Her Secret His Heir Page 5

  When her lips brushed against his, he took over, more ravenous than before!

  Every place she’d explored on Jackson, he did the same to her. Lingering over her neck, he nipped and teased, finding every spot that made her tremble. Closing her eyes, Melanie tried to control the rush of desire that his mouth and hands created within her, but it only intensified the sensations. Gasping, hissing, trying to wiggle away, only to come right back for more. His mouth and hands were relentless. When he whipped her tee shirt over her head, she didn’t resist, craving his hands against her bare skin. She whimpered, her fingers reaching behind her, trying to get the bra off so it was out of the way. She wanted his mouth on her breast, his tongue touching her nipple! Seconds later, the catch released and she pulled it away, then grabbed his head and pulled him back, silently begging him to continue.

  “Don’t stop!” she gasped, unaware of how her hips arched against his, her legs wrapping around his waist. All she knew was that his mouth was hot and seemed to have a direct line from her nipple to her core. “Oh, please don’t stop!”

  He didn’t! His tongue lashed her nipple while his lips pulled and sucked against the sensitive nub. Her back arched, which pressed her breast into his mouth more perfectly.

  Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he pulled away and kissed his way down her body. With swift hands, her leggings and underwear were gone, pushed out of his way as he continued to explore.

  When she felt his fingers touching her, she pulled away, but his touch felt…wonderful! “Jackson?” she whispered, her fingers sliding against his shoulders and into his hair.

  “Just relax, Melanie,” he said softly, letting his fingers move along her stomach, then lower and lower until…one finger slid into her heat and Melanie arched, her legs automatically opening wider, giving him better access.

  “I don’t need this,” she whispered softly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

  He laughed, the sound low and deep. “I do,” he argued, then slid another finger into her heat. Sliding it in and out, he watched as his fingers disappeared into her pink folds. “You’re beautiful, Melanie,” he told her and there seemed to be an urgency in his voice.

  “Whatever,” she groaned, lifting her hips, out of control now. She didn’t care what he did to her, as long as he kept doing that!

  Jackson watched, his body on fire with desire. Everywhere he touched her, she shivered with excitement. She was so beautiful, so responsive, and so…his! He kept coming back to that word and it didn’t feel wrong this time. It felt right, powerful, and exactly what he wanted. Melanie. His.

  Her reactions, her whispers and gasps…they all belonged to him!

  When he touched his tongue to that spot, the taste of her made his head spin! Every touch, every taste only further marked her in his mind as his woman. He wanted all of her to himself, which both shocked and excited him. Melanie. His woman!

  “Jackson!” she shrieked, unable to keep still. She lifted her hips entreatingly.

  “Yes, Melanie?” he asked from his position between her legs. The best place in the world, he decided.

  “I can’t…!”

  “Yes, you can,” he assured her, and flicked his finger against that nub one more time before taking it fully into his mouth. Over and over, his tongue circled and flicked, his mouth sucking as his mind thrilled to every gasp he pulled from her. And too soon, he felt her inner muscles clench around his fingers, then a burst of throbbing, trembling, and shivering as an intense climax burst through her.

  Gentling his touch, he kissed his way back up her body, reveling in how perfectly she fit against him. When he braced himself over her, looking down into her sated features, Jackson smiled. He’d done this to her! And he wanted to do it again!

  “Thank you!” she whispered, her hands sliding up over his shoulders.

  He chuckled softly, and pulled back. “You’re welcome, but you know we aren’t done yet, right?”

  Melanie watched with fascination as he ripped open a condom. “Can I…?”

  He groaned and shook his head. “Not a chance, honey,” he told her firmly as he rolled the protection down over his shaft. “After what you just did to me, there’s no way I will last if you do.” And with that, he lowered himself between her legs, pulling her knees up once again. “Tell me if I hurt you,” he warned.

  Pressing into her heat, he paused, awed by how tight she felt. “Mel,” he groaned.

  She lifted her hips and he felt her soft hands against his back. She felt good! Her fingers were like points of electric excitement and her body was so tight! Sliding in several inches, he pulled back, trying to control himself. But she was just…perfect!

  With each thrust, he pressed deeper, fighting himself as he tried to go slowly, but she felt too perfect! He could feel her body mold around him and moved a hand down her side, lifting her hip up slightly. “Just like that, honey,” he encouraged. And then he was in. All the way in. Jackson paused, looking at Melanie’s features. Her eyes were closed, her back arched ever so slightly and…then she looked up at him. Her dilated irises told him…well, he couldn’t stop, sliding in and out of her tight heat. With every thrust, her body tightened around him, pulling him higher and higher.

  “Not without you!” he groaned, concentrating as his hand slid between their bodies. With gentle movements, he brought her back to the edge…then paused. “Look at me, Mel!” he demanded, his voice cracking with urgency.

  She was writhing under him now, trying for that one last push that would send both of them over the edge. But he wouldn’t let her, holding her still. “Look at me!” he ordered.

  Only when she looked up at him did he thrust back into her. Over and over again, he pressed deep into her body, thrusting against that nub and…!

  She screamed, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist. That movement was all it took to bring him over that edge as well. He couldn’t hold back. Not with Melanie. She took everything he had to offer, then gave it all back to him with her soft touches and her warm, sweet breath as he collapsed against her. Jackson buried his face against her neck, shocked by how incredible she was, how incredible they were together.

  For long moments, there was no sound in the room other than their labored breathing. When he finally sat up, Jackson looked at Melanie and…she was just as surprised as he was.

  “Was that…?”

  He shook his head, lowering his mouth to kiss her swollen lips. “Yes,” he replied, not sure what her question was. But at this moment, Jackson was afraid that any answer for Melanie would always be yes.

  Chapter 4

  Jackson walked into the conference room filled with people, ignoring their curious stares. “Go!” he snapped to one of his directors as he sat down at the head of the table.

  A text came through but he ignored it, keeping his focus on the man explaining how his division’s business was thriving. The guy was doing an excellent job at running the video game division of JJH Technologies.

  That’s when Jackson made the mistake of glancing across the table at his brother. Jake was wearing an annoyingly smug expression.

  Jake glanced pointedly down at Jackson’s cell phone and Jackson knew that the text message was from his brother.

  Even more reason to ignore it, Jackson thought. Once again, he tried to focus on the speaker, but then his thoughts drifted to the way Melanie had looked this morning when he’d left her bed. So beautiful, he thought. She’d been warm, sweet, and sexy as she curled around the pillow. She’d sighed his name and it had taken all of his willpower to stop himself from crawling right back into bed and making love to her again. She’d been so damn beautiful! And now that he knew what kinds of sounds she made when she climaxed, he was…

  Hell, he was in trouble!

  His cell phone vibrated again and Jackson shot a glare towards the other end of the conference room table. Jake was just setting his phone down and Jackson knew his brother had sent another text.

  Wi
th a flick of his finger, he pushed the phone several inches away, silently warning his brother that he wouldn’t be interrupted. Even as he forced his attention back to the next person discussing variances and profit margins, another text came through. Jackson turned the cell phone over and picked up his pen, making notes about…hell, he had no idea what was going on. Between memories of last night and Jake’s messages, he wasn’t listening. Normally during these meetings, Jackson would interrogate his directors, demand answers to issues that had come up over the month and listen to the solutions

  But in this instance, all he could do was pretend to focus. He was counting the hours until he could get the hell out of the office and go back to Melanie. Once that thought occurred to him, he started counting the number of different ways he would make love to her tonight. He’d like her on her knees so he could watch her butt as he…

  Another vibration and Jackson picked up his cell phone, turning off the vibration. He turned back to the speaker, still pretending to listen, while wondering what it would be like to have Melanie on top, his hands free to enjoy her breasts while she found satisfaction. Damn, he’d love to see her like that.

  It took every ounce of his control to focus on the speaker and the details of the meeting instead of thinking about Melanie in bed. But somehow, he managed it.

  When it finally broke up, he bolted out of the conference room.

  Unfortunately, Jake followed him back to his office.

  “You met someone,” Jake announced as soon as they were behind closed doors.

  “I meet people every day.”

  Jake laughed, sitting down on the sofa, tossing his papers onto the cushion next to him. “Yeah, but this someone is special.”

  Jackson glared at his twin brother, unwilling to tell him about Melanie. He didn’t know why he was keeping her a secret. He just…

  Surprised, he looked at Jake. All their lives, the two of them had been best friends. Closer than best friends! Too many times, they could read each other’s moods and minds. So, why didn’t he want to tell Jake about Melanie?

  He didn’t know and didn’t want to figure it out either. Glaring at his brother, he snapped, “Don’t you have work to do?”

  “Nope. All of my projects are ahead of schedule. A fact you would be aware of if you’d been paying even the slightest bit of attention in that meeting.” He paused to let that comment sink in. “So…who is she?”

  Jackson wanted to…he wasn’t sure. Melanie was…private! “Get out, Jake.”

  “You know that’s not going to happen, right?”

  “I could make it happen,” Jackson growled.

  Jake only laughed. “Chloe forbade brawling after our last fight. Too much breakage. So that’s not an option unless we’re at the gym.” He leaned forward, bracing his arms on his knees. “Who is she?”

  “None of your business,” Jackson snapped.

  “I believe you mentioned it being your business when I was dating Megan.”

  Jackson remembered and chuckled as the memory flashed behind his eyes. “It was only my business when you were being an ass and putting the project in jeopardy. This isn’t the same thing. I’m not being an ass.”

  “Yeah, you’re too cheerful to be an ass.” Jake stood up and collected his papers. “But you’ll screw it up. And when that happens, I’ll be perfectly happy to gloat.” He punched Jackson’s shoulder on his way towards the door. “And then I’ll help you fix it.”

  “As if you’re such an expert at relationships?”

  Jake laughed, pausing with his hand on the doorknob. “Megan is pregnant,” he announced, his smug expression changing to one of outright happiness.

  Jackson was stunned for perhaps two seconds as he absorbed that news. “Pregnant? Really?”

  “Yeah. We’re not telling anyone else yet, but…” he shrugged because Jackson wasn’t just anyone. They’d always told each other everything. That’s just what twins did with each other. They’d shared a womb since conception and the trend hadn’t stopped.

  “Congratulations!” Jackson exclaimed, delighted. “When? How is Megan doing?”

  Jake grinned, obviously still processing and more than slightly dazzled by the news. “Yeah, she’s feeling great so far. No morning sickness yet, but we’re expecting it to kick in pretty soon.”

  “That’s great! When is the baby due?”

  “The doctor said next April. A spring baby.”

  Jackson laughed and walked over to hug his brother. “That’s great! Congratulations!” and he pounded Jake on the back.

  “Thanks.” He took a breath, shaking his head as he pulled open the door. “Back to work.”

  Jackson chuckled as he rounded his desk again. He loved being an uncle. His older sister, Chloe, had two adorable twins, Della and Danny, who were a delightful handful and a lot of fun. Being an uncle was the best. He got to have fun with his niece and nephew and then hand them back in a couple of hours. It didn’t matter if the kids were sticky or wiped out, he could still just walk away and plan their next adventure.

  Now he’d have another niece or nephew to have a blast with. The anticipation was intense but… he wondered what it would be like to have his own child. As soon as the thought hit him, he pictured Melanie, thinking about how incredibly beautiful she would look roundly pregnant.

  Normally, pregnancy would give him a shudder of horror. But the idea of Melanie pregnant…wasn’t horrifying. In fact, it was pretty damn appealing!

  Jackson pulled a stack of reports closer, shaking his head. Thinking about Melanie and babies was ridiculous. He wasn’t ready to be a father and Melanie was…she was beautiful and sexy and more than he’d ever thought a woman could be, but she couldn’t be his “forever” woman. He doubted any woman could be that for him. He was too cynical and jaded by the world.

  Chapter 5

  “I’m picking you up,” he announced as soon as Melanie answered his call.

  “And what are we going to do?” she asked sassily, causing a smile to break out on his face.

  “I’m making you dinner.”

  “Really? You can cook?”

  He laughed as he handed a contract over to his assistant, nodding to tell her that he was leaving for the day. “Anything you don’t like to eat?” he asked, heading to the elevator.

  “Hmmm…broccoli,” she admitted.

  “Anything else?”

  “I’m not a fan of cauliflower either.”

  “Got it. Not a cruciferous fan. Anything else?” She paused and he stopped in the middle of the hallway. “Melanie?”

  “Who is this?” she asked suspiciously.

  Jackson chuckled. “Cute,” was his only reply, since her laughter caught him off guard. Damn, he liked the way she laughed! It sent lust shooting through him while, at the same time, a sense of intense satisfaction. The two sensations shouldn’t be able to happen at the same time, but they did. “What are you wearing?”

  Another laugh and he had to brace himself. Looking around, he noticed that there weren’t many people around. He probably should have checked for bystanders before asking that question.

  “Nothing?” she offered.

  He almost tripped over his feet. Instantly, an image of her naked, like she’d been last night, popped into his mind. Turning slightly, he leaned away from anyone who might overhear. “Are you kidding? Melanie…!”

  Another one of those sexy, husky laughs and he’d be done for!

  “No, not really. I’m just messing with you.”

  He sighed, closing his eyes, trying to get his body back under control. But the image of her working naked all day…Oh hell! He was in trouble!

  Looking around again, he gritted his teeth. “Be naked when I get there.”

  “What happened to you picking me up so that you could cook for me at your place?” she asked innocently. Jackson wasn’t fooled. He could hear the teasing in her voice as well.

  “We’ll order pizza.” And with that, he ended the call.

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bsp; “I’m out of here,” he told his assistant. The woman looked surprised and he understood. Any other day, he might have laughed at her expression. But not tonight. Not with Melanie naked and waiting for him.

  The trip from his office to Melanie’s house normally took about ten minutes. With the possibility of her naked…well, he hadn’t gotten beyond the naked aspect of his fantasy. But it took him less than seven minutes to pull into her driveway. As he raced up the wooden steps, he could feel his anticipation spiking. Would she really be naked? Would she answer the door like that? Damn it, the idea was hot!

  Quickly, he glanced behind him, wondering if her neighbors could see her if she answered naked. He didn’t like the idea of others seeing her! But he liked the idea of her flashing him a bit of skin!

  He started to knock on her door but before his knuckles connected, the door opened…

  She wasn’t naked. But close enough! The thin, barely-there robe draped over her body showcasing every damn curve!

  “Mel!” he groaned and stepped into the house, slamming the door closed behind him as he pulled her into his arms. For a long moment, he just stared at her, his gaze drinking in each of her curves. Her pretty nipples peeked shyly against the thin material and he wanted to both savor the image and order her to remove the robe so he could see all of her. Unfortunately, he couldn’t speak.

  “Jackson, you’re making me nervous,” Melanie announced, interrupting his perusal of her curves.

  His eyes snapped up to hers, realizing that her dark eyes were worried. Because he couldn’t speak to reassure her, he did the next best thing. He picked her up so that her mouth was level with his and kissed her as he pinned her to the wall. Immediately, he divested her of the robe, letting it slip down to the floor with barely a whisper.