Tinsel In A Tangle

Her body offered no resistance and he slid deep inside her.

They let out simultaneous long low cries of pleasure.

He’d never felt anything as amazing as being in Ana’s pussy, nothing between them. He’d been with women who’d tried to sell him on not using a condom, but he’d never even considered it. And now he knew why. He never wanted to feel this sensation with any other woman. Ana was his. She was warm and soft and tight.

“Ana,” he sighed against her mouth. “My princess.”

“Always yours.”

He couldn’t keep still. He had to fuck her. He moved in and out but it only took a few thrusts to realize that he wasn’t fucking her. He wasn’t having sex with her. They were making love. He was a bastard, but he wanted to make her remember him. Forever. Always.

His couldn’t get his hands on enough of her. He kissed her, licked her, tasted her, everywhere he could manage.

Ana’s arms brushed up and down his back and as his tempo increased, so did the pressure of her hands. He knew he’d have scratches on his back, but he didn’t care. Hell, he didn’t care if she wanted to brand him as hers forever. He’d gladly wear her scratches as a badge of honor.

“Make me come, Jake,” she demanded.

She was close. Her breathing shallow, her body pulsing as if she’d been struck by a live wire. He had no idea how she was still holding on.

He increased his thrusting and pushed her knees as wide as they could go, never giving up the maximum amount of contact with her body. She grabbed his ass, pulling him closer. If she drew blood with the sharp sting of her nails in his flesh, he didn’t care.

Their orgasms crested simultaneously.

She tightened against him, squeezing his cock almost to the point of pain. It just made him come harder.

Jake’s orgasm was like nothing he’d ever felt before and he knew he’d never feel it again. Not with anyone who wasn’t Ana.

Sweat coated their bodies as they lay catching their breath, their arms and legs intertwined and neither ready to move. Jake was afraid that he’d been fundamentally changed after this experience.

He couldn’t take the necklace now.

He couldn’t live without Ana.

Ana couldn’t, or wouldn’t, live without the diamond.

Jake had already accepted money for the necklace.

He had quite a conundrum on his hands, but he’d figure it out. He had to. He’d do anything to protect the woman he loved.

* * *

Something changed.

Jake had looked right into Ana’s eyes as he’d exploded inside her, and she’d seen things she wasn’t sure she was comfortable seeing.

Especially since she was about to ruin his life.

She’d known since she hatched her plan that Jake would get caught in the fallout. His job was guarding the diamond, after all, so naturally he’d get in trouble when it went missing. But Jake had always seemed so...untouchable. She figured he’d make it through relatively unscathed. There were enough people out there to vouch for his impeccable character, enough people who knew Leonard was a huge jackass, and how poorly he’d treated Jake over the years. She’d managed to convince herself that the stolen diamond would be nothing more than a minor blip in the life of Jake Hoffman.

But now...

She didn’t want to hurt him.

Even for a moment.

He rolled off her, and she immediately missed his warmth. She looked over at him but couldn’t quite meet his gaze. She looked at his chest, and then down at her own.

True to his word, he’d taken her with nothing between them but the diamond. But their bodies had been pressed together so tightly that he now had an indentation of the stone right over his heart.