Page 84 of Off Limits Daddies
"Jack." His name comes out breathless.
He closes the twins' door carefully, then backs me against the hallway wall, his body pressing against mine. I can feel every hard plane of muscle, the heat radiating from him. His mouth crashes against mine, desperate and demanding.
I kiss him back with equal desperation, my hands fisting in his shirt. His tongue slides against mine and I moan into his mouth.
We stumble down the hallway, shedding clothes as we go. His shirt. My jeans. His pants. By the time we reach the living room, we're both nearly naked and breathing hard.
Jack lowers me to the floor, his body covering mine. His mouth finds my neck, my collarbone, the swell of my breasts. Every touch is claiming, possessive, years of wanting finally breaking free.
He enters me in one smooth thrust and we both freeze, overwhelmed by the sensation. Then he starts to move, slow and deep, his hazel eyes locked on mine.
"I love you," I gasp. "I've always loved you."
"I love you too." His voice is rough with emotion. "Even when I was angry. Even when you were gone. I never stopped loving you."
The pleasure builds with each stroke, each whispered confession. When I finally shatter, crying out his name, Jack follows moments later, burying his face in my neck.
We lie tangled together on the living room floor, both breathing hard. Jack's fingers trace lazy patterns on my shoulder while I rest my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow.
"Mia." His voice is quiet but firm.
"Yeah?"
"I want my sons to know I'm their father."
34
MIA
I need to breathe. That's the only thought running through my mind as I stare at my phone, Marcus's latest text glowing on the screen like a threat. The mysterious photograph someone left in my apartment sits on my kitchen counter, a constant reminder that someone is watching. The walls of my life are closing in, and I can't think straight anymore.
"We need to get away," I say into the phone. Jack's on the other end, his voice immediately concerned.
"What's wrong?"
"Everything. Nothing. I just ... I need distance from all of this. From Marcus, from whoever's watching me, from the gossip and the pressure." I pace my living room, my free hand twisting in my hair. "Can we go somewhere? Just for the weekend? All of us?"
There's a pause, then Jack's voice turns thoughtful. "I know a place. Mountain resort about two hours north. Private cabins, hiking trails, and completely secluded."
Relief floods through me. "That sounds perfect."
"I'll make the arrangements."
Two days later, I'm loading Rory and Corey into my car, their excitement palpable as they chatter about the trip. Blake pulls up behind me in his truck with Lily buckled in the back seat, her stuffed elephant clutched to her chest. Noah arrives moments later with Maya, Ethan, and Sophie piled into his sedan.
"This is going to be amazing!" Maya announces, bouncing on her toes. "I've never been to the mountains before."
Jack's sedan is the last to arrive, and when he steps out wearing jeans and a fitted henley that shows off his broad chest and muscular arms, my mouth goes dry. He catches me staring, and his hazel eyes darken with heat.
"Ready for an adventure?" he asks, his voice low enough that only I hear the double meaning.
The drive north is filled with children's laughter and terrible road trip songs. I follow Jack's car, Blake's truck stays close behind me, and I can see him singing along to whatever music Lily picked, his sandy hair catching the sunlight. Noah brings up the rear, probably listening to some historical podcast while the kids play games in the back.
The resort appears like something from a postcard. Three adjoining cabins nestle among towering pine trees, their log exteriors warm and inviting. A stone fire pit sits in the center of the small clearing, surrounded by Adirondack chairs. Beyond the cabins, hiking trails wind through the forest.
"This is perfect," I breathe, stepping out of my car.
The children explode from the vehicles like champagne from a shaken bottle, immediately racing to explore. Maya takes charge, organizing the younger ones into exploration teams while Rory and Corey gravitate toward Lily.
