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Who knew a badass could be so vulnerable.

Because Jake was so experienced in other ways, it was easy to forget that a lot of the relationship stuff was as new to him as it was to me. We needed to learn to communicate better so things didn’t build up and explode.

“No one else has me. You do.”

“You’re my woman?”

I nodded.

“Say it.”

“I’m your woman, Jacoby.”

He didn’t like anyone else calling him by his full name and it was rare that even I used it. Each time felt like a gift and I savored it.

Watching his eyes close slowly, I knew he felt the same way.

“Fuck yeah, you are. Pull your dress up.”

I brought the skirt up enough that, when Jake’s hand on my ass lifted me, my legs were able to wrap around him.

Shifting me higher, he reached under my ass to free his cock from his jeans. Pushing my panties to the side, he ran his fingers through my growing wetness.

“Fuck. Soaked.”

“Always.” I bit my lip to muffle my moan when he lowered me onto his cock.

“I gotta be inside you. Need you, Piper, more than I’ve ever needed anything. More than I need my next fuckin’ breath.” Fisting his hand in my hair, he tugged my head back and kissed me hard.

There was no thought to the hundreds of people a short distance away. In that moment, as the slow burn built, the world fell away. It was only Jake and me. With my back against the wall, his cock gliding slowly in and out, it was sweet torture.

“Baby, I need it,” I said, breaking the kiss.

“Need what?” He moved slower, building my orgasm but keeping it out of reach.

“You. Always,” I panted. “But right now I need you to fuck me harder.”

Jake’s low growl vibrated against me, my slow burn turning to an inferno as his momentum increased.

I arched my neck, and his hand in my hair cushioned my head from hitting the wall. Biting my lip to muffle my moans, my legs tightened around him as I came.

“Christ, my woman looks so hot when she comes,” Jake murmured, his words making the pressure build again. “Sweet pussy, squeezin’ my dick so hard.”

“Oh, Jake,” I whimpered.

“So fuckin’ perfect. God, Piper, I love you. So fuckin’ much,” Jake groaned, pounding on each word as he came.

Tell him you love him.

Okay, catch your breath and then tell him.

Alright, fine, panic and be a coward on the off chance he said it in the heat of the moment and didn’t mean it.

Cluck, cluck, chicken.

When I undid my legs from his waist, Jake slowly loosened his hold on me and slid me down his body to stand. He stepped back to tuck himself away and arrange his clothes.

“Don’t wanna go back in.”