Broken Soul (Jackson Family 3)

After meeting with my men and putting together a small group to get some intel, I went back to our room where my gorgeous wife was lounging on the bed in one of my shirts, a lacy pair of underwear showing beneath it. She’d retired here for the rest of the day after seeing her family, and finally, I understood her fear of people.

Her father, in particular, was her reason for fearing men.

After they left, she’d begged me to just be able to rest. So, I’d lifted her into my arms, carried her into our room, changed her into comfortable clothes, and I’d held her until she had fallen asleep.

“You up for a session?” I asked her as I closed our bedroom door.

She rolled onto her back and looked up at me, her eyes brightening at the prospect of another session. “Of course,” she murmured, sitting up.

I leaned over the bed and pressed my lips to hers. “Then get dressed, little bunny.”

I walked over to the closet and shucked my suit, pulling on a pair of dark wash jeans and a black, long-sleeve shirt and my boots. Inessa quickly donned a pair of black leggings, leaving my shirt on. I tugged her to me and pressed my lips to hers, coaxing her plump lips apart so our tongues could dance together.

She moaned, clutching at my shirt. With a low groan, I slid my hand into her leggings, giving her sexy little body what it was craving just a little early. I banded my arm around her waist, holding her up as I fucked her with my fingers, quickly drawing her to an orgasm.

Her lips found mine, and she kissed me hungrily, like a desperate woman. I backed her against the wall, circling her clit with my thumb. She cried out my name as she came on my fingers, ruining her panties.

“There’s my good girl,” I rasped, kissing her again. I licked my fingers clean, shooting her a wicked grin when her cheeks heated. I hoped she never lost that beautiful blush. I kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue. She moaned. “Let’s go, baby. I need you tied up and begging for my cock.”

Her breath hitched in her throat all while her pupils dilated.

God, I loved her reactions to me.