This Woman Forever (This Man – The Story from Jesse #3) Read Online Jodi Ellen Malpas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, Contemporary, Drama, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: This Man - The Story from Jesse Series by Jodi Ellen Malpas
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Total pages in book: 235
Estimated words: 227851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1139(@200wpm)___ 911(@250wpm)___ 760(@300wpm)
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“Where were you, Jesse?”

I’m about to answer her with another half answer, but then it clicks what she’s actually asking me. The fuck? She thinks I betrayed her again? Got blind drunk and fucked someone else?

Never.

“Following you,” I say quietly, reluctantly. But I’d rather she knows that truth—knowing I didn’t actually respect her request for space—than think I was lost in booze and women. “Everywhere.”

“For four whole days?”

Four whole days. Is that all it was? It felt like forty years. “My only comfort was seeing how lost you were too,” I say, looking up at her surprised face. Does she believe me? I get her on the floor with me, my hands all over her face, my lips unable to hold back from kissing her. She breathes my breath into her deeply, holding my wrists. “We’re not conventional, baby,” I say. “But we’re special. What we have is really special. You belong to me, and I belong to you. It just is. It’s not natural for us to be apart, Ava.”

“We drive each other crazy.” Her eyes scan mine, looking for me to confirm it. I don’t need to. “It’s not healthy.”

It’s healthier than the alternative. “Not healthy would be my life without you in it.” I just had four days of not healthy. Not a fan. I pull her close, crowding her with my arms. “This is where you’re supposed to be. Right here, always with me.” In my arms, on my mouth, a constant on my mind. “Don’t ever kiss another man again, Ava,” I say quietly. “They’ll be locking me away for a long time.”

“You need to stop with the crazy shit,” she orders, looking at me while she feels my face. I’d say her kissing a stranger is crazy. But I know it could be argued that my crazy pushed her to that crazy. So I keep my mouth shut, hoping we can now move forward and spend the rest of the weekend making up for lost time.

“And you need to stop with the defiant shit.” I steal a kiss, smiling when she scoffs.

“Never.” Her arms come around my shoulders, her legs straddling my thighs.

And there is that first dash of contact. I inhale, feeling her heat on me as I snake an arm around her hips and lift her, while she kisses me wildly, obviously keen to get on with making up for that time too.

“I’ve missed you,” she mumbles, her tongue frantic in my mouth. It’s my undoing.

“Lower,” I order softly, holding myself upright, my cock singing for her, my lungs expanding as she slides down, her shoulders high, her body solid until I’m buried balls deep and shaking madly. “Fuck,” I whisper, tearing my mouth from hers and burying my face in her hot neck. She flexes her hips. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Then pulls my face back out, scanning my eyes, my face, before taking my mouth again, her arms braced on my shoulders, her hips rolling.

And it’s beautiful.

But I’m so surprised she doesn’t demand a condom. Not that it matters, since she’s restocked on pills. And I’m apparently infertile. Has she concluded I must be? Is she reassured by that? Is that why she’s here? Being reasonable? She’s okay because she didn’t want kids. She’s okay even though I’m so fucking sad I’ll never get to share the ultimate with her. Devasted. But I’d be even more devasted if I didn’t have Ava.

She moans as I move her on my lap, lifting and lowering her slowly, working us both up steadily and slowly. No rush. It’s fucking exquisite. The friction, the pace, her mouth worshipping mine, her boobs slipping all over my chest, the hot water raining down on us. Her pussy clenching me. “Ava,” I mumble, preparing her, telling her, feeling the blood racing through my body to my dick.

“Yes,” she breathes, tugging at my lip with her teeth. “God, yes.”

I grunt, lifting my arse from my heels, holding hers with one hand, the back of her head with my other. The calm becomes frantic, mouths, bodies, and heartbeats. I pull back and look at her, seeing the excited sparkle in her dark eyes. She pushes her forehead to mine, fists my hair. “I love you,” she whispers. My hips jerk, my control lost, the muscles in my thighs burning as I tackle her mouth again and kiss us to the finish line, bucking on a grunt as I come. Ava hardens our kiss more, every inch of her becoming stiff, the walls of her pussy sucking me deeper as she climaxes on a whimper. The shakes set in, my lungs are screaming, and my arse collapses back to my heels.

“Welcome home, baby,” I say, spent, hearing her long, exhausted exhale as she settles in my neck, clinging to me. We’re home. “You need to eat.”



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