Authors: Bridget Midway
“Why should I give you another chance?” She couldn’t even say second chance because she had given that to him.
“I’ve built my life on second, third, and sometimes even fourth chances. I’m stubborn, not stupid. I know when a perfect woman comes into my life, I can’t let her go. And you were so right for me that I felt like you couldn’t be real. But you are real. I want you. I want every part of you that’s good and that’s bad and that hurts.” He kissed her forehead. “Say it.”
Taren shook her head.
“You are strong enough to love me. Say it.”
She took a deep breath. She stared into his eyes, hoping to gain the answer she needed by reconnecting with him that way. Without hesitation or a filter, she said the first thing that came from her heart. “I love you.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Say it.”
“I love you.” She held his arms.
“Say it again.”
“I love you, Jace.”
He pressed his lips on hers and kissed her so tenderly yet with force and passion that her legs gave out. Jace scooped her up in his arms.
“If you don’t mind, I’m going to take my shiny prize home.” Jace didn’t wait for an answer before he walked out the door with her.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Master Rock exclaimed.
Taren wrapped her arms around Jace’s shoulders. “I’ve missed you so much.” She kissed the side of his neck and barely let him go when he put her in his vehicle.
“Hold that thought. I want to show you something.” He buckled her into the car before closing her door and getting in on the driver’s side.
Jace held her hand as he drove back to his house. He parked in front of the house and opened her door. Like a gentleman, he wrapped her arm around his and led her to the front door.
“What did you want to show me?” Taren looked around the house and noticed it had all new furniture. Or maybe this had all been Jace’s original furniture.
He took her hand and led her upstairs to his bedroom. When he turned on the light, she noticed right away that the color scheme had remained.
“I lived in the dark for so long. I kept myself closed off from everything. You are my light.” He held her hand. “After that show, I did a lot of reflecting on my life. I made amends with my brother and his wife. As a matter of fact, he help me sell a piece of property that has made me a ton of money. If you want me to help you open that business you’ve always wanted, I will.”
Taren couldn’t stop smiling. “I would love that. But I need experience. I need to work for Mr. Roth for a while.”
“While you do that, I’m going to keep you busy.” Jace lowered himself to one knee. “I didn’t want this on camera. This is our moment. Will you be my submissive?”
Taren looked in Jace’s hand where he had choker made with sapphires. Her throat closed so much from impending tears that she could only nod her response.
“And since I’m down here,” Jace began while reaching into his pocket, “will you be my wife?”
“I thought you weren’t the marrying kind.” She laughed between tears.
“I guess I hadn’t found the right person to ask.” He held her left hand. “What’s your answer?”
Instead of answering, Taren threw her arms around Jace’s neck and kissed him. “Take me.”
He stood. Before taking off a stitch of clothing, Jace placed the jewelry on the dresser, then took off his jacket.
Taren couldn’t wait. She lifted her dress and removed her panties.
Jace stood in front of her. “Are you wet enough for me?”
She worked on his pants zipper. “As soon as I saw you, I soaked through my panties. I love you so much.”
Jace hooked his arm under her leg, then guided his thick, mushroom-tipped head into her pussy. In one thrust, he had her again.
Jace smothered her with kisses while he kept her pinned to the wall. He broke from the kiss long enough to make some proclamations. “I like cats better than dogs.”
Taren knew what his confessions meant. He mimicked her normal reactions during sex. Not to be outdone, she came back with confessions of her own. “I like to sleep with a fan on but I don’t like to feel the moving air on my skin.”
Jace smiled. “I lost my virginity at sixteen to a high school senior.”
“You took my virginity.” She winked.
For that tall tale, he gave her a swat on her backside. “No lies, remember.”
She nodded before kissing his neck and nibbling at his salty skin. “While we filmed, I masturbated while thinking about you.” She held the back of his head while holding onto his shoulder. “And when I went home, I still masturbated to you.”
Jace moved faster and faster. “I want a family. I want to fill this house with kids.”
“I want you to use every BDSM toy out there on me before we have kids.” She squeezed her legs around him.
“Don’t you come. Don’t you fucking come.” He fisted her hair and held her head back so that she could look into his eyes.
“Or what?” She licked her lips.
“Or I’ll tie you down and—”
He couldn’t finish his discipline plan before she came so hard her throat hurt from screaming.
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” Her body stiffened and constricted around him when the orgasm hit her.
“Shit.” Jace pumped a few more times in her before he came. “Don’t think I’m letting you off easy.”
She smiled. “I know you’ll be nice and rough. Just how I want it.”
THE END
About the Author
Best-selling author of interracial BDSM erotic romance, Bridget Midway has been published since 2005 with more than over six different small press and electronic publishers including Phaze Books, Parker Publishing, Loose Id, and Liquid Silver Books. The multi-award winning and award-nominated author has found her niche with readers with her scintillating interracial BDSM erotic romance including the 2008 EPPIE Award finalist, Love My Way, and 2010 Romance Slam Jam Steamy Novel of the Year finalist, Corporate Needs.
With more than 23 published short stories, novellas, and novels under her belt, she shows no signs of stopping. For more information on Bridget Midway, go to her website at
http://www.BridgetMidway.com/