Page 255 of Under Her Skin

Jess smiled ruefully. ‘I got immersed. They really did a great job whilst I was away. I’m not even sure they needed me to come back in, telling them what to do.’ She looked a little tired. ‘Maybe I should take a stepback.’

Theo leaned over to kiss her, cup her cheek in his hand. ‘You just need to get your confidence back. They were always going to run the day-to-day stuff smoothly, you put together a great team. It’s the stuff that goes above and beyond that you’re here for, the creative side, they what-else-can-we-do, the difference between this and other art foundations. That’s your calling,Jessie.’

She shook her head, laughing. ‘See? You always know exactly how to make everything alright. I love you.’ She kissed him, wriggling across the floor so she could slide her arms into his jacket and pull it off. Theo gently pulled a spaghetti strap from her shoulder, kissing the silky skin there, trailing his lips across her collarbone to her throat, pressing his lips to the hollow. Jess sighed happily and Theo pushed her onto the floor, covering her body withhis.

‘Everyone’s gone home, Jessie. It’s past eight…’ He used his finger to pull the strap down further, exposing her breast. His mouth covered her nipple, sucking and pulling at it as his tongue flicked and teased the small bud. She moaned softly, closing her eyes at histouch.

‘That’s it, Jessie,’ he murmured, ‘I’m in charge now, justrelax.’

She felt him pull her dress down to her waist, his mouth warm and soft on her breasts, her stomach. She stroked his hair as his tongue traced a pattern, his lips against her belly, kissing her scars as his fingers pulled down her panties. God, she would never get tired of this man’s mouth on her, his tongue tracing a pattern up and down her sex, flicking and lashing around her clit. He bit down gently on the swollen bud as she shivered through an orgasm, then another as he slid two fingers inside her, then a third until he was filling her, watching her face flush and change as he caressed her, his thumb stroking a maddening pattern across her clit. He kissed her deeply, feeling her breathless and excited, her mouth soft and warm, as pink as a berry, hungry for him. She tensed and sigh, coming again and again under his touch. Only after she’d come for the fifth time did he release her, allowing her to unzip his pants and reach for his cock. She wiggled down his body and he sucked in a breath as her mouth closed over the wide head, circling the sensitive tip until he was half-crazed then sucking and teasing it until it was engorged and so hard that all he could think about was getting inside ofher.

Jess straddled him and he slid his hands between her legs and spread the soft peachy folds of her sex. She gripped his cock, sliding the tip up and down her wet sex before guiding him inside and lowering herself onto him, moaning as he filled her, the muscles of her cunt gripping and squeezing him as they moved. Jess thrust her hips against his and they both watched his cock slide in and out of her. She smiled down at him, her eyes sleepy withdesire.

‘Remember that time we fucked in thatalley?’

Theo stroked her thighs. ‘Of course, I do. How about theferry?’

‘Thenightclub?’

They both laughed. ‘God, I love you, Miss Wood,’ Theo laced his fingers throughhers.

‘I can’t wait to be your wife, Mr.Storm.’

In one movementhe moved so she was beneath him, gazing up at him with adoring eyes as he trust his cock deep inside of her, feeling his climax build. Jess arched her back, pressing her belly onto his as she came, a beautiful pink blush sweeping up her golden body. There really was nothing to compare to Jessica Wood’s beauty when she reached orgasm, Theo grinned to himself, as he came, his cock pumping hard spurts of come inside her. He loved that his seed would be inside her for a few days, that she would carry him with her. The fantasy he’d had months ago, about Jess pregnant with his child, came back to him. They’d never discussed kids – hell, he’d never wanted them until he’d met her. Now he couldn’t think of anything better than a bunch of mini-Jess’s runningaround.

After Jules isdead.

That thought came unbidden now but it obsessed him. What was he turning into? But he knew, he knew, Jess was thinking the same thing. There was a new fierceness to her, a resilience that he loved. She kept surprisinghim.

‘What are you thinking, big guy? Your face has gone all…wookie.’

Theo bust out laughing. ‘Wookie?’

She giggled. ‘Sorry, I couldn’t think of the rightword.’

He was still laughing. ‘So you went withWookie?’

She snuggled deeper into his arms. ‘Tellme.’

‘I was thinking that I would anything to keep you safe. Forever safe, not just right now safe.Safe.’

‘WookieSafe.’

He chuckled. ‘WookieSafe.’

She kissed his jaw. ‘I trust you completely, Theo. I trust in you, in us. Just know I’m in this too. I would do anything to keep you safe. Wookiesafe.’

He looked down at her lovely face, so earnest, so strong. ‘Always.’

‘Always.’

Amelia had toldthe security guard that ‘Clem’ would be going in out of the property to deliver the wine and champagne for the wedding and to expect him. She couldn’t have made it easier for him. The mini-cameras and microphones had been in their bedroom for good forty-eight hours now. Trouble was… Theo and Jessica hadn’t been. He’d taken Amelia to lunch earlier and he discovered that they were away at a conference until tomorrownight.

Patience. Patience. This is the long game. But he was getting antsy. He needed blood on hishands.

The girl had giventhe tiniest squeak before his hand went over her mouth. He dragged her into the trees, away from the tourist trails of the Gazzam Lake Preserve on Bainbridge Island. There were signs everywhere telling people not come here at night. Clearly these kids took no notice. He’d watched her separate from her friends, lag behind them as she checked her phone. Her black hair swung to her shoulders, her face sweet and plump. She was young, this one. She reminded him of the girl at the private school he’d been sent away to. Hannah. His first. He smiled at the memory. She’d complained about him to the faculty, asked them to make him stay away. He had stayed away, respected her wishes. Right up to the moment that he’d plunged his knife intoher.

‘Please don’t…..don’t…’