“I would have forgiven you, too, but I missed you and I kinda didn’t want to wait any longer.”

He looked at me as if what I said shocked him and I felt my cheeks heat. It had only been a little over two weeks and I was already missing him. He leaned in so sweetly and took my lips again. This time I felt the difference in his kiss. It was filled with emotion and I sighed as I opened for him, his tongue stroking mine so gently I felt my eyes water. He lifted me slightly to get more comfortable and I melted smoothly into him. When he had tasted my mouth in its entirety, he pulled away.

“Bring a bag,” he ordered with hooded eyes.

“A...oh,” I said, my sex yawning and stretching after a long nap. I ran my hands through his silky thick hair and smiled. “What a tantrum.”

“That’s nothing,” he warned.

“I’ll take my chances,” I said, looking into the deep blue eyes outlined in violet.

“I hope you really mean that,” he said, lifting me off his lap. “See you in a bit?”

“Yeah,” I said as he called to Trip, who had taken up residence on my recliner.

When he closed the door, I clutched my hands to my chest.

Too fast, Hilary. This is too fast.

But there was no use in reasoning with my carefree will now. My heart was already slightly attached to the man who had just walked out my door.

Sitting at Jayden’s table a few hours later, I felt the undeniable sexual tension climbing between us as I continued to rattle on nervously. “And then there is Sabrina. She’s the third. I love her, but it seems her sole purpose in life is to resemble a walking identity crisis.” Jayden listened as I rambled on through a delicious dinner of fresh caught rainbow trout with almond butter and sautéed Brussels sprouts—which I’d hated until I’d tasted his.

“Molly is the youngest. She’s by far the most normal of us all, until you piss her off. Then she’s a downright outlaw. I think you would like her,” I muttered on nervously, sipping my amber beer and picking at the label. “And my mother...Lord, you two have so much in common in the kitchen. I should take you to brunch...you know...sometime down the road, or whatever. Anyway, that’s basically it.” I looked up to see a small smile on Jayden’s lips. He had his elbows on the table, his hands folded under his chin, and was leaning toward me. I hadn’t shut up since we sat down and Jayden, besides a question here and there, had only got a word or two in edgewise as he sipped his coffee, which was odd for him. Normally, he spoke a mile a minute.

“What?” I asked as he kept staring, his smile broadening with kept silence. I stood up with Jell-O knees and grabbed his plate. “I’m doing the dishes, and I don’t want any lip. Seriously, I want to pull my weight around here. Even if you have to go behind me because I didn’t use the correct brush or whatever, let me, okay?” I had learned in our short time together that Jayden’s ‘particulars’ were a must for him. But, it also meant he wasn’t letting me share in the weight of the workload.

He gripped my wrist and brought the plate back to the table in front of him then stood next to me. Pulse kicking into overdrive, I stood waiting as he brushed my hair back off my shoulder and he leaned over, gripping the back of my head gently as he whispered, “Are you nervous?”

“Yes,” I answered before he got the words out.

“I want to be inside you, Hilary. I want to see you come again by my fingers, my mouth, my cock.”

I moaned as his teeth gently gripped my lobe. “But I can wait as long as you need me to.”

“Please don’t,” I said, turning my head to look at him. He grabbed my hand, lacing my fingers with his, and walked us to his room. “I’m going to do the dishes and walk Trip. I want you in my bed naked when I get back.”

Oh, Jesus.

He turned me so my back was against the wall as he braced one hand next to my head while the other slowly started lifting my dress until it was over my panties and bunched in his fist. He stood there as his deep blue eyes washed my face in their color. I got lost in them. He leaned in, swiping his tongue over my bottom lip. “I lied when I told you I wasn’t sure what I wanted from you. I want you and tonight I’m asking you to give me what I want and tomorrow, too. And the day after. And the day after that. And the one after that. If that’s too heavy—”

“It was a white lie,” I murmured. “They are harmless.”

He let go of my dress, his hand still beneath it as his fingertips skimmed back and forth over my stomach. My eyes fluttered shut as his hand dipped down, skimming the top of my panties. A whimper escaped me as we stood face to face, my head tilted up as I admired my view. I’d come to know a few sides of Jay. Playful Jayden was adorable. Nervous Jayden was endearing. Affectionate Jayden was beautiful. But this Jayden...this Jayden was molten. I felt the warmth spread in my panties just as his fingertip swiped from the middle of my sex to my pulsing tip. He drew in a deep pull of air as he felt me ready for him. He added another finger, teasing me as he slowly slid them s against my sex. I stood paralyzed as he took my hand, guiding it down to the hard and ready bulge in his pants. I gripped him, and when I got a small amount of my senses back, I pushed his shirt up and dipped into his shorts, surprising him and getting one of my own as I felt his hard thickness in my hand. His impressive dick was pure steel covered with the softest skin I’d ever felt. We locked eyes as I gripped him tighter, strumming my thumb over his silky head and rubbing in the moisture leaking out of him. A gasp followed as his fingers entered me. His eyes still penetrated me as his fingers delved deeper. I moaned, arching my back off the wall as I gripped him tighter, seeing his lips part. He closed his eyes briefly as his soaked fingers ran through my sex, stretching and destroying me.

“Please,” I said, needing to feel him, unable to take any more.

“I have to walk Trip, or I would, baby. Get in there and get naked. I’ll be right there.”

“Ah, Ah,” I moaned out and crumbled as his fingers moved faster, my vision blurring with pleasure before the evidence spilled down my cheeks. Jayden froze as his fingers stilled.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I said, arching my back further, begging him to resume his pace. “It’s absolutely perfect.” He brought his fingers to his mouth and closed his eyes as he tasted me. I looked down between us as I stroked his thick length, then let my eyes drift back to his, which were still closed as he cleaned his fingers.

In a flash of movement, he stopped my hand and turned me away from him, pulling my dress over my head. I stood in my panties—no bra due to my strapless sundress—as I waited. I wanted him to lose control, but he maintained, and all I could feel was his labored breath on my skin.

“Go,” he ordered as I took a step into the bedroom, turning back around so he saw me bared to him. He cursed, calling Trip’s name as he put distance between us. When he’d reluctantly walked out of sight, I retreated to his bathroom, my hands on either side of the sink as I took in my heated cheeks and swollen mouth. So this is what I looked like turned on to the point of becoming insane. I searched for a tube of toothpaste in his medicine cabinet, seeing a number of prescription bottles. Out of curiosity, I picked one up to study it. Lithium. I’d heard of the drug and knew it was strong. What the hell was he doing with this? I looked at the bottle and saw his name written across it. Jayden Albert Monroe.

I snorted as I put the bottle back, knowing I’d have to ask him about the medication later. There were several. I found a tube of paste and quickly did a quick brush with my finger, having left my overnight bag in the living room. The man had my dress and clearly wanted me a naked captive.