She really couldn’t believe this was happening.
He glided his hands down to spread the lips of her pussy. Lou gasped as he fingered over her slit, stroking her clit. He circled her hard bud before dipping down to sink inside her pussy.
“This is mine now,” he said.
“Yes.” She didn’t want any other man. Jacob had invaded every single one of his senses.
He pumped inside her, and she stared down, watching his fingers slide inside her with ease. Tonight wasn’t about her, so she batted his hand away, and moved to the point that she was kneeling in front of him. Taking hold of his rock hard cock, she pumped the length from base up to the top. Flicking her tongue over the tip she tasted his pre-cum. Taking the entire head into her mouth, she sucked him in deep.
Jacob hissed, wrapping his fingers into her hair and holding tightly. She sucked him until he went deep into her mouth. She pulled away and started to bob her head, taking more of him inside.
Glancing up, she saw his gaze was trained on her. She flicked her tongue over the tip, and he groaned.
“Babe, you’re teasing me on purpose. I’m not going to last.” He released a groan, and she hummed, taking more of him into her mouth. He tasted musky, and his pre-cum leaked onto her tongue. She swallowed him down, wanting to give him the kind of mind-numbing pleasure that he’d given her.
Tightening her mouth around him, she cupped his balls, teasing them.
“Fuck, babe, I’m going to come.”
She didn’t stop, working his dick as the first of his cum spilt into her mouth. Lou swallowed him down, and she moaned as the salty taste of him slid down her throat.
“Fuck, baby.”
When she pulled away, Jacob flipped her over, kissing her neck, and then moving down to her tits. He sucked on each nipple in turn, and then glided down, his tongue creating a trail down her body.
He spread her legs open, spreading the lips of her pussy, and sliding his tongue between her folds. She cried out as he caressed her clit, sliding down to plunging inside her cunt.
“I could spend the whole night tasting your sweet pussy.” He sucked her clit into his mouth, and she whimpered unable to contain her pleasure.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she said, begging him.
He fucked her with two of his fingers, going deep within her as he tongued her clit. Lou came within seconds of his tongue teasing her over and over again. Jacob further shocked her as he slid deep, his cock already hard. “I can’t get enough of you.” Gripping her hips, he started to work in and out of her, taking his time as her pussy tightened around him.
She thrust up to meet him, and when that wasn’t enough, he pulled out of her, flipping her onto her knees, and sliding in deep. He wrapped his fingers in her hair, and lifted her head up. “Look at us, Lou. Watch as I fuck you, and know there’s not going to be any other woman. You’re the woman who owns my heart, and I will do everything in my power to keep you happy, and never let you go.”
He kissed her neck, and she gave herself over to him completely. She didn’t want to fight her feelings for him anymore.
They came together, holding each other tightly, and Lou would do anything to keep them in their happy bubble.
Chapter Twelve
Two months later
Jacob looked around at the people at the underground fighting ring, and he couldn’t shift the uneasiness that had settled deep in his gut. It had been two months since Lou had moved in with him, and he was going to ask her to marry him later tonight. However, his parents had asked him to see the Moores as they were constantly badgering Landon, trying to get him to fight. He saw Abel, Gideon, and even Damian had come along with him. No one fucked with a Denton, and they didn’t like how Landon was being approached, even at high school.
Riley was around the back going to get his parents, and he’d taken Lou with him as he did have every intention of taking her out to dinner in order to ask her to marry him. Of course that hadn’t happened. His father had called, asking for him to come to this fight, and to let the Moores know to stay away from Landon.
“I don’t like this,” Jacob said, looking around at the overcrowded basement of a nightclub. The Moores were the ones who organized the fight, and this one looked like it was going to get ugly. He saw the violence simmering in every single person. They were all out for blood, and with blood, there was money.
“Something is going down tonight,” Abel said. “I suggest we get our warning out to Moores, and then leave. I don’t want to be around when the shit hits the fan.”
Jacob agreed and squeezed Lou’s hand.
“Do you want me to stay here?” she asked.
“You’ve got no chance. I’m not leaving you in this shithole. Stay beside me, do not let go of my hand.” He shouldn’t have brought her with him.