Jenny Read online Jordan Silver (Babysitter’s Club #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Funny, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Babysitter's Club Series by Jordan Silver
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 80342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
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It’s the way my parents are with each other; they still act like two high school kids running around the house after each other. I want to laugh and play with him. Wake up and smile at him because we’d had a good night together in bed. But I understand that I’ve had years of imagining us while this is all new to him.

“So, your divorce, that I do want to know about. Is it final, or…?”

“Very final, at least the legal side of it. I still don’t know where Lauren is, but I’m pretty sure she’s going to show up at some point with some half-ass excuse, which I have no interest in hearing.”

“What about your heart? Is it healed? Any lingering feelings? Do you still miss her?”

“That’s the funny thing; I don’t. I’ve been thinking about how quickly I lost all feeling for her, and it only makes me madder at myself.”

“It’s because you didn’t love her.” I felt his body jump beneath me.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because I know you. You were going through the motions, just like after the accident. You were just doing what you thought you were supposed to do.”

“You seem pretty sure about that.”

“I am, you’re not allowed to love anyone else but me in this lifetime and the one after and the other and so on and so on.” I love the way he looked at me, that light of interest in his eyes.

“Kinda bossy, huh.”

“It’s good, you know.” It felt too good being in his arms like this, being close and having his arms around me. I rested my head on his shoulder, food forgotten, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

The kiss that followed was long overdue and so anticipated. I wonder how long it will be before the air stops getting stuck in my lungs whenever he touches me. Or when my heart will stop feeling like it’s about to burst in my chest.

His lips were soft against mine, not forceful as if he was giving me the lead. When his tongue licked across my lip, I felt my nipples harden, and when he slipped it teasingly inside that liquid heat pooled between my thighs.

I was sure I was soaking the seat of my jeans. Everything about the moment felt right. It was the first time nothing was standing in the way of us being together. The first time he was really mine, all mine.

Once again, tears fell from my eyes as I became overcome with emotion. He kissed the tears away, and my heart fluttered. He was being so gentle so careful with me, nothing at all like the night he took my virginity.

That night he’d been forceful, masterful, and oh so sure of himself. I’d been bruised on my inner thighs for days after, not to mention what he’d done to my insides. I want that again; I’m not going to get it with him acting like I’m going to break.

I searched for and found his mouth again, this time taking control. This was going to be my first time all over again since he forgot the last one, so I have to show him without telling him and hope like heck he gets it.

I twisted a little, pressing my breasts into his chest as I dug my fingers into his scalp. I felt his hardness grow even more beneath my ass and moaned into his mouth. The kiss went from sixty- to a thousand real quick, and he deepened the kiss as his arms tightened around me.

He flipped me around until I straddled him, and his cock was right where I needed it most. If only I could get rid of these annoying jeans. I didn’t realize I was rocking my pussy hard onto his cock and making these pitiful needy sounds in my throat until he grabbed the hair at the back of my head and pulled it back. My ass didn’t stop moving, and I know the look in my eyes was that of a predator about to devour its prey.

“Are you sure? Because once I take you to my bed, there will be no turning back.” I could only bite into my lip and nod since words failed me. He looked at me one last time as if making up his mind, but I didn’t have time for that.

The only thing missing from our one night together is his memory. It was the one thing keeping me from enjoying memories of that night. Well, that and the fact that he was still married at the time.

I’ll accept the extenuating circumstances as an excuse; it’s the only way to relieve the guilt. But I’m sorry to say that right at this moment that is the last thing on my mind. She is the last thing on my mind.


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