it.
“Well, I’ll be heading out. You have my personal numbers if you need anything,” Berrocko stated boldly.
Jack bared his teeth in a near smile. Bastard really was an idiot. Jack gentled his features and turned his attention to Carmen, ignoring the idiot. “Where’s your coat, baby? Time to go home.”
Berrocko had the brains to turn and walk out the door. Carmen breathed an inaudible sigh of relief and smiled at Jack. “Thank you.”
A real laugh rumbled up his chest as he looked down into the face of his woman. She was amazing. “I wouldn’t have killed him for being stupid. Just hurt him a little,” Jack assured her softly. She read him way too easy. Perhaps that was a good thing.
“I have to work with him, Jack.”
“No you don’t. Where’s your coat? We need to leave.”
They were in the Jeep before she asked him what he meant. Jack was concentrating on the dangerous drive home, taking it a lot slower than he had getting there. Nothing was going to keep him from her a moment longer than it took to get her in his door. Certainly not an accident because she made him stupid. The club in his costume would have to put up with the slow drive.
“You don’t have to work with him if you don’t want to,” Jack repeated patiently. “Don’t want to get ahead of ourselves, but I’m not leaving this time.” He glanced at her. Her face in the dashboard lights was like looking at her in candlelight. She was stunning to him. He had to stop glancing at her and concentrate on the driving, damn it.
“Not leaving? What does that mean? Not Superman anymore?”
“Nope. Just Clark Kent, honey. Hung up the cape yesterday.”
“So you’re unemployed?” she pressed.
“Sort of. Mostly I’m free to do what I need to from wherever I want. You could call me a consultant.” He glanced at her again. A small smile lit her face.
“You really came back to me, didn’t you?” she marveled in a whisper. “That’s a lot of pressure, Jack. What if this doesn’t work out?”
He was pulling into the garage as she asked that. Shutting off the Jeep he turned to face her. His arm rested along the back of her seat. She hadn’t unbuckled and neither had he.
“Baby, if this doesn’t work out, it’ll be my fault not yours. There is no pressure because I changed my operative classification. As your dominant it’s my job to learn you. To know what keeps you in my bed, in my arms and on my cock. If I’m so stupid as to screw that up, I deserve to be left.”
Carmen’s bottom lip caught under her teeth as she looked into his eyes. Her eyes were huge and unblinking for a moment and he could see her chest expand in a deep breath. They were both silent as she looked at him. It lasted long enough for the garage light to blink off.
“Made up your mind yet?” Jack prompted quietly. He’d let her take all the time she needed right now to think about it. Once they left the Jeep he didn’t think he’d have the control to let her think.
“You’re not even denying it,” Carmen said. “I’ve never known a man who would change his life for me.”
“Good. It’d get messy if I had to get rid of some other obsessed bastard.”
Carmen laughed softly and released her seat belt. “Jack, please take me as your submissive. My safe word is peach.” The words were a whisper but they ripped across his world like lightning splits the night sky.
“Do not move,” he commanded, and slid out of the Jeep. At her door he wrenched it open and scooped his woman into his arms. Letting her walk in the door would put too much distance between them. Clothes were already in the way.
Chapter Five
The door to the garage shut and he was ripping her coat off, kissing her mouth with deep thrusts of his tongue. Carmen kissed him back and gave him her passion. He was drowning in need as her coat fell to the floor. There she was in the
“Well, I’ll be heading out. You have my personal numbers if you need anything,” Berrocko stated boldly.
Jack bared his teeth in a near smile. Bastard really was an idiot. Jack gentled his features and turned his attention to Carmen, ignoring the idiot. “Where’s your coat, baby? Time to go home.”
Berrocko had the brains to turn and walk out the door. Carmen breathed an inaudible sigh of relief and smiled at Jack. “Thank you.”
A real laugh rumbled up his chest as he looked down into the face of his woman. She was amazing. “I wouldn’t have killed him for being stupid. Just hurt him a little,” Jack assured her softly. She read him way too easy. Perhaps that was a good thing.
“I have to work with him, Jack.”
“No you don’t. Where’s your coat? We need to leave.”
They were in the Jeep before she asked him what he meant. Jack was concentrating on the dangerous drive home, taking it a lot slower than he had getting there. Nothing was going to keep him from her a moment longer than it took to get her in his door. Certainly not an accident because she made him stupid. The club in his costume would have to put up with the slow drive.
“You don’t have to work with him if you don’t want to,” Jack repeated patiently. “Don’t want to get ahead of ourselves, but I’m not leaving this time.” He glanced at her. Her face in the dashboard lights was like looking at her in candlelight. She was stunning to him. He had to stop glancing at her and concentrate on the driving, damn it.
“Not leaving? What does that mean? Not Superman anymore?”
“Nope. Just Clark Kent, honey. Hung up the cape yesterday.”
“So you’re unemployed?” she pressed.
“Sort of. Mostly I’m free to do what I need to from wherever I want. You could call me a consultant.” He glanced at her again. A small smile lit her face.
“You really came back to me, didn’t you?” she marveled in a whisper. “That’s a lot of pressure, Jack. What if this doesn’t work out?”
He was pulling into the garage as she asked that. Shutting off the Jeep he turned to face her. His arm rested along the back of her seat. She hadn’t unbuckled and neither had he.
“Baby, if this doesn’t work out, it’ll be my fault not yours. There is no pressure because I changed my operative classification. As your dominant it’s my job to learn you. To know what keeps you in my bed, in my arms and on my cock. If I’m so stupid as to screw that up, I deserve to be left.”
Carmen’s bottom lip caught under her teeth as she looked into his eyes. Her eyes were huge and unblinking for a moment and he could see her chest expand in a deep breath. They were both silent as she looked at him. It lasted long enough for the garage light to blink off.
“Made up your mind yet?” Jack prompted quietly. He’d let her take all the time she needed right now to think about it. Once they left the Jeep he didn’t think he’d have the control to let her think.
“You’re not even denying it,” Carmen said. “I’ve never known a man who would change his life for me.”
“Good. It’d get messy if I had to get rid of some other obsessed bastard.”
Carmen laughed softly and released her seat belt. “Jack, please take me as your submissive. My safe word is peach.” The words were a whisper but they ripped across his world like lightning splits the night sky.
“Do not move,” he commanded, and slid out of the Jeep. At her door he wrenched it open and scooped his woman into his arms. Letting her walk in the door would put too much distance between them. Clothes were already in the way.
Chapter Five
The door to the garage shut and he was ripping her coat off, kissing her mouth with deep thrusts of his tongue. Carmen kissed him back and gave him her passion. He was drowning in need as her coat fell to the floor. There she was in the
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