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Jaded Do You Love Him?
LisaFive Days Later"It's been a week and you still look like you're not sleeping, Lisa." Sicily walked toward Lisa as she walked back down the hall from changing.The week had been a long one. Most of it had been spent showing the same house, which was cause for far more travel than Lisa was up for. She hadn't slept a wink, the situation with Marc forcing her to contemplate going back to New York. It was almost like a splinter that had been removed, but the wound festered anyway.She needed to tell him that what he saw wasn't at all what had happened. If after talking to him, he still felt that she was a piece of trash, then she would leave. She would leave and find healing in the arms of a handsome billionaire that was ready to give her the world."I haven't. I can't seem to get Marc out of my thoughts." Lisa shrugged and walked to the refrigerator, pulling out a jug of orange juice and drinking from the carton. Sicily popped her butt and made a snide comment, but Lisa ignored her.
Jaded He Kissed Me
Lisa"Yes, I love him, but I'm honestly scared to death about it." Lisa shrugged, walking to the cooler beside the grill and pulling out a beer. "I've never been in love before.""Really? Wow. I thought all women were like looking for Mr. Right." Drake cocked his eyebrow as Jake shook his head."There are no two women that are alike, nugget head." He glanced over to Lisa. "Then you go after him, Lisa. This isn't the old days where the female has to wait on the male. Kari came after me and thank God she did. I would have missed the best thing that might ever have happened to me.""I can't, Jake. I already went to New York to see if we would work out.""And?" Jake asked, turning back to the grill as it flared up."Yeah... what happened? I'm interested to hear this." Drake reached out and took Lisa's beer, taking a long drink of it and handing it back. She shook her head at him and set it on the railing."It was far more than sex. Way more than just passion. We both fell hard, but I real
Jaded Telling Him the Truth
MarcIt had been the longest week of his life. There was no way he could survive another week without Lisa. His head ached, heart hurt, body felt like it was hovering over the flu at all times. He paid too damn much to miss the biker's weekend, but after he got back, he was going to figure things out.Calling Lisa seemed like a good idea, but so much could be lost in translation. He needed to go in person. It was only a four-hour drive. He would go Monday morning and talk to her. If things worked out and they decided to be together, he was going to bend her over her desk and make her scream his name for causing him so much pain.He shuddered at the thought, his blood pumping quickly through his veins as his body hardened in all the wrong places for riding the motorcycle he had picked up for the weekend. The weather was perfect - hot and sunny. He rode through the familiar streets of his raising, his mom's house in the worn-down part of New York. He needed to finish school and get a go
Jaded I Love You, Stupid
Lisa"Where did he go?" Marc's mother walked back into the kitchen, reaching out to touch Lisa's arm."He's outside getting some air. This isn't a good idea. I shouldn't have just barged into his life like this. I'm not sure why the fuck I let everyone talk me into it." Lisa flinched at the realization that she had cursed in front of Marc's mom. The pretty older woman had a deep dislike of curse words and wasn't scared to scold anyone that used them."It's not a mistake at all. He's been a zombie for weeks. You're the only one that can make it right. Lisa, go out there and tell him what you told me about Michael.""He's not going to listen to me. He's hurt and angry." Lisa tore off a paper towel and pressed it to her eyes."If you don't say anything at all then my boy will believe a lie. You get your ass out there and tell him what you came to say. Make him see you. Force him to believe."Lisa stood shocked at the other woman's vigor.She pulled Lisa into a tight hug and rubbed the ba
Jaded Blushing Bikers
Lisa"No more tears, pretty girl. Let's go on this trip together and get to know each other all over again,” Marc said."Forgive me for what you thought happened." Lisa looked up at him as he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers."Forgive me for being a total dickhead about all of it.""No." She shook her head. "I would have stabbed you, so your ugly-ass words were nothing.""You would stab me for cheating on you?""I didn't cheat on you, but yes. If you ever sleep with another woman, or love anyone but me, I will chop you up and bury your ass in snack size bags in my backyard."Marc laughed. "Is it odd that my cock’s dancing at the thought of you being violent?""You're a sick man, Marc Martin.""Can I be your sick man?" Marc asked, licking at his lips as his strong gaze held her in place. The air was so hard to breathe as he brushed the tip of his nose past her ear. "Please, baby... give me another chance.""Yes. I want you forever." Lisa reached up and captured his face with
Jaded The Language of Love
LisaMarc worked at the straps under Lisa's neck, the extra helmet at the house a godsend. She watched him closely. He had to work hard not to throw her over his shoulder and find a place to lay her down and ravage her. Sex was their language of love, and if she was aching to show him how badly she needed him anywhere near what he was feeling... he felt sorry for her. He brushed his hands down her arms, the leather bomber jacket she wore looking wicked hot on her."Did you really have to wear a black leather tank top and tight jeans as well? Is it not enough that you have on those sexy leather boots?" Marc lowered his voice as he moved his hands to rub down the outside of her taut thighs. She looked like sex incarnate. He would be beating the men off of her all weekend."Yes, actually. I was going to make you physically suffer if you denied me.""Is that so?""Absolutely. There wasn't a length to which I wouldn't go to make sure you were back to being mine by Sunday night.""Shit. I s
Jaded Anything You Want
MarcBy the time they reached the Poconos he was almost trembling with need. Lisa hadn't let up with her soft touches and rough grabs the whole trip. If she wasn't stroking him outside of his jeans, she was squeezing him with her strong thighs or sliding her fingers into his shirt and rubbing over his chest and stomach. He got off of the bike and helped her off as a bunch of guys milled about an area where it appeared the campfire would be that evening. It was just after lunch, but Marc was done playing. He needed the wicked hot vixen beside him splayed out for him to touch and taste."Which cabin is ours?" he asked a woman with a clipboard. "Marc Martin."She pressed her finger to the board and he had to bite back the sharp cry that pushed against him to scream 'hurry' at her."You're in fifteen with Drayer McAdams." She looked up and smiled."Good. Thanks." He took Lisa's hand and moved down the row of cabins."Where you guys goin'?" Dray jogged up to them and stopped in his tracks
Jaded Beautiful Ride
LisaThe deep groan that left Marc caused chill bumps to break out across her skin, her need to make him feel deeply almost overwhelmed her. Lisa continued to work him hard and fast as he moaned over and over, his body shaking by the time she slowed. He pressed her to the wall and leaned against her, his strong arms wrapping tightly around her. His lips pressed to the side of her face and he breathed in deeply."Don't ever leave me. I'm ruined for anyone else," Marc muttered as Lisa closed her eyes, wanting to memorize the moment to take back to Maine with her."Never. I don't want a future that isn't with you, Marc.""You'll not have one, baby." He kissed her again and pulled back. She hated the loss of warmth he provided and almost turned to beckon him to stay with her in the cabin for the rest of the day. His friend could find a new place to bunk.Marc worked to get his clothes back on in between handing her various items of her own clothing. Her bra was almost ruined from his pass
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