Carrie
I’ve been in love with Jacob Blake since he picked me up in his strong arms. He held me close and promised me everything would be okay. I knew then, I had met the man who would own my heart forever.
I was five years old.
As the years went by, the need and longing for Jacob only increased—at least on my side. Jacob has never seen me as more than his kid sister’s best friend.
I’ve spent my life chasing after Jacob and trying to make him see I’m more than just his sister’s little friend. I never dreamed that by trying to show Jacob how much I loved him, I would also destroy him.
One night...one night that held so much promise, but ultimately destroyed the man I love and broke him in so many pieces, that I don’t know if he can be mended back together.
Jacob “Dancer” Blake
I’m finally home. Out of the hell hole I had been trapped in since killing another man. With the thrust of my knife everything changed.
That night I ended two lives, the scum who had been trying to rape my little sister’s friend... and my own. The other man got the easier out. I live and breathe in a hell I’ll never escape.
My brothers look at me with pity in their eyes. It cuts my insides out.
There’s trouble in the club, trouble all around us and I have to get my head straight. I have to be able to help them. Trouble is, I can’t even help myself. I just keep piling the mistakes up.
Carrie just might be my biggest mistake yet.
Now it’s another night that’s haunting me--a night that I keep repeating even if I shouldn’t.
I’m so trapped in the darkness that I can’t stop myself from going back because she is light.
She wants to save me. You can’t save something as lost as I am.
I’m going to destroy her.
I’ve warned her. Now I’ll show her.
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“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jacob asks and I want to just tell him, let it all out and tell him. I don’t. I’m afraid. To go from having him hate me and wanting to kill me to being in his bed—in any manner? Yeah, okay so it’s not everything I want, but it is a start.
“This is new to me…” Not a lie.
“Oh I noticed that Princess believe me.”
He pulls me on top of him so I am now straddling him. I can feel him hard against me and I instantly feel my insides quiver in want and need.
“What…what are you doing?” I ask wondering if he can feel the way I rocked ever so slightly against him.
“I want you to ask for my cock and if you convince me. I’m going to let you ride me until you make us both come.”
“I…like this?” I ask not because the position is so new to me, but more because maybe I can touch him now and that thought excites me even more than knowing I will have him inside me again.
“Exactly like this.” He confirms and I might be squealing like a little girl on the inside.
“Are you too sore for me this soon Princess?”
I blush at the implications of what he is asking. I shake my head no. I’m totally lying, I feel really tender and sore there. Nothing however, will stop me from having him again.
“Thank fuck,” He says and I have to concur. “Do you want my cock?”
“Yes…”
“Then tell me Princess. Let me hear you.”
“Jacob, I…I want your cock.”
“That’s my girl,” He says as he wraps a hand in my hair and pulls my lips down to him. I use one arm to brace myself so I don’t fall. I feel the sting of him pulling my hair and my pulse rate jumps in reaction.
Jordan is a small town Kentucky girl whose life revolves around her husband and daughter. She's an avid reader who has always had the dream of letting others hear what the voices inside of her head had to say. She hopes you find them as entertaining as she does.
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