. And as for those rich people I worked for, it’s not like Nikolai Semenov paid for me my services. And that was fine by me because I always had an ulterior motive.”
“And we didn’t pay you either,” I add, feeling guilty at that realization.
“You gave me room and board, and everything else I ever needed,” she purrs softly.
“So, you didn’t look into Alexei at all?”
She shakes her head. “Not once. I suppose I was trying to convince myself if I didn’t think about him, or any of it, I could really be this new person. I know it sounds crazy now, and I know it wouldn’t have lasted, but it was nice to be normal for a little while. You know?”
“I get that, Angel.”
“I should probably get a new laptop,” she shrugs.
“We’ll stop by somewhere and get you one today. Okay?”
“Yeah. Thank you.”
“And what about guys?” I ask as my hand slides lower again and a wave of anger and jealousy rolls into my chest at the thought of anyone but me and my brothers putting their hands on her.
“I told you there was no-one else,” she purrs.
“Some must have tried, though? I mean, you’re hotter than fire, Jessie Ryan.”
The blush creeps over her cheeks, and she blinks at me. “A few asked me out, but I told them to take a hike.”
Leaning down, I brush my lips over her cheek and the smell of her skin makes my cock throb. “You did, huh?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “I much preferred my own company.”
Fuck! “And who did you think about when you were getting yourself off then, Angel!” I growl as I press soft kisses along her jawline and onto her neck.
“Your brothers,” she giggles.
“My brothers? Really?” I growl as I slide my hand between her thighs and rub two fingers softly over her clit.
“And you of course, and those magic fingers of yours.” I slide my fingers lower until they reach her hot entrance. “Conor,” she groans and winces slightly as I push a finger inside her.
“You sore this morning, Angel?”
“Yes. A little,” she murmurs.
I grind my cock against her hip. “I need some part of me inside you, Jessie,” I growl. “You think you can handle my mouth?”
“Yes,” she gasps as I slide my finger out of her pussy.
“Come up here and sit on my face then?”
She grins at me as she sits up, scooting up the bed until she is straddling my face.
“I said sit, Jessie!”
“I am sitting,” she protests.
Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I prepare to pull her down and hold her in place. “No. If I have to lift my head even half an inch for my lips to be touching yours, then you’re not sitting, Angel. You’re hovering. Now sit that beautiful pussy on my face now.”
“What if I suffocate you?” She pops one eyebrow at me.
“Then I’ll die a very fucking happy man! Now sit!” I pull her down onto my face as soon as the words have left my mouth and my cock throbs appreciatively as I taste her. “You’re so fucking sweet,” I mumble against her as I run my tongue the length of her pussy lips before sucking on her clit. She rides my face as I suck and lick at her delicious cunt and the sound of her whimpering and moaning my name makes me as hard as iron. She holds onto the headboard as she gets closer to the edge, until she’s coming apart in my mouth.
I wipe my mouth as she climbs off me and grin up at her. “You are fucking delicious.”
“Hmmm,” she purrs contentedly. “I think you have a magic tongue too.” She flashes me a wicked grin as she shifts down the bed and bends her head low until her lips are just inches from my cock.
“I’m pretty sure you can work some magic yourself.” I flash my eyebrows at her and she grins at me before she grabs hold of my cock and licks the pre-cum from the tip, and the look of pleasure on her face makes my balls draw up into my stomach.
Jessie gives head like she enjoys it as much as I do and it’s such a fucking turn on to watch her while she sucks my cock. She bobs her head and takes me all the way into her mouth until I’m nudging against her throat, and the groan of pleasure rumbles through my body. If my tongue is magic, then hers is fucking miraculous. She runs it along my shaft as she sucks me greedily while she massages my balls, making me feel like a teenage boy when a few minutes later I spurt hot and heavy against the back of her throat.
The sounds she makes as she sucks me clean give me a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach. I lie back and smile as she crawls back up the bed and nestles herself against my chest. I love this woman more than I have ever loved anyone in my life.
