Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence 1)
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However, he couldn’t hold back from wanting to know more about her. Like what she was doing living on the streets? If her ex was the father of her baby then she hadn’t been separated from him as long as Derrick had thought.
Derrick reminded himself that she was ill, fragile and pregnant. She deserved his care and consideration, not an interrogation. He also needed to keep his hands to himself for a while, which was why he’d resisted taking her mouth in a deep, satisfying kiss.
Instead, he was slumped in the corridor, trying to cool his desire. Grabbing hold of his cock, he squeezed it through his pants. Christ, he was never going to get any work done this way. Moving to one of the guest bathrooms, he walked inside and turned on the water.
Stripping, he stepped inside, welcoming the chilly water against his overheated skin. He grabbed his erection in one hand, leaning the other hand against the side of the shower as he pumped his hand up and down his cock. Closing his eyes, he brought up the image of Jacey’s naked body, her lips plump and swollen from his kisses, her pussy moist and waiting for his touch.
His balls tightened, a burning sizzled throughout his body and he moved his hand faster, squeezing down on his dick as pleasure raced through him, blinding him with ecstasy. He opened his eyes as sperm shot out of his cock. Leaning heavily against his hand, he took in deep, cleansing breaths.
He was right to keep his hands off her, he was in control of his needs, not the other way around. Jacey needed care and attention at the moment. There was no way he intended to lose her.
No way would he make the same mistakes with her as he had with Cara.
Chapter Eleven
“Does the name Jacey Reynolds mean anything to you?” Evan asked.
Stephan frowned for a minute, wondering if his brother had finally lost what was left of his twisted mind. “No, what possible interest could this woman be…” he quickly sat up, losing his irritation as his brain kicked into gear. He clenched the phone hard in his hand.
“Reynolds was Jacinta’s mother’s maiden na
me.”
“And we have a winner.” His brother let out a superior cackle and Stephan took a deep breath to calm his temper, reminding himself that he needed his brother. “And Jacinta could easily be shortened to Jacey.”
“So she’s using this name.”
“Looks that way. I did a bit of digging into who the man was in that photo with her.”
Stephan’s temper reared its head again at the memory of Jacey huddled against the other man. She was his, damn it. He forced his free hand to unclench as he took a deep breath.
“And? Who was he?”
“Derrick Ashdown. He owns his own company, recruits investors then builds multi-million resorts and hotels. Very rich.”
Stephan blew out a breath. “What the hell is she doing with him? How did she meet him?”
“Looks like it might have been accidental. They both came across Cece’s accident. But how they met is irrelevant. What is interesting is that he checked her into hospital a few days ago.”
“What? What’s wrong with her?” Stephan didn’t know how Evan got his information and frankly he didn’t want to know. If his brother ever got caught he did not intend to go down with him. He needed to keep his reputation pristine if he was going to run for Governor.
“Looks like a case of bronchitis.”
Stephan snorted. “Jacey never was strong.”
“There’s one more thing, something that could change everything. She’s pregnant.”
Stephan froze.
“How far along?”
“Twelve weeks.”
Stephan dropped the phone.
***
Jacey climbed from the bed with a yawn. She stretched, feeling better than she had in a long time, even before contracting bronchitis. Amazing what sleeping in a comfortable bed and having plenty of food and little to no stress could do for a woman.