When I told my wife I was going to wait for her at the bar while she went to the ladies room, my intentions were to drink a dram of whiskey while I waited for her. I figured it would be a good distraction since all I could think about was getting Harper home, stripping her of her clothes, and tying her up to our bed.

The way her eyes ate up my appearance while we enjoyed dinner made it nearly impossible not to get up from the table, take her hand, and leave this restaurant immediately. When it came to Harper, I was insatiable. I would never get enough of her.

However, what I was not intending when I came to the bar was to be approached by a very unattractive brunette woman whose voice was probably the only real thing about her. That's one thing I appreciated about Harper. She didn't need fake tits and a clown's worth of makeup to make herself look beautiful. She was naturally breathtaking. Every single thing about her. Inside and out.

"What do you say?" The woman asked me in a voice that I assumed she thought was sexy. "Let's get out of here. I promise I can show you a good time."

When she reached out with her hand to run it along my chest, I grabbed her by the wrist to stop her. "I already told you," I said with an edge to my tone. "I'm married and not interested. I would appreciate it if you would turn around and leave."

She yanked her hand free from my hold and scoffed. "Yes. I saw you dancing with a blonde woman. She seemed...plain. And I don't see her anywhere around here."

"Watch it," I admonished her. "My wife is anything but plain. And not someone you want to mess with."

"Talking about me?"

Harper's appearance couldn't have come at a better moment. At the same instant that I wrapped my arm around her waist, she rested her left hand on my chest, intentionally showing off the large diamond wedding ring on her finger.

"You're back, Princess," I murmured while nuzzling her neck. And with the deadly look my wife had on her face as she stared at the woman, it was a good way to hide my smile. "I missed you."

"Who's your friend, baby?"

My eyes went back to the woman with an unfriendly expression of my own. "Shes no one. And was just leaving."

The woman's eyes ran over Harper with a distasteful curl of her lips. With a shrug she said, "Divorce rates are on the rise nowadays."

Just as the woman went to turn around and leave, my wife said, "I'll try to remember that while his face is buried between my thighs in thirty minutes."

Ignoring the surprised gasps from the few people around us who overheard Harper's words, I chuckled darkly before capturing her lips in a deep kiss. "Right you are, love. Why don't we get out of here so I can get started."

She licked at my lips. "Let's go." Grabbing me by the hand, Harper shoved past the women as we headed to the exit. "Excuse us."

Once we got outside of the restaurant, I grabbed Harper by the waist and pressed her back against the wall. My eyes held hers as I gently wrapped one hand around her throat and stroked her fast pulse that beat against my thumb.

"You know, Princess, I think green is my new favorite color on you." I knew that the hunger in her eyes was mirrored in mine. My lips brushed against hers in a teasing way. "When you get so jealous like that, like you're staking your claim on me the same way that I do you, it makes me want you more than I ever have before."

"Is that so?" She breathed and I nodded. "Then why don't you take me home and prove it."

The smile that stretched across my face was so dark and full of sensual promises that I felt Harper's body shiver against mine. "Oh, Princess," I murmured while stroking her bottom lip with my thumb. "You really shouldn't have said that."

When I saw that woman fawning all over my husband right in front of my face, I wanted to punch her in her fake tits. And when she had the nerve to try to say that Jackson and I would be divorced eventually? I just couldn't help myself with what I said next. Rubbing it in her face about what was in store for Jackson and I once we got home was too good to resist.

And the way he responded to my words turned my raging jealousy into an unquenchable hunger to have that hard cock of his driving inside me all night long. Especially after that little warning he gave me when we were standing outside the restaurant.

Jackson broke a lot of speeding laws on the way to our condo and he also didn't waste any time getting me out of my dress and into our bed. As I laid there, naked and spread eagle with my hands tied to our bed and my eyes blindfolded, I almost couldn't stand the anticipation.

When Jackson applied more whipped cream over both of my breasts, and I felt that talented tongue of his start licking it off one by one, I pulled at my restraints and moaned with pleasure.

"Jackson...please."

I felt him smile against my skin as he licked at the dessert and sucked my nipples with talent that still marveled me even after all these years.

"I told you I would make you beg for me, Princess." His mouth moved to my other breast to show it the same exquisite treatment. "Now, be a good girl and tell me exactly what it is you want from me."

His dirty talk alone nearly had me coming then and there. My sex clenched and I had to bite down on my bottom lip. I heard what he said, but it was hard to concentrate on getting the words out while he started kissing and licking his way down my stomach.

"I can't hear you, Princess."

I didn't need the ability to see to know exactly what he looked like right now. Completely naked, his magnificent body was hovering over mine. His eyes would be dark blue due to the hunger he felt for me. That thick cock of his hard and throbbing with the urge to be inside of me. How he as able to hold back long enough to tease me was a mystery.

"I still can't hear you," he all but growled. I felt his lips brush against my hip bone. Then he positioned himself between my legs, throwing one over his shoulder. There was a slow lick on the inside of my thigh. "Still waiting, love. Tell me what I want to hear."

My head fell back at the same time I pulled at the silk that was wrapped around my wrists. "Jackson..."

"Say it," he demanded. His words brushed against my core and my whole body shivered. God...he was so close...

A fierce need had the words he wanted to hear shooting out of my mouth. "Jackson, please. I need your tongue inside me. Lick me until I scream your name over and over again."

"With pleasure," he murmured. Then I felt that talented tongue of his do a long and slow lick between my thighs.

"Don't tease me," I hissed at him.

There was a dark chuckle followed by him saying, "I wouldn't dream of it, love."

His mouth was all over me in the next instant. His warm tongue delving into my core at the same time his thumb worked my clit. Even though it was pointless, I couldn't stop myself from jerking at the restraints. I wanted my hands buried in his black hair. Pressing his face deeper into me until I came. The only thing I could do was be at his mercy. My head fell back against the pillows and my back arched off the bed.

Moans and desperate pleas for more were tumbling from my lips. My hips were moving against my will, working against his mouth, trying to feel him everywhere as much as possible.

His hands grasped my upper thighs and he jerked me closer to him. Well, as much as the restraints would allow. Then those beautiful lips circled around my clit. His tongue flicked against it...and I exploded.

"Oh, God," I moaned, riding my release. I barely had time to come down from it before I was hit with another. And another. "Jackson. I need you inside me. Right now. Please."

When he finally lifted his mouth from between my thighs, I couldn't seem to catch my breath as I felt the bed shift beneath me while he moved up my body. Then the blindfold was removed. It took a second for my eyes to adjust to sudden change, but when they did, I almost came for a fourth time.

Jackson's eyes were filled with so much adoration and love it was impossible to look away. The self-satisfied smile he was sporting was sexy as hell. And his lips were glossy from my release—which only reminded me of what he was just doing.

"You have no idea how much I enjoy your sweetness as it slides down my throat," he said roughly before his eyes briefly dropped to my lips. "Kiss me, Princess."

Our lips met and his tongue shot into my mouth, tangling with mine until we were both groaning. The taste of myself on his lips drove me crazy. And he felt the same way. 

"I need you inside me," I breathed when he left a trail of hot kisses along my neck. "Please, Jackson."

"I love how passionate you are," he said throatily. His hand was like a hot brand as he ran it down my body and over my thigh, lifting my leg to circle around his hips while I felt the head of his erection fall into place at my core. "Especially when you beg like that."

One hard, powerful thrust had him all the way inside me. I came instantly. As my body convulsed around his hard length, he didn't move.

His eyes slid shut as my climax ripped through me. "Christ. The feel of you coming on my cock, Princess...best fucking feeling in the world."

Once again, he didn't wait until my soul returned to Earth before he withdrew and thrust back into me with equal force as the one before. Every single ounce of restraint he showed before evaporated. His hands were on the bed on either side of me, balancing his weight.

"More," I begged when his hips started to swing freely. The speed and roughness of him driving into me so hard brought tears to my eyes. But not from pain. It was because it felt so fucking good. "Jackson...yes."

Just like he promised, his name tore out of my throat over and over again as the pleasure continued to build and build. Both of my legs were now locked around his waist, trying to pull him even deeper inside me.

"Look at me, love." My eyes flipped open and met his blue gaze. "Am I yours, Princess? All yours? No one else's?"

"Yes," I hissed, knowing he was referring to that fake bitch at the restaurant. He loved when I got jealous. "You're all mine. Your cock inside me is mine. Your body. Your mouth..." My words broke off on a moan when he hit my sweet spot. "And your heart," I said finally. "Your heart is mine. All of it—all of you—is mine. Forever."

"God, I love you." The world's were growled into my mouth as he gave me a fierce kiss. "You're mine, too, Princess. Every single bit of you is all mine."

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned, already on the verge of another orgasm. "I love you."

Jackson's back arched as he came deep inside me. And at the same instant, my own release hit me. As we came together and he looked deep into my eyes, I briefly thought of that fake bitch one more time.

Divorce, huh? Well, I had a response for that. As Jackson would say, not bloody likely.

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Ummm.....yeah. Am I the only one who REALLY misses Jackson and Harper? 🖤