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asked JC while stomping in a fast rhythm to bring Anna once again to the peak of their love. "I love you, Jason ... aakhh! Oohh ... JASON!" Anna screamed when she was at her climax which felt so vibrating throughout her body. Anna's cell phone rang loudly signaling an incoming call. Jason and Anna stared at each other tensely with their bodies still linked at the bottom. "Want me to pick up the call for you, Anna?" said JC grinning sinisterly. Author notes: Hi, Dear Readers. If you don't mind please leave comment and rate this book for me. I wish you enjoy the story. Thank you.

" Skyla.! it's nice having you around after such a long time. Where's Jason.? Grace asked cheerfully… or rather false cheer because I know none of them in the family liked me. But Jason was head strong on marrying me, so they had to pretend they did like me. “Jason.. he's at the company… “Then what are you doing here.? Fiona rudely cut in. " I came to see pa.. i mumbled. “Pa is having his rest. You can leave now" Fiona continued with her rude tone and this time, Grace didn't stop her, knowing Jason wasn't around me to stop them from attacking. I stood transfixed, looking at Grace for help. But she just turned her face away and continued chewing the gum in her mouth noisily.

I nod, his hands falling from my face. “Thank you,” he grumbles. I can’t take my eyes off of him. I feel this weird tugging in my chest, this warmth that seeps in out of nowhere. Jaxon isn’t only a great fuck, he’s a genuinely good guy. If I’m not careful, I could find myself falling for him. I push past him, darting a mischievous glance over my shoulder. “Race ya?”

But suddenly I hear the front door open with a gash of wind which carry the most intoxicating alluring scent. Jason walks in without a shirt, drenched in sweat from his usual morning patrol. The sweat droplets trickle down his chiseled chest, outlining every muscle and disappearing into the waist band of his shorts which clung to his crotch. I can't help myself but lick my lips and swallow. For a split second, I find myself admiring him, remembering the man that seduced me with just his mare touch—the man I thought would be mine forever. Fuck Stacy, he divorced you remember!

She blinked her eyes continuously. "Jason Duncan. You are him right. Buts that's impossible". She lowly said but he misunderstood her. He thought she didn't believe he could make it but actually she wondered why Jason will have mistresses and mistreat them . "Miss Asra I will not tolerate one more insult. Do you want this job or not". Lucy had already given up as she saw him. How was she supposed to kill Jason , the one guy she love even till now. She lowered her head and sat down submissively.

He replies almost immediately. “He is a good man. One with mysteries though.” “Does his secrets make him bad?” “No. Intriguing.” His eyes narrow and I shrug. “What do you know about Jason?” “Enough that I trust him.” “Did you do a background check...” “I did not…” “Then how were you able to quote his paper on Forensic Science before he even started working here?” “I read a lot.” “Atlas.” Sigh. They really are friends. They're both very annoying.

Mom lowered her hips and I gasped when the head of my cock pressed against her ass. "Go ahead." She said softly. "Take it." "I...we don't have too." I said nervously. "I told you I'll do anything for you Jason, I'm your girl honey, your dirty girl, so go on and take me," she pushed her ass against me, "All of me."

{Grace} I had the perfect imagination for my birthday. My dress was bought a week before, and since it was my eighteenth birthday, I couldn't wait to meet my fated mate, if he would be among the guests. My father had his beta take care of the guest list while the rest of the preparation was personally taken care of by my father, Alpha Moses from the star pack. I was just as excited as every girl in my shoes would be; turning eighteen meant a lot of things, which included shifting for the first time.

A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET Chapter 4 Grace I sat and watched Vermont make love to the Mexican lady. It wouldn't faze me, I thought. I had watched Father do the same to Eloise far too many times to be fazed by this one. It wasn't something new, but then, it was. What I was seeing was new and odd. The way he trailed soft kisses over her body, meticulously sucking and caressing her nipples was looking so pleasurable that for the first time ever, I wanted it for myself.

My nipples drag across the polished wood with every shove of his hips, overstimulated, my pussy dripping, stretched tight around his cock. Slap. Slap. Slap. It echoes in the silence between words. There’s a pause outside the door. Then a sigh. “Okay,” she says softly. “Just… hurry. Everyone’s waiting.” Her footsteps recede. Jason chuckles low in his throat, pulling his hand from my mouth, trailing it down my spine like he’s smoothing silk. “Good girl,” he breathes. Then he slams into me again.