trouble you."
"No problem, Miss Stowe. The boys at the station house will be talking about this night for some time."
With that, Di flipped the phone shut. She'd soon be the laughing stock of New York City. What was her mother thinking to leave the house knowing full well Di would have no choice but to call the police?
"Well?" Raul said expectantly.
"Apparently my mother is okay."
"How did the paintings get here?"
"I still think Boyd must've stolen them. Maybe my mother realized there was nothing she could do to keep the public out of our lives now. Maybe she went to a hotel in hopes of avoiding the press."
"I'm not sure what you're talking about, but maybe you should get back out there and see if the gallery owner knows anything. And don't forget about Jake."
"How could I forget about Jake? When he discovers his mortal enemy has...what does this really have to do with Jake? It's not like Jake is out anything? Maybe he'll be disappointed in me, but he isn't emotionally invested in me.
“ And I had nothing to do with this!" Di stamped her foot on the tile floor.
"You go, girl! Get mad. Then go get your man. Get him out of here and show him the best time he's ever had."
"I've never been anybody's best time."
"You're up for it, and trust me, he is. I don't know how he's been able to walk with the hardware he's packing. Ever since he walked in to see you like you look tonight he's conspicuously shown his appreciation. And just look what you've gone and done to yourself. Let me see if I can fix it."
Raul reached for the tissues and began to dab at the streaks of make-up running down her cheeks.
When Raul eventually finished, Di squared her shoulders and gave him a smile. "I can do this." She meant it. Even if she only had one more night with Jake Forman, she would make the most of it.
CHAPTER 7
When Di reached over to free his cock, Jake almost ran the Jeep off the side of the road. She stopped what she was doing to turn her face up and look at him. It was too dark to clearly see her expression.
"Am I doing something wrong?"
Jake gave himself a mental slap up side the head. "No. There was a turtle in the road. I didn't want to hit it."
"Oh."
Then suddenly her lips touched his cock and he nearly swerved a second time. Lord only knew what would happen if she took him all the way in her mouth!
She rained kisses along the length of him and he could barely stay quiet. His mind was saying, Open wide, baby. Take me in your mouth. You're teasing me . Then she did. Her mouth was so warm and inviting, he wanted to shout.
Now the man tra changed from , Open wide to suck me, baby. Suck.
And then she did. The pull of her mouth was soft and tentative, but enough to make his balls start to tighten. When she suddenly became little Miss Kirby, he nearly unloaded.
"Easy."
She stopped and turned her face upward. "Sorry, did I hurt you?"
"You're killing me, but that's a good thing. I only wanted you to go a little easier on me since I was about to..."
"I'll try something different."
This time, when her mouth surrounded him, she took him farther in. Then farther. Oh, Lord, that feels so good. Watch the road! So good.
When she started to swallow, he wondered if he should pull over. Damn, it feels incredible. I don't even want to think what this woman could do with some experience. I don't want to think what she could do to someone else.
Jake leaned back into the seat to enjoy the best midnight ride he’d ever taken.
"I swallowed!"
"Yes, you certainly did." Jake questioned if he'd ever be the same.
"I always wondered what I'd do if I ever got the chance."
"You did a remarkable job."
"Thank you. Maybe I should do it again. Practice makes perfect."
Jake mentally pinched himself. Was she for real? "You're going to spoil me."
"I am? I can do that? This is empowering. If only..."
"If only what? What were you about to say?"
"Nothing important. Would you mind if I tried that a second time. I mean...you made it almost
"No problem, Miss Stowe. The boys at the station house will be talking about this night for some time."
With that, Di flipped the phone shut. She'd soon be the laughing stock of New York City. What was her mother thinking to leave the house knowing full well Di would have no choice but to call the police?
"Well?" Raul said expectantly.
"Apparently my mother is okay."
"How did the paintings get here?"
"I still think Boyd must've stolen them. Maybe my mother realized there was nothing she could do to keep the public out of our lives now. Maybe she went to a hotel in hopes of avoiding the press."
"I'm not sure what you're talking about, but maybe you should get back out there and see if the gallery owner knows anything. And don't forget about Jake."
"How could I forget about Jake? When he discovers his mortal enemy has...what does this really have to do with Jake? It's not like Jake is out anything? Maybe he'll be disappointed in me, but he isn't emotionally invested in me.
“ And I had nothing to do with this!" Di stamped her foot on the tile floor.
"You go, girl! Get mad. Then go get your man. Get him out of here and show him the best time he's ever had."
"I've never been anybody's best time."
"You're up for it, and trust me, he is. I don't know how he's been able to walk with the hardware he's packing. Ever since he walked in to see you like you look tonight he's conspicuously shown his appreciation. And just look what you've gone and done to yourself. Let me see if I can fix it."
Raul reached for the tissues and began to dab at the streaks of make-up running down her cheeks.
When Raul eventually finished, Di squared her shoulders and gave him a smile. "I can do this." She meant it. Even if she only had one more night with Jake Forman, she would make the most of it.
CHAPTER 7
When Di reached over to free his cock, Jake almost ran the Jeep off the side of the road. She stopped what she was doing to turn her face up and look at him. It was too dark to clearly see her expression.
"Am I doing something wrong?"
Jake gave himself a mental slap up side the head. "No. There was a turtle in the road. I didn't want to hit it."
"Oh."
Then suddenly her lips touched his cock and he nearly swerved a second time. Lord only knew what would happen if she took him all the way in her mouth!
She rained kisses along the length of him and he could barely stay quiet. His mind was saying, Open wide, baby. Take me in your mouth. You're teasing me . Then she did. Her mouth was so warm and inviting, he wanted to shout.
Now the man tra changed from , Open wide to suck me, baby. Suck.
And then she did. The pull of her mouth was soft and tentative, but enough to make his balls start to tighten. When she suddenly became little Miss Kirby, he nearly unloaded.
"Easy."
She stopped and turned her face upward. "Sorry, did I hurt you?"
"You're killing me, but that's a good thing. I only wanted you to go a little easier on me since I was about to..."
"I'll try something different."
This time, when her mouth surrounded him, she took him farther in. Then farther. Oh, Lord, that feels so good. Watch the road! So good.
When she started to swallow, he wondered if he should pull over. Damn, it feels incredible. I don't even want to think what this woman could do with some experience. I don't want to think what she could do to someone else.
Jake leaned back into the seat to enjoy the best midnight ride he’d ever taken.
"I swallowed!"
"Yes, you certainly did." Jake questioned if he'd ever be the same.
"I always wondered what I'd do if I ever got the chance."
"You did a remarkable job."
"Thank you. Maybe I should do it again. Practice makes perfect."
Jake mentally pinched himself. Was she for real? "You're going to spoil me."
"I am? I can do that? This is empowering. If only..."
"If only what? What were you about to say?"
"Nothing important. Would you mind if I tried that a second time. I mean...you made it almost
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