Laurann Dohner: Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 2

Jesus, don’t leave me now. It took me my entire life to find you.

“I don’t accept that,” Jake ground out. “How can you just give up on us that easily?” He raised a fist and pounded it into his other palm. “I won’t fucking let you!”

Her green eyes, usually so sparkly, looked dim. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, “but your world is too different from mine.”

“That’s not my world, and it never was. I might have tried to convince myself otherwise for several years, but it never felt right. You feel right. We feel right. For fuck’s sake, Mulberry Street feels right!”

Robyn bit down on her lower lip. He didn’t know if that was a good sign or a bad one.

“I love you,” Jake said wearily. “I’m in love with you. I want to marry you and get you pregnant like yesterday. I won’t let you walk away, baby.” His voice sounded hoarse even to him. “I need you too fucking much.”

Robyn’s beautiful eyes teared up. He really wished he was better at reading women because, again, he didn’t know if that was a good sign or a death sentence. Either way, he didn’t like her crying. It tore at his heart.

“Why, then, have you never tried to make love to me?” Robyn quietly asked.

“I didn’t want to scare you off! I was waiting and praying like hell you’d make the first—”

Jake’s eyes narrowed in dawning comprehension. “Is that what this is about? You think I’m not physically attracted to you?”

She nodded.

Jake shook his head to clear it. He ran a hand through his dark hair that Robyn hadn’t wanted him to cut off.

“You want the truth?” Jake murmured. “The whole truth?”

Robyn’s entire body seemed to tense. “Nothing but.”

“Okay, you asked for it.” Jake’s eyes narrowed further. “The truth is that the moment I saw you, my dick got so hard it was painful. That was the pain that got lost in translation, not my damn knee.”

Robyn’s eyes widened.

“The truth is I was muttering to myself in the bistro that day because I was trying to talk my erection down so I could approach you and ask you out.”

Could her eyes get any wider? Jake took a step toward her.

“The truth is I have had to masturbate three times a day—every fucking day—since the moment I laid eyes on you to keep from throwing myself on top of you like a damn animal.”

She visibly gulped. He took another step toward her, completely closing the distance between them.

“The truth is…you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my entire goddamn life, and there’s not a supermodel alive who can hold a fucking candle to you.”

Robyn searched his face, as if looking for clues that he was telling the truth.

“Take off my jeans, baby,” he murmured, “and you’ll see just how hot you make me.”

Silence ensued, a long pause that seemed to last a lifetime. And then, much to his surprise, Robyn backed up a step and started undoing the belt to her bathrobe.

Jake swallowed against the invisible knot in his throat. His cock was already painfully stiff and she hadn’t even removed her robe yet. Don’t change your mind, baby. Please don’t change your—

Her robe dropped to the floor. His pulse picked up and his dark eyes grew heavy-lidded. Jake slowly exhaled. He’d pictured Robyn naked a thousand times, but no fantasy could have prepared him for the real deal.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said thickly as his gaze traveled up and down the length of her naked body.

His cock was so hard and his mind so consumed with pure, unadulterated lust that he couldn’t be sure if he’d said those words aloud or just thought them. His narrowed gaze flicked to her full, heavy breasts, causing Jake’s throat to go dry. He didn’t find skin stretched over silicone any more desirable than skin stretched over bones. Robyn’s tits were large and flawlessly rounded, and very real. And her stiff, pink nipples…

Jake’s breathing grew heavier. He’d be sucking on those nipples for hours.

His intense gaze wandered lower, to her ample hips and softly rounded belly, before lowering farther to drink in the sight of her gorgeous cunt. The hair on her pussy was short and well-manicured, a tiny little patch of dark gold that told him she came by that honey-colored hair naturally.

He blew out a breath. Her ripe, fertile body was perfect. She was perfect, period. Robyn was everything he’d ever wanted, in bed or out of it.

“Let’s go to your bedroom, baby,” Jake said hoarsely.

He forced himself to blink as if awakening from a trance and quickly removed his rain-soaked clothes. He heard her breath catch as she stared at his erect cock, which damn near made him come. He had waited his entire life to be inside a woman this arousing and he couldn’t wait another second.

Jake’s mouth came down hard on Robyn’s, his big hands crudely groping all over her naked body like an eager virgin. He briefly worried he was being too rough, but that fear was hastily cast aside. Robyn wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with the same animalistic intensity. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues clashed and dueled, her fingers threading through his thick mane of dark hair.

Jake lifted Robyn into his arms, their kiss never breaking, and hurriedly carried her into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed as gently as his aroused state could manage, his body quickly and heavily covering hers.

“I need to be inside you,” Jake growled, tearing his mouth from Robyn’s. His breathing was heavy, his gaze unwavering as he waited for her permission. “ Now. ”

Robyn said nothing with her lips, but everything with her body. She spread her legs wide before rearing up a little to tease him with her pussy. The scent of her arousal perfumed the air, damn near forcing him to spill himself right then.

Jake hissed out a breath, his jaw clenching, as he grabbed his cock by the base. His gaze bored into Robyn’s as he guided himself to her wet, tight opening. “You’re mine now, baby,” Jake ground out, his tone possessive. “Don’t ever try to leave me again.”

Her lips parted as if to speak. Jake groaned as he surged inside her tight cunt, impaling her with one long, hard thrust.

She felt so fucking good—warm, tight and sticky.

Robyn moaned, whatever she had been about to say forgotten as he seated himself fully inside her. Jake’s breathing couldn’t have been heavier. He had wanted to be slow and gentle with Robyn for their first time together, but higher thinking eluded him.

“My pussy,” Jake told her through gritted teeth. Unfamiliar with displays of emotion, he couldn’t verbalize how deeply Robyn had scared him when she’d said things between them were over. His nostrils flared in remembered pain. “You understand me?”

Robyn’s eyes widened. He didn’t wait for a reply and didn’t want one because he was never letting her go. Jake pulled his cock halfway out and surged inside her again, earning him a gasp.

He wasted no time in fucking her hard, rooting in and out of her tiny cunt like an animal. They moaned as one, Robyn’s legs wrapped around his waist as he mercilessly impaled her.

“Jake,” she groaned, meeting him thrust for thrust. “Fuck me harder.”

The dirty words were like a drug that he craved to hear again and again. His jaw tensed as he gave her what she wanted, burying his stiff cock inside her tight, sticky pussy to the hilt. He drove into her harder, faster, showing no mercy. The sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin filled the bedroom. The combined scent of their arousal permeated the air, a heady aphrodisiac.

Jake could feel her pussy clenching, telling him she was close to coming. He picked up the pace, pistoning in and out of her like a man obsessed. He fucked her hard and ruthlessly, over and over, again and again and again.