Stolen Love, The Complete Collection: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (12 page)

Jason, on the other hand, was from a very different, pampered world. I didn’t want him to be anywhere near the danger. It was bad enough we had to save his sister—I didn’t want to have to worry about him as well. He was a high profile individual who was absolutely clueless about the shady world I lived in. Most importantly, he was the main target, and that meant that someone didn’t like him very much. He needed to stay as far away from the danger as possible because when push came to shove, the criminals wouldn’t hesitate to remove him from the picture. The thought of that was a little more than I could handle.

“I think you need to stay behind, Jason,” I said, knowing he was going to be pissed.

He looked up at me with surprise. “That’s my sister. I’m going with you.”

“It’s too dangerous.”

Lexy and James stood there quietly, knowing I was treading dangerous waters with him.

“What are you talking about, Mackenzie? Do I look like a Girl Scout? I think I can handle a little danger.”

“That’s not what I meant. I’m not saying you’re a weak man. But you’re the target here, which means that someone has it out for you. You’re the last person who should be at the scene of the crime. Just seeing you might set them off—they might kill her.”

“She’s right, Jason. You’re the target,” agreed James.

“I don’t care! I’m coming, so get used to the idea. This conversation is over.”

Actually, it wasn’t. Jason had no idea what he was getting into. And I wasn’t about to just let things go. “You have no business being in the fire, Jason. You wanted our help for a reason—because you understood you couldn’t do it yourself. So sit back and relax, and let us do what we’re good at.”

“Give me a break, Mackenzie. Unless you’re really good at hostage situations, you don’t know any more about this than I do. I don’t know why you’re acting like this, but I don’t like it.”

“I’m not going to sit around and see you get hurt. And I do know more than you. That’s why you hired me. I know how to steal things, and I’m damn good at it. I’m going to go in there and steal your sister back from the kidnappers.”

I could tell that Jason was steaming mad at me, but I had to try whatever I could to get him to stay and be safe—even if it broke us up. I would risk everything if I knew it would save him. He was becoming increasingly important to me, but that meant nothing if he was dead.

“Just listen to her, Jason,” James said. “You don’t want to get your hands dirty. Leave the hard work to the ladies.”

He chuckled and gave me a wink, and I wanted to strangle him. Leave it to James’s quirky sense of humor to add fuel to the fire. I was just about to tell him where to shove it when Lexy grabbed his hand and removed him from my presence. It was in his best interest to be out of my sight because he was just making a tension-filled situation that much worse.

“We’re going to grab a coffee and finish our intel,” Lexy announced. “You two work things out.”

Her bedroom door slammed, and Jason and I stood staring at each other.

“Why are you being such a bitch in front of everyone?” he asked me.

“Excuse me?”

“Look, I’m not trying to be mean, but you’re practically cutting my balls off here. I can handle myself, believe it or not.”

The tension between us was thick, and I knew what the problem was. I was horny, and fighting with Jason was just exacerbating my physical desire for him. He looked so hot standing there, and when he got me riled up, all I wanted to do was jump him. I could tell by the heat in his eyes that he felt the same way.

But I had to control my libido. We had work to do, and I couldn’t let my lust for him get in the way of keeping him safe. Ignoring the issue wasn’t working, however, because it had become the elephant in the room. So I crossed the room, grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulled him close to me, and planted my mouth on his, kissing him passionately. We were going to work this out the old-fashioned way.

My heart was beating so furiously I thought it was going to burst through my ribcage and explode through my chest. It felt like I might even pass out. The taste of him made me insane, and I grew warm all over with the thought of being with him. I pulled back and looked at him. His gaze made it clear he was feeling the same way.

“I want you so badly, Jason,” I told him.

He flashed me a devilish grin that made me flush with warmth. “I’m going to make you feel really good, Mackenzie. There are so many dirty things I’d love to do to you. Would you like that?”

The images his comment conjured up were highly intoxicating, and I wanted him even more than ever. He held me close and kissed me voraciously, the taste of him sweet and alluring. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I accepted it willingly, sucking him slowly before I pulled away. His hand found my breast, and he kneaded it softly. He pulled off my T-shirt and tossed it aside, interrupting our kiss momentarily to gaze at my breasts that were begging to be released from my bra.

“You are so beautiful.”

I smiled, though all I could think about was how delicious Jason looked naked. I took his hand and led him to the living room chair. He unclasped my bra and pushed me back onto the seat cushion. His mouth found a nipple, and he sucked and licked it. The sensation was driving me crazy, and I felt my panties getting wet. I moaned softly as he replaced his mouth with his fingers and rolled my nipple between them, a little roughly. I liked it—a lot—and it caused an ache between my legs as my desire reached a fever pitch. He continued playing with my nipples, and I moaned loudly in extreme pleasure. I reached down and massaged the front of his jeans and could feel his hard cock straining against the fabric.

He smiled down at me. “Do you want it?” he asked. “Do you want it in your mouth?”

I nodded, rendered speechless by the words that came out of his mouth. I felt wanton around him, like I would do just about anything to have him please me and give me what I wanted. He unsnapped the button of his jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. He pushed his pants down and stepped out of them then removed his boxer briefs. His hard cock sprang free and bounced tantalizingly before me. I was still amazed at how long and thick he was—the sight of him literally took my breath away. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked on it. His eyes closed as I sucked harder, massaging his balls with one hand and using the other to stroke his cock as I tasted it. I swirled my tongue around his tip, and he thrust his hips toward me in response. I could feel his legs begin to shake, and I worked him even harder.

“Oh god, Mackenzie, you’re so good at this.”

I took his cock deeper into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I moved my mouth up and down rhythmically, fluidly. He grabbed a handful of my hair and fucked my mouth hard.

His moans of pleasure excited me, and I felt my pussy growing even wetter, demanding attention. Jason must have read my body’s mind because he pulled his cock out of my mouth and yanked his shirt off. I stood up and followed suit, quickly removing all my clothes and then taking my time to slip off my thong, amused by the heat in his eyes as he watched me. He couldn’t take his eyes off my pussy.

“You look so good.”

I felt sultry and seductive, and I pushed him back into the chair. “Sit down, baby. I want to sit on your cock and ride it.”

He grinned expectantly. I got into position with my back facing him and plunged myself onto his hardness. He was pushed right up against my G-spot in that position, and the sensation sent a shiver throughout my entire body. It felt so good I thought I might literally lose my mind. I started moving, slowly at first. He felt hard and smooth inside me, and it wasn’t long before I was riding him vigorously. His soft moaning and muttered encouragements were making it hard to maintain any kind of control.

“Mmmm, so sexy, girl. You feel delicious. You ride my cock good, baby.”

His voice, his words, his massive cock were driving me mad. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Jason reached around and started playing with my clit. It was almost too much sensation to bear, but I couldn’t get enough. Small cries escaped my lips with each pump of my hips. I was completely possessed by him, begging him—more, harder, deeper. My pussy was dripping, and I could feel it pooling on his belly.

I cried out as an orgasm shuddered through me, but I kept going, pumping his cock furiously, and soon a second climax made me scream out his name. “Oh god, Jason…oh dear god, fuck me! That feels so good!”

He put his hands on my hips, stopping me. “My turn. I want my cock in you, and I want to fuck you hard.”

I lifted myself off of him, eager to see what he had in mind.

Seeing his wet, ramrod-stiff cock made me horny all over again. Even though my body was spent and tender, I desperately wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me in any way he wanted. I couldn’t believe what was happening with my body. My pussy was throbbing, and I needed him to give me release from that intense feeling.

He got up from the chair and pushed me into it, then he lifted my legs over my head. I did as I was told, my body weakened from pleasure. I was lying on my back, my head against the back of the chair and my legs spread above him. My pussy was open to him, pulsing in anticipation.

“Please, Jason…”

“Please what, darling?”

“I want you…anywhere you want, everywhere you want.”

“Then you can have me.” He positioned himself and entered me slowly. I nearly choked with how deep he plunged.

“Oh yes, this is nice,” he cooed. “You’re so tight, baby. God, your pussy feels so good.” The deepness of his cock felt crazy good.

I leaned my head back, delirious with pleasure. He fit inside me perfectly, and I felt a wave of pleasure every time he moved inside me. He began pumping me a little faster, and I writhed frantically. His cock hit my G-spot over and over again. My body quickly reached the edge, and I knew he was mere seconds away from making me erupt.

“Cum for me, baby. I can see it on your face. Cum all over my cock.”

I exploded, screaming loudly, and could feel my hot juices flowing out. I was spent, and yet he kept fucking me slowly. When I had caught my breath somewhat, he pulled his cock out, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me to the table. He turned me around and pushed my torso down against the hard surface.

“You have such a nice ass. What a magnificent view.”

And with a hard thrust, he penetrated me. I cried out as much from shock as from pleasure. Jason lifted my ass, and I was delirious, enjoying every inch of his cock as he pounded me over and over again. He smacked my ass hard, and the hot pain quickly turned to searing ecstasy. He pumped harder into me as waves of mounting pleasure rolled through me. I clawed at the table as another orgasm ripped through me, followed by another. This man routinely gave me multiple orgasms—how could I ever return to normal sex again? The fact was, I never intended to. I wanted only him forever.

“I love fucking you, Mackenzie. I love being inside you. I love making you cum.”

I loved the way he talked and how he made me feel. I desperately wanted to feel him cum inside me, but he held off. He pulled out again and took me to the couch, laying me down. He slid his fingers into my pussy and finger fucked me for a bit. Although at that point I was pretty soaked, he somehow managed to get me even wetter.

“I want you back on my cock, baby. Will you sit on me again and ride me good?”

“You bet your ass I will,” I said, my voice raw.

He sat on the edge of the couch, and I positioned myself so I had my back to him again. I slid his cock into my moist pussy.

“There we go, darling. We’re going to go easy. That feels good, doesn’t it?”

I moaned in agreement.

“Okay, here we go. Just stay relaxed—don’t tense up.”

I could hardly believe myself at that moment, fucking in my living room when Lexy and James could return at any moment. But god, I had wanted him so badly—I still did. I was so beyond sexually satisfied but yet still so horny for him that I was aching inside.

I rode Jason’s cock, feeling the delicious sensations spreading over my body again.

“Just relax, sweetheart. You’re tensing up. I can feel you hugging my cock.”

I followed his instructions. As I pushed down onto him a little more, I tried to relax and allow it to happen. He began to move his hips and meet my rhythm as I pumped onto his cock. He picked up the pace, his smooth cock gliding in and out.

“Are you okay, baby?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Does it feel good?”

“God, yes. I love fucking you.”

He felt humongous inside me as I rode him. I started rocking into him faster and faster, letting the waves of pleasure crash into me repeatedly with not much break in between.

“Oh, sweet god,” I moaned.

He reached around and rubbed his fingers against my fully erect clit, giving me even more pleasure while he continued to move his cock inside me.

“Okay, baby, I want you to fuck me good.”

He pushed the whole length of his cock deep inside me. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, and I wanted to release another orgasm.

“I want more.”

I heard him chuckle, and he started pumping me as I bounced energetically. I needed it, needed him. I was dripping wet, and I felt the tension building between my legs. I couldn’t believe I was about to cum again.

“Jason, it feels good. It feels so good.”

“I know, baby. It’s amazing. Amazing.”

“Here it is,” I gasped. “I’m coming again.”

My whole body shuddered as I came, the orgasm as sharp as glass. He continued pumping inside of me, shattering all reason inside my mind. He was glorious, all of it was so incredible. The best sex of my life was happening with this man. As I felt another orgasm riding the wave of the last, I spasmed violently, screaming incoherently.

“Oh Mackenzie, I’m ready, too, baby!” he shouted. “I’m going to fill your pussy up with my cum!”

With his own violent thrusts, he spilled a thick load, the heat of it reaching deep into me. His hips pumped forcefully a couple more times, releasing every drop, then he collapsed against the couch.