Jake cups my face. “Fucking beautiful,” he says. “I could watch you come all day long.”
“We should run away and just have sex all day, every day,” I tell him. “I could be down for that.”
“Careful what you wish for, Jazzy. I could make that happen.”
“Maybe we should just go away for a while…”
“Running doesn’t get rid of our problems. But as soon as all of this is over, I promise I’m going to whisk you away. Just you and me and a bed, somewhere tropical,” he says.
“Sounds like heaven.” Climbing off him, I look down at his cock straining against his dress pants. “Want some help with that?” I smirk.
“If by help, you mean having your pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock, then yes, I do,” he says.
Shit. I really want to do that.
I look at the time. If I don’t show up downstairs in the gym soon, my brothers are going to come searching for me. And having them find me on my knees with Jake’s cock in my mouth isn’t how I want to start this day.
“I really do need to get to the gym, but give me a few minutes. I’ll make up some excuse and tell the boys I’m starting tomorrow.”
“It’s okay. I’m going to have a shower and then head into the office. Go and do your workout with your brothers,” Jake says. “But don’t lose any weight.” His hands roam down my torso. “I happen to love this body just the way it is.”
I blush at his compliment. I wouldn’t say I was larger, but I’m definitely soft. I don’t like the gym and I do love pancakes. Not really ideal if you want to be toned.
“Okay. Will I see you tonight?”
“Try to keep me away.” Jake leans forward, kissing me as he repositions my sports bra. “You know, I heard wearing shirts to the gym is a thing,” he says.
I roll my eyes. “No one is going to be there other than my brothers. Don’t be a caveman. It’s really not endearing on you.”
“Me man, you woman. Mine,” Jake growls out in what I’m assuming is his impersonation of a caveman.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Ihave the world’s coldest shower in Jazzy’s bathroom—using her shower gel didn’t help my raging boner either. With her fruity scent surrounding me, I gripped my cock and gave ita couple of tugs before I stopped myself. As much as I want a release, I know it’ll be better if I wait. Hold out for her.
I get dressed again, leaving off my tie and jacket, folding the sleeves of my dress shirt up to my elbows, and putting my shoes back on. I use Jazzy’s brush to comb my hair, and then I’m strolling out of her bedroom… at the same time her father is walking up the stairs.
“I thought you left,” he says, eyeing me suspiciously.
“I tried to,” I admit.
“Jazzy okay?”
“She’s in the gym,” I tell him.
“Why?”
It’s the same question I had. I lift a shoulder. “Something about working out with her brothers.”
Carlo smirks. “They’re not working out. They’re making her practice self-defense.”
“They’re fighting her?” I ask, my brows shooting upwards.
“They’re her brothers. They’re not going to hurt her.” Carlo shakes his head. “Plus, she’s good.”
“Of course she is. She’s good at everything she does.” I smile.
“Except choosing men to fall in love with, it would seem,” he says as he walks past me.