Broken but Breathing (Jinx Tattoos 2)

“It’s going to be one sixty-nine with tax.”

He dug out his wallet, better for the long ride and the new experience. There was a lot to be said for a change of scenery.

“You’re full of surprises, you know that?” Es asked as they were led to their room.

“I have to keep you on your toes, don’t I?”

“You do that without trying.”

“I’ll hand you the key. If you need anything, I’ll be down in the lobby until eleven,” Christine said.

“We’re alone now. Are you going to let me ravish you in the castle?” Snake asked, nipping at her neck as they walked inside the room.

“This is your role play, sir. I’m just here to fulfill your fantasies.”

He closed the door and buried his fingers in her hair. “You know what I really want?” he asked.

“No.” Her voice shook and her lips parted.

“You living in my house.”

“You don’t have to do that to get Jocelyn—”

“This is for Daddy’s happiness,” he replied, nipping at her bottom lip.

She moaned. “It’s not too soon?”

“I wanted you there from the minute I signed on the dotted line.”

He traced her lips, and she hummed. He wasn’t above a little convincing. He kissed his way down her neck, palming her ass. “We could do this whenever we wanted. No more back and forth.” He rubbed her against his bulge.

“So persuasive.”

“I know what I want.” He popped the button of her jeans and pushed them down. “Turn around and put your hands on the door. Holy shit, these are hot,” he murmured, running his finger over the skeleton hands that appeared to cup her ass on her black underwear. “You can leave these on. Spread your legs.”

He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and shoved them down. Pinning her to the wall, he rubbed his throbbing cock between her thighs, nudging her clit with his head. She undulated her hips, giving him breathy gasps that had him leaking pre-come. When he paused, she moaned her protest.

“Don’t you worry, sweet girl. I’m going to give you exactly what you need.” He slid her panties to the side and thrust into her slick sheath in one powerful movement. She cried out. He moved his hand to cover hers, pinning her frame to the door as he fucked her fast and hard. She pushed up on her tiptoes to give him the perfect angle. He was relentless, pounding her pussy to make sure she knew who she belonged to.

The ragged sound of her breathing mingled with the slap of their flesh worked as an aphrodisiac. Rock hard, and aching, he gritted his teeth to maintain control. Her walls flexed around him, and he slowed his speed.

“Not just yet,” he groaned, circling his hips.

“No.” Her forlorn cry had him ready to fuck her until she came.

Not yet. He needed the words he’d been dreaming about for weeks.

“You ready to move in with me?” he asked, countering every word with a thrust. She shoved her ass back at him, trying to force him back into their frenzied pace.

“Yes,” she said gutturally.

He slammed into her, and she yowled. Her walls quivered, and she clamped down, yielding her sweet heat. He pulled out, spraying all over the panties he coveted.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Snake

“Brother, we need to talk,” Mike said.