CHAPTER EIGHT

JAGGER

I wish we were going much further than Arizona, because I want to keep her beside me where she belongs. Leaning my head down, I inhale her scent; something floral and perfect. I’m not sure if it’s her hair or her skin, but I can’t wait to have her the way I want. Naked, writhing underneath me, giving me everything I want. All of her. A little bit will not be enough.

“Why am I back here with you?”

I shake my head in disbelief, because she seems so clueless. I’ve made myself perfectly clear so I don’t understand her confusion.

“Because I want you with me.”

“Except when you’re fucking the groupies? Or do you expect me to sit there and watch?”

I’m taken back as I stare at her, for two reasons; one, does she think I want to fuck any other woman? And two, is she jealous when she’s the one that has a boyfriend?

“I can assure you, I do not want any groupie unless you’re offering?”

Her cheeks blush beautifully before she rolls her eyes at me. “Let me guess, you’re being romantic again?”

I run my tongue along my bottom lip before responding, “If you’d give me the chance, I’d give you romance, baby. I’d fucking romance you until your goddamn head spins.”

Lowering her gaze to her feet, she shakes her head as she pulls down her shirt, like she’s uncomfortable with my words. When she looks back up at me, a beautiful blush rushes to her cheeks.

“Jagger Wild, you are too much. Thank you for the offer, but I have a boyfriend.”

Again she rolls her beautiful hazel eyes at me, and it causes me to need to shift in my seat and attempt to readjust my hard dick.

“Every time you roll your eyes at me, I imagine spanking your sexy ass, filthy girl.”

She covers her face with her small hands. Should I stop? I don’t know, but I’m not going to. It’s not just for the thrill of the chase, but it’s also there. Until she’s mine, I have no intention of settling down. I want her in a way I’ve never wanted anything before. I lick my lips while thinking about how good she’s going to taste. How she’ll beg for me while she drips all over my tongue. “Jagger. Oh my god.”

“Fuck, yes. I want to hear more of that.”

Her hands drop from her face as her mouth forms the perfect ‘O’, which does not make my cock any less hard. Stroking my fingers down her cheek, I admit, “If you look this beautiful when you come for me, you’re going to ruin me.”

Glancing down, she speaks low, “You’re trouble. Nothing but trouble.”

“Nothing but trouble,” I repeat her words with a chuckle.

When I notice Erik looking back at us, I wrap my arm around her shoulders and pull her in close to me. Partially to piss him off, but mostly because I want to feel her in my arms. Leaning down, I kiss her on the top of her head. “Beautiful McKinley, you’re going to be mine. And when you are, I swear to you, I’ll never do the things he has done. I won’t ever hurt you.”

She presses her face into the side of my neck, and her breath dances over my skin. “Don’t make promises you won’t keep, Jagger. Maybe you wouldn’t hit me, but there’s more than one way to destroy a person.”

“I won’t abuse you verbally either.”

McKinley laughs uncomfortably. “No, instead you’ll fuck a ton of women behind my back.”

“That’s Erik’s game, not mine. Have I fucked a ton of women? Yes, but I also didn’t have a girlfriend.”

She pops her head up and stares at me with a pained expression. “He’s cheating on me?”

Shit. I assumed she knew. The last thing I want to do is cause her more pain. My plan involves getting her away from that prick, but hurting her in the process is not part of it. The fact that she even cares if he’s fucking other women pisses me off, because he doesn’t deserve for her to care. What is it with women that are with men that treat them like shit? I would treat her like she fucking matters. What the hell does this douchebag have that makes her have any goddamn loyalty to him?

“I wouldn’t know,” I lie through my teeth, just so I don’t have to look at the pain behind her eyes.

Her expression changes to a glare in an instant. “Don’t lie to me, Jagger Wild.”

I sigh audibly, and really wish I hadn’t said what I did. She stares at me like a kid would, if you told him Santa Claus isn’t real. Hurt and disbelief, like the one thing she believed to be true in their relationship is gone.

“We have only done a few gigs with them, including last night, but yes, he fucks other women. I assumed you knew. I’m sorry.”

She drops her head, and looks so fucking defeated, it guts me.

“I didn’t know. I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am.”

Sliding my hand into her hair, she lifts her head and stares into my eyes, as I tell her the truth.

“You deserve better, McKinley. You’re beautiful inside and out.”

In a whisper, she says, “You just want to fuck me.”

I slide my tongue over her closed lips and admit the truth.

“I want to fuck you. And taste you. Make you scream in pleasure. He only gives you pain. Let me make you feel good. I’ll have you coming in thirty seconds.”

She giggles softly. “You may be overstating your skills, Jagger. Thirty seconds? That’s ridiculous.”

“Move over to this seat.”

I point to my left because, while I don’t care if he knows, if she sees him watching what I’m going to do to her, it’ll ruin the moment for her. I undo her seatbelt and she moves to the other seat, as I stare at her with obvious interest. She looks stunning in a black skirt that falls mid-thigh, and a tight white button down short-sleeve shirt that has her beautiful tits making my mouth water.

“Thirty seconds. Do you want to bet on whether I can make it happen?”

“It’s impossible, Jagger. It takes me forever, anyway.”

I could argue with her but, instead, decide to show her what I say is true. Leaning down, I press my lips to hers, and she immediately moans lightly into my mouth. Sliding my tongue against hers elicits a sweet little whimper from her throat, that makes me want to take her to the bedroom and slam inside her, but I continue with my plan.

Dragging my fingers up her skirt, I dig into her soft skin, and she parts her thighs for me as I continue kissing her. Sliding my hand under her panties, I quickly find her clit, and she reacts immediately with another beautiful moan.

I pull back from our kiss, not because I ever want to stop, but because I want to see her face when she comes apart for me.

Circling her clit, I know she’s close when she starts bucking her hips, chasing the pleasure.

“Jagger,” she moans quietly, obviously aware we aren’t alone on this damn plane. I wish we were.

“That’s it, filthy girl. Come for me. Let me see how beautiful you are when you explode.”

I push a finger inside her pussy, so I can feel her orgasm and not just see it. She clenches down on my digit as she moans her release, biting down on her lip, trying to stifle it, when I glance up as I hear footsteps, and notice Erik standing there and watching his ex-girlfriend come apart for me. Now that I’ve seen that beautiful blush on her face, the way her eyes blaze with pleasure, and have felt her pussy gripping my finger, it’s officially over. She’s mine now. He lost his chance. Without saying a word to either of us, he mutters, “Goddamn it,” under his breath and walks away.

I pull my finger out of her pussy and shove it into her mouth. “Suck.”

She wraps her tongue around my finger, and does as she’s told. Fucking beautiful. I slide my hand into her hair and wind it around my fist, and slam my lips to hers aggressively. Tasting her pussy on her tongue is enough to make me lose my fucking mind. And then she tangles her hands in my hair, and I know I’m fucking done. I have no idea why that jackass made the comments he did about her physical appearance, but from where I sit, she’s the sexiest fucking woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of touching. I plan to do it again, and make her come all over my cock, but then everything changes in an instant.

She covers her face with horror.

“Oh my god. I can’t. This isn’t me. I’m sorry. I need to move seats.”

So close, but so fucking far. She undoes her seatbelt and jumps up, and moves to another seat. Not beside Erik, but also no longer within my reach.

For fuck’s sake. I don’t know how to get this woman, because I’m not used to having to work to get one. They come easily, and the delusional fuck that I am, I thought making her come would make her want more, not cause her to run from me.