"Let’s go, boys!” I shouted to my team as I exited the church. Even though the fire alarm had been tripped intentionally, we still had to do a full sweep.The alarm had interrupted a wedding, so I approached the bride and groom, giving them a sympathetic smile. It was hot as fuck outside, and our gear wasn’t exactly breathable, so I pulled off my helmet and wiped my brow with my forearm. “It was a false alarm. You’re cleared to enter the building.”“Of course, there was a freaking false alarm right in the middle of the ceremony.” My eyes were immediately drawn to the person who’d made the comment.My body roared to life as I took in the sight of the petite woman with auburn hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I’d ever seen. It had been a long damn time since I’d even bothered to look at a woman, much less be sexually attracted to one. I was as stunned by my response as her beauty.Her gaze met mine, and I felt as though my world turned right side up—as if it had always been upside d
Having been born with a trust fund worth over a billion dollars, I was used to women throwing themselves at me, but that didn’t mean I had to like it. My interest in entertaining shallow relationships and one-night stands had been a product of teenage hormones andlasted about as long as a breath mint.I knew what women saw when they looked at me…in addition to the dollar signs. My body was shredded because I liked being healthy, and it made me an effective firefighter. With my hazel eyes —framed with thick dark lashes—angular face, chiseled jaw, and straight nose, I wasn’t considered classically handsome, but I was attractive enough to end up on a list of the world’s sexiest bachelor philanthropists multiple times.Despite my desire to stay out of the limelight, the paparazzi still found interest in me from time to time. And that was usually when women like this one came out of the woodwork. They assumed that I was such a manwhore, I wouldn’t realize that we’d never met and armed the
“I love you, Jackson.”“Say it again, Kate,” tongue up her slit, circling her inside her tight channel.“Oh! Yes!”I demanded before I dragged my clit and going back down to plunge“Say. It.” I ground out, pinching her ass hard so she’d know I wasn’t playing around.“I love you!”“Damn fucking straight,” I growled.I pulled her puffy, wet folds apart and gently blew on her slick flesh. She shivered, and I inhaled deeply as I watched her sticky cream ooze from her center. “I can smell how fucking needy you are, blue eyes.” I lapped at the sweetness, groaning when the taste burst on my tongue, causing my own thick jizz to spurt from my cock.My eyes lifted as I ate her sweet pussy, staring at her swollen belly and feeling the total satisfaction of knowing I’d bred my woman. I’d marked her in every way possible, inside and out, so there was no doubt she belonged to me.I fucking loved seeing Kate pregnant, knowing she was holding a little piece of both of us inside her womb. The memory o
“Hello, Jackson.” Kate’s warm voice washed over me, and I looked up to see her standing at my table, smiling sweetly. “Hey there, blue eyes,” I greeted her with a grin. “Fancy meeting you here.” It was probably a stupid move, but after nine months of waiting, I’d reached the point when I needed to talk to Kate at least once a day or I would lose my fucking mind. So I started frequenting the coffee shop she loved. She was there nearly every day. My only saving grace was that it was near the firehouse, so I had a plausible excuse. Kate giggled, and her deep blue orbs sparkled. I hoped our daughters had her eyes…then again, maybe not. If our girls looked half as beautiful as Kate, I’d have to lock them in a tower until their golden years. Her smile turned almost shy, and she blushed before saying, “I hoped…um, it’s always nice to see you.” Fucking hell. I wanted to yank her onto my lap and kiss the hell out of her. But I swallowed the desire and kept my expression pleasant. “I enjoy
Ismiled warmly at Kate as she pulled out a chair and sat at the table next to mine. “Good morning, blue eyes.” She blushed, like she always did when I called her by that nickname. “You realize that the fact that we bump into each other here so regularly probably means we have a caffeine problem, right?” she teased. Oh, I was there due to an addiction, but it wasn’t caffeine I craved. And I only had a month left before I would finally satisfy that craving. Or at least take the edge off. I would always hunger for Kate. I had no doubt of that. “Some obsessions are worth any price or repercussion,” I responded without a hint of amusement. She opened her mouth, then shut it, then sputtered, “I’m, um, meeting my sister, Grace, but thought I’d say a quick hello.” “I’m glad you did,” I responded happily. “How is the house coming along?” “Your suggestions have been invaluable. I think you’ll be very pleased with the way it’s shaping up.” Biting her lip, she glanced away for a second, an
The corners of my mouth tipped up at her quick backpedal. She hadn’t yet grasped that nothing about my life was a secret to her. But I didn’t have time to get into that. “There’s a problem with one of my foundations that I need to address myself. I didn’t want you to think I wasn’t showing up for coffee for any other reason than the truth. And to know that I will miss seeing you every day.” Her mouth formed an O, and her blue eyes lit with delight. “Me, too.” “I wish like fuck I could kiss you goodbye,” I told her after drawing in a ragged breath. “But I know that once I start, I won’t be able to stop.” Stunned, she stared at me, and I gave in to a smaller temptation, bJacksoning a kiss over the pretty blush on the apple of her cheek. “Be good. Don’t let any little shits put their hands on you, and I’ll see you on your birthday.” Her breathing became choppy, and her tits bounced enticingly, making my cock ache to be inside her. The time away would be even more hell than the past
Spearing Olive with an intense stare, I stated bluntly, “I have a perfectly good reason for not being at her birthday like I promised. But she deserves to hear it first.” Fishing in my pocket, I pulled out a small robin’s egg blue box. “I love her. And I won’t let anything stand between us. So feel free to run to Jeall, the police, or anyone you want, but don’t expect them to find her without a ring on her finger and my last name. Is that clear?” Olive studied me for a moment before nodding. “I want updates from her so I know she’s okay. But dude, if she’s not your wife the next time I see her, you will wish it was Jeall coming after you. Unlike him, I have no balls and therefore no empathy for what it would be like to have them cut off and shoved up my ass.” I couldn’t help the grin that curved my lips, and I shook my head. “You know what, Olive? I believe you.” There was just something about her that told me she wasn’t bluffing. “And thank you for taking care of my girl until it wa
JACKSON Ihanded Kate a bottle of water, then sat in the seat beside her just as a man in a pilot’s uniform walked in through the airplane door. “Sorry I’m late, Jackson. Got stuck in traffic.” Wade was Lake’s preferred copilot and another good friend. “No problem,” I said with a wave. “I certainly didn’t give you much notice, moving the trip up over twenty-four hours.” I gestured to Kate and put my arms around her, pulling her in close and smiling when she melted into my side. “Wade, this is my Kate. Wade’s our copilot.” Lake walked to the door of the cockpit and smiled when he spotted my girl. “Wow, Jackson. You sure know how to pick ’em.” My eyes narrowed in warning, making his grin grow. “Kate, that asshole is Lake. Ignore him.” Lake laughed and greeted Wade, who was putting his stuff into a cubby in the galley. “Hey, Wade. Okay, Jackson, we’ll take off in about five minutes.” “Thanks,” I said with a lift of my chin. Wade pulled the plane door closed and secured it, then they
“Open this door, you pussy.”“Fuck off.”“C’mon, let me in.”Zane sighed and cast a sour look toward the door but climbed to his feet nonetheless. He opened the door and returned to his tequila.“This is pathetic,” Vinceremarked, taking in the general disarray of the room and the Zane’s overall sense of self-loathing. “What is happening here? I can tell you what’s not happening — personal hygiene,” he said, waving away the stench of Zane’s unwashed body. “Jesus, open a damn window. You could choke an elephant.”Zane smirked, unmoved by his twin’s disgust. “I’ve resigned myself to wallowing in my own filth because it’s where I belong.”Vince rolled his eyes, irritated.“When did you grow ovaries? This is ridiculous. All this over one chick?”“She’s not just a chick!” Zaneshouted, slamming his fist down on the table so hard that the tequila nearly spilled. “She’s the mother of my daughter.Don’t you get it?” He stared hard at his twin, unable to contain his fury. “She’s the most amazi
Fresh arousal stabbed her as he withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his cock. He began the slow push and sheopened for him, eager to feel him penetrate her completely. “Tell me your fantasies, love,” he said with a grunt of pleasure as he seated himself more fully inside her. She groaned, unable to form words as the sensation of being utterly impaled swamped her ability to think clearly. “Tell me how you dreamed of my cock…”“Every night,” she gasped, arching deeply to accommodate Zane’s length. “I fantasized about you fucking me, like this, just like you did before. Ohhh, Zane!”His thrusts became harder and her tightened, pearled nipples rubbed against the comforter, adding another layer of delicious sensation that nearly sent her tumbling over the edge. “Oh God, I can’t hold back!” she admitted, shocked by how quickly she’d reached the point of no return but Zane didn’t mind, in fact, he seemed just as wild to crash into that wall as she was.“That’s it, baby,” Za
He watched as Beatrice andDina disappeared in the apartment without saying goodbye. He supposed he deserved that. Since he was terrible company at the moment, he didn't pursue them.He needed to talk to someone but whom could he trust with something so personal? Vince offered terrible counseland Dillon was busy with his own impending fatherhood.One person stood out in his mind but he was reluctant to go down that road for fear of what she’d say. But even as he feared this person’s honesty, he trusted her intuition unlike anyone else."Penny?" he asked when she answered the line. Her relieved sigh on the other told him volumes."It's about time you called. I thought I was going to give birth before you came to your senses. Now fill me in with the details; I want to know everything."By the time he’d finished, he felt emotionally drained.“Zane, don’t you see what theanswer is?” Penny asked.“If I knew the answer I wouldn’t be tied up in knots,” he grumbled. Wasn’t that obvious? “I
If good intentions accounted for anything, Zane was a damn angel. He’d planned to stay in the hotel and watch Pay-Per-View or even catch up on his reading on his e-reader app on his smart phone but the minute he saw his twin grinning from the peephole, he knew his night was not going to be spent inside that room.“What are you doing here?” heasked Vince as he let him into the room. “I told you to stay home.”“Yeah, but I heard the yearning in your voice that practically begged for me to come and rescue you so get dressed, slap some cologne across your face and let’s see what’s shaking in this town.There’s sure to be a couple of hot bodies available for a little between the sheets action and I, for one, could use a little stress-relief.”“What happened to your planswith the sub and the dungeon?”“Penny happened,” Vince said wryly. “She found out and gave me a ration of shit for trying to drag Dillon out for a bit. Man, that girl has a temper.Funny thing, I think Dillon was relieve
She’s everything I never realized I wanted until I saw her little face. I can’t take the chance that you’ll change your mind when things get tough.” He was perplexed until she added, “When I found out I was pregnant, I knew it was yours because I hadn’t been with anyone else since. So I did a little checking around. It wasn’t hard to dig up some unflattering stuff.”“Like what?”“Are you sure you want to know?”At his determined nod, she continued,“You’re a player who likes to party all the time and you’ve left a string of broken hearts in your wake, as well as someone who killed herself off the roof of your building. I can’t expose my daughter to that life. You have to understand, I want a traditional upbringing for my daughter and you simply can’t provide that with your background and your lifestyle.”At the mention of Isabel, Zanefelt a wave of shame. Beatrice didn’t know the half of what’d happened with Isabel and he’d prefer to keep it that way.“I wouldn’t bring Dina to the cl
Zane couldn't believe what hewas seeing. The entire drive to San Jose, he kept telling himself, this was all likely a ruse, some game to shake cash from his wallet. But as his gut tightened with instant recognition of the long-legged strawberry blonde, he remembered the night they’d spent together with frightening clarity. When she’d said names hadn’t been necessary, truthfully, he hadn't believed her. He’d figured after a little pillow time, she’d give up her identity — mystery solved. Girls always wanted a second round with a Mackenzie. And given how many times he'd made her squeal, he had arrogantly assumed she’d return begging for more. But that wasn't how the next morning had gone down at all."Where you going?" he asked sleepily when he realized she was no longer in the bed. He found her fully dressed and trying to find her shoes. "It's so early."She smiled and, having found her shoes under the bed, slipped them on her feet and grabbed her purse. "I had fun but it's time to go
Zane Mackenzie, one of the three owners and CEO of MackenzieEnterprises, stared at the scrawl on the paper in his hand, openly perplexed and rapidly growing agitated. Was it possible? Was this some sort of trick?There were plenty of people who wanted a piece of a Mackenzie, but only an idiot would stoop to something so easily disproved…unless it was no ruse and they had the DNA to back up their claim.Sweat dampened his brow and he wiped it away as he dropped the paper to the table and stalked away, needing a moment to collect himself.“You look as if you’ve just seen your past flash before you and you’reabout to fall over in a faint,” his twin brother Vince joked as they passed in the expansive hallway of their family home.When Zane didn’t offer a rejoining quip, Vince double-backed and followed him with a subtle frown. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Is it Penny? Oh, shit. It’s Penny, isn’t it? Where’s Dillon? She’s not due for another month! I warned Dillon she was doing too much in
I really like this dress and I know from the look in Dylan’s eyes it’s probably going to be meeting its end tonight.Before I can respond the boys come racing out of the house, yelling for us. They rush into me and if it wasn’t for my husband I would have landed on my ass. The twins might only be five, but they are well on their way to being their father’s size.They each grab one of my hands, pulling me into the house. Dylan follows us in. They are talking a mile a minute about their day, as Dylan suddenly picks me up and sits me on the kitchen counter.“How about we make Mommy dinner while you tell her all about the play you’re going to be in?”My ears perk up at that. “What kind of play? You’ll need costumes!” I start to slide off the counter and Dylan laughs.“Sit, Button. We’ll get to that.” He kisses me on the top of the head as the boys start arguing over what they are going to help Dylan cook. I watch them move around the kitchen knowing life can’t get better than this.Dylan
He opens the door and we enter the lounge. The place doesn’t look busy at all. “Let’s get a drink and loosen you up.” He motions towards the bar and I take a seat. Mark slides in next to me, not sitting down. I can feel his body heat and try my best to lean away from him. The smell of his cologne is overpowering.“What can I get you two?” the pretty bartender asks us.“I’ll have a whiskey; she’ll take a merlot,” he tells her, ordering for me.Gross. I hate wine. I don’t correct him or change my order. I wasn’t planning on drinking anyway.“Maybe the wine will do more than loosen you up,” Mark whispers against my ear, making me jump. His finger trails down my arm and I freeze.I need to get out of here. Now. For some reason I’m starting to think there isn’t an event here tonight at all from the looks of this place. There are people here, but not many. A chill runs up my spine and a sense of dread bears down on me. This isn’t right, and Dylan told me to always trust my instincts. If it