Broken Promise (The Denton Family Legacy #1)(31)

“Stop.”

“Your lips are telling me to stop, but your pussy is begging for me to continue. What’s it going to be, Lou?”

“Riley is wait—”

“He’ll wait. Do you want me to stop?”

She shook her head.

“Not good enough, Lou. I need to hear the words from your own lips. Shaking your head is not going to cut it.”

“Please,” she said. “Don’t make me.”

“Don’t make you beg?”

She nodded. Why were words evading her? Lou couldn’t recall a time in her life when she’d not said what she wanted. Jacob, he made her forget herself. He surrounded her, and she liked it.

“For me to take you, you’re going to have to beg.” He pulled his hand out of her pants and sucked his fingers. “It’s time for us to go to dinner.”

He picked up two trays of brownies and headed toward the door.

“That’s it? Is this what it’s about? You want to tease me just to show me you can have anyone.”

“I’ve never said anything like that to you.”

“What’s this about then?” she asked. “Are you just having fun? I know about Pam. She told me all about you.” Lou watched him tense.

“You’ve spoken to Pam?”

“She saw us coming out of the private rooms, and told me not to even think of falling for you. You’re not the kind of guy who gives himself. You’re a fuck them and leave them kind of person. Is that what you’re wanting? To fuck me?”

I shouldn’t care.

Lou did. She did care so damn much it hurt.

Jacob moved toward her, placing the trays back on the counter. “Don’t listen to anyone else. Yes, I fucked Pam, and I walked away. She was nothing more than a willing pussy for me to use for the night. I’ve fucked a great many women, and I’m not going to pretend I haven’t. There have been a lot of women.”

“And what? I’m special?”

“You don’t even have a clue how special you are to me.” He captured her chin, holding her in place. “It’s okay. I can wait until you see what’s going to happen between us. We’re going to fuck, and it’s going to be so good you’re going to think of nothing but my cock inside you, and I’m going to give it to you every single way I can. Until then, don’t be jealous. You’re the only woman who has made it to my parents’ place. Yes, you are special.” Once again he kissed her lips, and she didn’t want his kiss to end. He broke away, grabbing the brownies. “Let’s go.”





Chapter Eight



Abel had brought a date with him, and they were all grilling him. Jacob was surprised as they never took women, or their easy fucks, to their parents’ house for dinner. Lou was with his mother as he’d introduced the two when he first entered. The brownies had been taken straight to the kitchen to keep them out of his hands.

“Is she the one?” Gideon asked.

“Nah, there’s no way she’s the one. She looked like a schoolteacher,” Landon said.

“What the fuck is the problem? I brought a woman. Why does there have to be anything?” Abel asked.

“You do know that our parents believe we’ll only bring ‘the one’ back home?” Jacob asked.

“Like you? How is your dating going with Lou?”

“It’s not,” Riley said, butting into the conversation.

“We didn’t ask you,” Jacob said, glaring at his partner, and future brother-in-law.

“You didn’t, your brothers did. So how does this work? Do you just see a woman, and that’s it? You’re in love, and you can’t have any other woman?” Riley asked, looking at all of the brothers.

Jacob glanced at his five other brothers. His sister was nowhere to be seen. She was probably hiding out in her bedroom. She wanted to join the parties, yet she was the shiest one of the bunch.

“I don’t know. You’d have to ask the guy who’s been caught.” Damian spoke up, turning to look at him.

All of his brothers’ eyes looked at him.

“You’re in love with my sister?”

Jacob sighed. “I don’t know how to describe it. It was like I turned, and she was there, and everything just seemed to stop. All I could focus on was her. All I wanted was her.” He remembered the moment he saw her, the way his world just seemed to open up.

“Yeah, but Lou’s not exactly giving you the easiest time of it, is she?”

“It’s not a two way thing?” Abel asked.

“No. I spoke to Mom because I assumed it was, but it wasn’t. I feel everything, and yet she feels nothing.”