Uncontrollable Temptations (Tempted #3)(57)

I glanced down at her hip, pressing my fingers into the puckered flesh before lifting my eyes to her.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Reina. Not a damn ugly thing about you,” I growled. “Don’t you forget that,” I ordered, flipping her onto the bed, I leaned over her and undid the button of her jeans, pulling them down her legs.

I watched as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and shimmied the lace down her legs, kicking them off, exposing herself to me.

“You’re beautiful, Jack Parrish, broken and beautiful and I wouldn’t change a thing about you,” she said, as she crooked her finger beckoning me toward her. “You make a broken girl like me feel beautiful.”

I kneeled onto the bed, nudged her legs apart and crawled between them.

“So fucking beautiful, Sunshine,” I hissed, while she pushed my sweats down my legs, reaching into my boxer briefs and wrapping her fingers around my cock.

“Remember when I said you were mine?”

“I remember,” she said, licking her lips. “Asked for you to be mine too and you gave me your cut.” Her voice dripped with annoyance.

“You still want me to be yours?” I asked, fisting her hair as I slid the head of my cock against the entrance of her wet pussy.

“Don’t toy with me Jack, don’t make me say the words and you hand me your leathers again,” she warned, arching her hips, grinding herself against my cock.

“Hand you my soul, Sunshine, would that be enough?” I asked, releasing her hair and cupping her chin in my hand. “Give you everything I am, everything I got, you be my old lady.”

I thrusted into her heat and her pussy instantly clenched around my cock making it hard for me to move in and out of her. It was a game, a power trip, a test to see who would win.

“Your old lady?” She gasped as I grunted, slipping out of her.

“Means you’re mine,” I hissed, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, grazing my teeth over the nub. “Means you’re Property of Parrish in the eyes of the club—saying you’re my old lady is as good as a gold band on your finger,” I whispered, pushing back inside of her, filling her to the hilt and chuckling when her body went perfectly still. “Not proposing, Reina. Just not demanding you’re mine and asking instead, so, what do you say? You gonna be my old lady?”

She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind me.

“So you’re asking me to be your girlfriend?” She questioned, reaching between us and grabbing my balls.

“Christ,” I hissed. “Haven’t asked someone to be my girlfriend since I was fucking thirteen,” I grunted. She raised an eyebrow in question, dropping her hand from my balls and squeezing my cock with her pussy. “Yeah, Sunshine, I’m asking you to be my girlfriend.”

Her hold on me loosened, and I moved, rotating my hips, sliding in and out of her leisurely. She wrapped her arms around my neck and looked into my eyes, into the soul of a madman but in that moment neither of us seemed broken or damaged. I wasn’t crazy. She wasn’t scarred. We were just Jack and Reina, two lost souls who found relief in one another.

But I would always be Jack ‘Bulldog’ Parrish, a man at the mercy of his maker. My maker, my mind, will always taunt me.

“It’s all going to come crashing down,” my maker whispered.

“You’re going to lose her,” my mind taunted.

“She’s going to hate you for lying to her,” my conscience screamed.

“You stupid prick, thought you could have something as light as her when you’re destined to live in darkness,” the devil sounded.

“Lights out motherfucker,” my own voice living inside my head whispered.

“Say you’ll be my old lady, Reina. Promise me you’ll stick with me,” I ground out, lifting her leg over my shoulder and pounding desperately into her.

“Jack,” she gasped, meeting me thrust for thrust.

“Say it,” I growled, giving it to her harder, feeling her lose herself around me.

“I’ll be your old lady,” she shouted, as her body convulsed beneath me. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she arched into me, shouting my name as she came, her sweetness drenching my cock.

She sang me a lullaby to heal my soul and now she gave me the words that mended my heart. I pressed my mouth to hers, slipped my tongue inside and made love to her mouth the way my cock loved her pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore, one more thrust and I was coming, chanting my woman’s name like it was a goddamn prayer.

I was mad.

But I never knew there could be a good madness, one I didn’t have to fight.

I was mad about Reina, crazy for her and I didn’t have to fight against it, just fight for it. I pulled out of her, harshly breathing as I stared down at her.

“We’re in this together, Reina, whatever comes, remember you’re mine now. I don’t take that lightly and I sure as hell don’t let what’s mine slip through my fingers without a fight,” I warned her.

“Together,” she affirmed, lifting her head to kiss my lips delicately, before dropping her head back onto the pillow beaming up at me. “You’re mine,” she squealed in delight. “I never saw you coming, Jack Parrish, not in a million years but I’m so glad you walked into Dee’s Diner and ordered a slice of pie,” she added, giving me another kiss.