Stolen Love, The Complete Collection: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (16 page)

He laughed and kissed me on the lips. His kisses became more fevered, and I moaned underneath them. I needed him to erase all the pain and hurt I had experienced in the past few days as well as in my life. I wanted him badly, and my kiss let him know that. He growled in response.

I stopped and looked into his eyes. “I love you so much, Jason.”

He cupped my face and smiled. “I love you, too, sweetheart.”

He kissed me again and lingered, slowly slipping his tongue into my mouth. I accepted it and sucked gently on it, tasting him. His arms wrapped around me, and his hands found their way to my ass. I kissed him even more intensely and began rubbing his cock through his pants. It wasn’t long before he was hard as a rock—a very large rock. I ran my hand slowly across his erection then traced my finger around the outline of his cock as it strained against the fabric of his pants. He moaned and moved his hips suggestively.

“How do you like that, Jason? I got you nice and hard.”

“And I’m going to fuck you so good with that hard cock, baby.”

I moaned, the anticipation igniting a fire between my legs. We were rolling around right there in the entryway, too focused on our desire to move elsewhere. I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought him in for another kiss. He sat up, pulled his T-shirt off, and tossed it aside. Then he took off his pants and his briefs. His hard, naked body looked so hot I could barely contain myself.

He knelt in front of me and pulled off my black tank top and unclasped my bra. He immediately took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked on it greedily. I gasped when his teeth scraped roughly over it. The sensation made my pussy throb, and I wanted his cock that much more. I lifted my bottom up and wiggled out of my dark pants and then my panties. I pushed Jason back so he had a full view when I opened my legs wide, my pussy glistening and swollen with desire. I reached down and spread my lips so he could see the opening waiting for his cock’s entry.

I was giving him plenty of motivation to hurry up and fuck me, but he made me wait while he bent down before me and feasted on my pussy. I moaned loudly, loving the feel of his tongue licking and probing and tasting. He was so busy eating me that I almost forgot how badly I wanted him to fuck me. I writhed on the floor as he sucked and nibbled my clit. I knew Jason was claiming me as his own, and I allowed it because it turned me on so much and because I wanted to be his, and I wanted him to be mine.

While still licking my clit, he slowly slipped two fingers inside me. I moaned appreciatively as he pumped into me hard, curled fingers pounding against my G-spot. My mind swirled with the intensity building inside me. I knew what was coming—he would slide his cock into me right there on the floor and claim me once again. Jason was very well-endowed, and it was always an overwhelming feeling when he entered me, especially when he was going in hard and fast. It hit every pleasurable nerve inside me.

He stood up, pulled me off the floor, and pushed me up against the door. “Turn around, baby. I want to fuck you from behind.”

He didn’t need to ask me twice. I immediately turned around and pushed my ass in the air. “Fuck me, Jason. Fuck me hard.”

That was all the encouragement he needed to plunge his thick, throbbing cock inside me. I cried out at the pressure of his size pushing into me. Having all of him inside me was ecstasy. His thrusting in and out sent electric sparks through my body. I squeezed, increasing the sensation of fullness. I couldn’t get enough of him. He was my man, and I needed his cock inside me as deep as it could go.

“Please, Jason, more. I need it all.”

He pounded roughly against me, and I cried out with every thrust. He rubbed and slapped my ass with each thrust. Then he slowed but pushed deeper each time he entered me.

“Jason, baby, you feel so good.”

“Your pussy feels incredible, Mackenzie. God, I was so worried about you. I can’t ever lose you.”

He reached around to stroke my clit. He liked giving me double the pleasure whenever he had the chance. It filled my senses and made my legs shake. He rubbed my clit harder, and I started to feel dizzy from the intense pleasure he was giving me. Jason’s thrusting quickened, and his cock assaulted me with incredible sensations that electrified every nerve ending. Then he went back to fucking me slowly. I was so wet that his cock slid like silk inside me. He rubbed my clit between two fingers, and I was overwhelmed with erotic sensations.

“There you go, baby. That feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Oh Jason, yes.”

His thrusting quickened in speed and intensity. I felt the familiar and delicious tension building between my legs, and I knew that an orgasm was going to rock me very soon. It felt so good having him tease my clit while he fucked me.

“Oh Jason, I’m going to cum!”

He pumped into me until my body stiffened then spasmed violently, and I screamed in release. With my pussy pulsing and clenching his cock, I felt him spill a hot stream of cum deep inside me. When we were both spent, he pulled gently out of me. I curled into him, and he wrapped his strong arms around me.

Chapter Nine

Jason

Mourning Brett was the hardest thing I had to do in the aftermath of my sister’s kidnapping. I mourned the friend I thought I’d had, the buddy I’d grown up with who had always had my back. I also mourned the betrayal by a friend. Losing him because of that was worse in a way because it was difficult to find closure. I was still shocked that he had betrayed me for money. I would have given him whatever he had asked for. He could have even come to work for me. That was the hardest part—knowing his death was for nothing.

I had many blessings to be thankful for, though. Mackenzie and my sister were alive and well. I was so grateful to Mackenzie for risking her life to save Janelle. She had not only saved my sister but had also saved my tired heart and my belief in goodness.

Chapter Ten

Mackenzie

Every time I looked at Jason, I felt even more love for him. I was in awe of his strength. Not many people could endure the cruelty he had and still remain kind. He had freed me from my past, saved me from the present, and given me a future. He was and always would be my hero.

I would always be a thief—it’s who I was. I would never be able to completely leave that gypsy lifestyle I found so enticing, but I had a man who accepted me for who I was and loved me regardless. I had assumed that he would ask me to stop, to just enter his life and allow him to take care of me. But it had never come up, and there was a part of me that knew it never would.

He knew I would never be okay with having him take care of me like a sugar daddy. I needed my independence, and my skills and my outlaw lifestyle allowed me to be the person I really was. But now I had a home and someone I could always return to. The world was a far warmer place with Jason in it, and I knew that I was blessed beyond measure.

Janelle was a survivor, and she recovered quickly from her experience, both physically and mentally. A doctor had attended to her face and said she would heal naturally, so no surgical repair was needed.

When the smoke cleared, Jason invited Lexy and James back over, and we discussed all the intricacies of our night together and how harrowing it had all been. We laughed easily together, and I knew we would all be close for a very long time. No matter what happened, we would remain in each other’s lives.

The four of us sat in Jason’s living room, grateful that we had made it out alive. Jason popped open some champagne, and we celebrated the future and mutual—albeit less lethal—adventures to come.

The best part was the passionate glances that seemed to pass between Lexy and James. Something sizzled between them that was very reminiscent of what Jason and I had. They were so much alike that I knew that they would do well together. I also knew that James would do whatever he had to in order to protect Lexy, and that was good enough for me. I smiled as I saw Lexy look up at him adoringly, and he touched her face gently in response. It was clear they already loved each other very much.

I looked up into the eyes of my own man and thought,
So this is what they mean by happily ever after?

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Katie Kyler

Katie Kyler is an Amazon Bestselling author that has been fortunate enough to team up with an incredible mentor early in her writing career.

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Undercover Love, The Outlaw Series

Stolen Love, The Thief Series

The Edge Series