Page 24 of Found by Him (Nashville Security #1)

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Jack

F ollowing the speech, cake-cutting, and multiple rounds of hugs and conversations with Alice’s husband, her daughter, and who I think is her neighbor from elementary school, I’m ready to get back to Gisella. I’m ready to get her out of here.

I weave through the crowd back to the table we were sitting at. A lightness I haven’t felt in a very long time swirls around me as I observe Becky and Gisella laughing and talking animatedly. Gisella so desperately needs a friend right now. And if I’m being honest, so does Becky. She doesn’t like to admit it, but because of the judgment and ostracization she suffered from her friends when she got pregnant in high school, she’s always been wary of female friendships. But I know, deep down, she would love to have someone to do things with her that none of the rest of us want to do with her .

I’m not sure what about Gisella has made Becky put her guard down to at least start to let her in, but I’m happy to see it.

When I’m behind Gisella’s chair, I put one hand on the back of it and one on the table in front of her. The pure joy on her face as she looks up at me makes my heart skip a beat.

“Hi. That was a really sweet speech you gave.”

I bend down farther, needing to be closer to her. Gisella’s hands come up to my cheeks as I kiss her lips softly. Her thumbs gently rub my beard as I pull back enough to see her face. Her eyes are filled with so many emotions, it’s hard to distinguish the most prominent one. She pulls my head back so she can whisper in my ear, “I need you, Jack. Please, can we go?”

I bite back a groan before straightening and pulling her from her chair. “Becky, we’re leaving. We’ll talk to you later.”

I drag her from the ballroom, waving and nodding farewell to people as we go.

Gisella is laughing behind me as she tugs on my arm to get me to slow down as soon as we are in the hallway. “Jack? Can I run to the restroom before we go?”

I stop outside the bathrooms and give her chaste kiss on the lips before spinning her and pushing her gently toward the door. “Make it quick.”

She laughs as she enters the bathroom.

I pace impatiently outside the door as I wait, anticipation taking over my every thought. I need this woman like I have never needed anyone.

My back is to the door when it opens, revealing the woman consuming me entirely. When she takes a step out to me, I pivot back in her direction. I can’t take it anymore.

As she approaches, I move closer, grabbing each side of her waist and pushing her back to the wall. A small puff of air leaves her lungs as her back connects, my name the next to fall from her lips in a breathy plea that lets me know she’s just as wound up. Starting at her temple, I tangle my hand in her soft hair until I grip the back of her head, my other hand still holding her waist. Her gorgeous green eyes are wide, watching me, waiting for me to do more. I bend my head down as I push one of my knees between her legs. She parts hers easily to allow me access, her dress sliding up her thighs as her rapid breathing floats across my lips.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” I whisper against her mouth before I capture her soft moan that releases at my words. I can’t hold back. My tongue meets no resistance as it explores her mouth. Her tongue caresses mine as she fights me to do her own hungry exploring. Soft hands slide inside my suit jacket and grip the back of my shirt, trying to pull me closer. I give her what she wants and lean into her. Her breasts are pressed into my chest, warm core rubbing on my thigh. My dick aches as her curves move against me.

It takes every ounce of self-control I possess to break our kiss. She said she needed me, but I want to make extra sure we are on the same page. “Come home with me.”

Her answer is a whispered, “Yes, please.”

I step back and adjust myself. When I see her watching me, I smile. While I love her interest, her beautiful, desire-filled face does not help deflate the part of my body she’s staring at. “You need to stop looking at me like that for about twenty minutes.”

With her lip caught between her teeth, her eyes snap up to meet mine. She nods, dazed, as I place my hand on the small of her back to propel her toward the lobby.

The valet better sprint to my car. If I knew where they parked it, I would run to it myself, fearing they won’t retrieve it quickly enough.

Fortunately, no one else is waiting when we approach the podium. While we wait, I wrap my arms around Gisella’s shoulders and pull her into my chest. I need the physical contact. She reads my mind and wraps her arms around my waist, resting her head on my chest. As she exhales a loud breath, she melts into me.

“How far away do you live?”

I smile against the side of her head. “I’ll speed.” I feel rather than see her answering nod.

As promised, I’m pulling into my driveway in record time. With her giggling at my eagerness, I hurry her out of the car and onto the porch. I enter the code to unlock the door and swing it open, allowing her to enter ahead of me. As soon as we’re both inside, I close and lock the door, her back to me as she takes in my house. I step up behind her, and with my hands on her hips, I pull her luscious ass into me, letting her feel how ready I am for her. “I will give you a tour later.”

She looks at me over her shoulder, “Lead the way.”

That’s all I need.

I don’t waste any time pulling her down the short hall. My bedroom is at the end. The moment we clear the door, my lips are back on Gisella. I start at her mouth and work my way down her neck, relishing her moan. Fumbling around, looking for the zipper of the dress.

“How the hell do you get this off?” Desperation tinges my words.

Gisella giggles as she bats my hands away, reaching behind her. I exhale roughly as the zipper releases, and she pulls the dress off her shoulders. The slinky material slides down her arms in the most teasing movement. After a few more agonizing moments, it pools at her feet.

My breath catches in my throat as my eyes move up from where her dress lay. Her simple black thong makes my mouth water, and the sheer black material of her bra leaves nothing to the imagination where it cups her large breasts. Her dusky pink nipples poking through the thin fabric make my control snap.

“Get on the bed,” I demand.

Her eyes flare at my command and her flushed chest expands with her heavy breaths. Stepping out of her heels, she does as I ask.

“Lay on your back. Ass on the edge of the bed.”

She hesitates a moment too long for my desire to handle.

“Now. Gisella.”

A whimper leaves her lips as she hurries over to where I directed and lays back. Without waiting a second, I’m stepping up to her. As I graze the back of my fingers across one of her nipples, she moans and wiggles her hips, my eyes tracing every curve of her body. I love her impatience. I can relate, but I’m determined to make this last.

This will be our only first time.

I move my hand lower and press my fingers against her wetness through her thong. “You’re so beautiful, Gisella. I can’t even tell you how much I’ve wanted to be exactly where I am right now since the moment I saw you.”

“Jack, please touch me,” she moans.

I press my fingers harder against her wet panties. “I am touching you, baby.”

Her eyes narrow as she huffs out her frustration. “You know what I mean.”

I smile but don’t give in to her demands immediately. Trailing my fingers across her hips, I revel in the goosebumps that trail them. I bend over, run my nose over her panties, and inhale deeply, causing Gisella to whimper. “Fuck.”

Not able to hold back anymore, I pull her panties down her legs and toss them across the room, finally giving us both what we want. My tongue connects with her clit as her back bows off the bed. I groan at her musky flavor as I add my fingers, setting a perfectly paced combination of licks and sucks as my fingers slide in and out of her tightness. Her moans fill the air around us.

She’s moving her hips to help get the pressure she needs, already close to the edge. I can feel it in how she responds to me. After a few more minutes, she’s calling out my name over and over as her core clenches around my fingers, trying to pull me deeper. My cock is dripping as I watch her lose control.

As her body starts to calm, I slip my fingers from her. Her disappointed moan makes me laugh. “Don’t worry, I have something even better for you.” I kiss my way up her stomach and suck her nipple through her bra. Gisella’s hands grip my hair, pulling me harder into her lush breast. I bite down enough to make her gasp. I can’t get enough of the sounds she makes.

I step back to strip off my clothes, and Gisella watches me the whole time, eyes growing hungrier for more as I approach the bed. Licking my lips, I tap her hip and jut my chin. “Move back, baby.”

She scrambles to the middle of the bed. Opening the nightstand drawer, I pull out a condom and crawl my way to her. I bend down and lick her one last time for good measure before ripping the condom open and rolling it down my cock .

I lock eyes with her as I ask, “You ready, baby?”

“Yes, Jack. More than ready.” Her hooded eyes never leaving my cock.

Lining myself up with her pussy, I slam my hips forward, and her eyes fly up to lock onto mine. Our loud moans echo each other’s as we finally claim one another.