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JETT MUTTERED A CURSE as he climbed out of his vehicle, shutting the door. He’d stayed hours longer than he intended but had needed to brief the team on several unfolding situations. He was late for dinner, which was par for the course much of the time, but fortunately, Anna always understood. She’d worked ridiculous hours on Wall Street before they’d met and knew he had a fast-paced career running his own security firm and black ops team. Still, he was eager to see her even though only mere hours had passed.
His gaze tracked to the nanny’s car in the driveway as the garage door shut, and his lips quirked. A night alone with sweet Anna was exactly what he needed after his stressful day. While they both loved their little guy beyond words, life with a newborn baby left them with little uninterrupted alone time. It was hard to believe that next Christmas they’d have not one, but two kids. He shook his head. Him—a family man. Wonders never ceased.
Jett punched in the alarm code and opened the door to his large home quietly. Although the baby was probably down for the night, with the nanny handling the late feedings to give Anna a much-needed reprieve, he didn’t want to risk waking Brody up. Jett strode through the foyer and smiled as he saw Anna moving around the kitchen, her blonde hair shimmering down her back in the warm light. She’d changed into a camisole and leggings and while nothing about it was overtly sexy, she was still utterly breathtaking.
Anna turned at that moment and squealed in delight, rushing over to him. Jett caught her in his arms, laughing. “You seem excited,” he said after giving her a heated kiss and setting her back on her feet.
“Just happy you’re here is all,” she said, smiling up at him.
“You’re up to something,” he murmured. He stepped closer, inhaling her peaches and cream scent as he brushed some of her hair back.
“Me?” she asked, her blue eyes twinkling. He didn’t miss the catch of her breath as his thumb trailed over her skin. “If I was, it might be your Christmas present, so you can’t ruin the surprise and ask questions.”
“Um-hmm,” he murmured, ducking lower as he nuzzled against her neck, the scruff of his jaw causing her to shiver. His lips brushed against her soft skin. It never failed to amuse him that she smelled sweet all over. Positively edible. He kissed her neck again, letting his lips linger. There was nothing more that he wanted than to simply devour her. “What are you hiding, sweetness?”
His hand on her hip trailed lower, and then he was palming her firm, round bottom as he pulled her even closer. Jett’s erection pressed against her stomach, and Anna playfully teased him. “Down boy.” He nipped at her neck, squeezing one cheek of her bottom through the leggings.
“He’s just eager to get inside you,” Jett said, his voice gravel. “Are we alone?”
“Completely. The nanny is in the other wing with baby Brody, and he’s down for the night. Why?” she asked, feigning innocence.
“I need you.” His voice was deep. Strained. His cock was pressing against the confines of his boxer briefs, swelling even more at the thought of stripping Anna bare right here in his kitchen. Their kitchen. His home had been big and empty before she’d moved in, and now it was filled with laughter and love. Now they were a family.
Anna pulled back, her breasts rising and falling against the tight camisole, so ripe and tempting. Her nipples pebbled against the soft fabric. “Then take me,” she said, reaching down to pull her top off. Her breasts bounced free, and his cock twitched. She tossed her camisole onto the counter, her long, blonde hair falling around the full globes of her breasts, teasing her nipples. He stilled, taking in the sight of the goddess before him. Anna nude was a sight to behold, nothing but soft skin and tempting curves.
“So pretty,” he said, backing her against the counter. His hands were on her breasts, teasing, his thumbs rubbing her taut buds as she moaned. “You’re even more sensitive now.” He ducked, sucking one pink bud into his mouth as Anna squirmed. He pulled away for a moment, lifting her onto the counter, and then he was sucking and laving at her nipples again, teasing her. Anna’s hands landed on his head, her fingernails scratching through his short-cropped hair.
“Mine,” he ground out, feasting on her sensitive breasts. He nipped and sucked until he could see she was already close, gasping as he held her in place on the countertop. Jett’s erection was thick and throbbing, but he needed to make her come undone first. His hand slid up her slender thigh until he reached her core, his thumb toying with her sex through the thin material of her leggings. Anna gasped as he found her clit, and Jett smiled against the creamy skin of one breast. “You’re wet,” he said, rubbing her swollen bud in tiny circles.
“Oh God,” she panted, frantically clinging to him as her hips moved of their own volition.
“And you’re wearing too many clothes.” Jett eased her back on the hard counter, wishing he’d thought to throw down a towel so she wouldn’t be uncomfortable. “I should get a blanket for you,” he said, pausing.
“No. Hurry!” Anna was already gasping and pleading with him, and he tugged her leggings down, enjoying the sight of her bare pussy. The leggings fell to the floor, forgotten. His big hands slid back up her legs, touching the sensitive skin behind her knees as she shivered. He held her legs spread apart for a moment, enjoying the sight of his woman lying before him. She was glistening with arousal, wet and ripe for him. He grasped her legs more tightly as he moved closer, lifting them over his shoulders. His hands curved around her waist, his mouth hovering over her pussy, but he moved higher, kissing her stomach. His child was growing inside her, and she was his in every way.
“Sweet Anna,” he said as he kissed his way lower, nuzzling the scruff of his jaw against her bare sex. Jett’s thumbs spread her pussy lips, and then Jett was feasting on her, listening to her tiny mewls and whimpers. She was even sweeter now that she was pregnant again, and he licked and laved at her, savoring her taste. His cock was throbbing, rock hard, and he sucked her clit into his mouth, lightly biting down as Anna tried to conceal her cries.
He pressed closer, her legs spread helplessly wide over his shoulders, and then he devoured her, not letting up until she was screaming his name. Anna was still gasping as he shifted her legs down and pulled his erection free, and then he was pushing inside her silken walls, taking her completely. “Oh God,” she moaned, her hands squeezing her breasts. Her inner walls were still spasming from her orgasm, and he felt his balls tighten. “You’re so big. I’m so full.”
His hand ran possessively over the slight swell of her stomach. “You said that last time, too,” he said, male pride tickling his ego. He pulled back slightly, watching his cock slide out of her ripe pussy, and then pushed in again slowly, watching Anna take him as she moaned. “You’re going to come again, sweet Anna,” he said, his thumb moving over the soft skin of her sex before he began strumming her clit. “You’re going to come with my cock buried inside your body.”
Jett began to move faster as his cock swelled even more. Anna was shaking, her inner walls squeezing him tightly as she bucked up against him. He leaned over her gorgeous body, holding her in place. One hand captured her wrists, holding them in his sure grip. His thumb pressed down against her swollen bud, and as he thrust into her again, she screamed, soaring as he chased down his own release.
He uttered a cry as he came, filling her with his seed. He’d have to clean off the counters after this, but it was worth it. Making love to Anna was always an adventure, and they both loved exploring different places and positions through the house. He’d never look at his kitchen again without seeing Anna naked and sprawled out for his taking.
Jett collected her in his arms afterward, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. Anna was flushed and breathing hard, and he intended to take his time with her tonight after they enjoyed dinner. The house was silent around them, and his lips quirked as he wondered if the nanny had heard Anna’s cries of pleasure. No matter. She knew to be discreet. He turned with Anna in his arms, carrying her to the bedroom, letting his gaze fall on her pretty bare breasts. “Let’s shower and then eat dinner,” he said. “You’ll need some sustenance since I plan to keep you busy tonight.”
