Free The Final Chase (Final Love Book 2) by Jessica Florence Page A

fingers.
    “Maybe if you convince me, you’ll get an even better birthday gift.”  I pressed my tongue to the side of my cheek, hinting at a blowjob. His eyes narrowed at my cheek and took a step closer.
    “A better gift would be stripping you down with my teeth, your hands gripping the full-length mirror in the guest room, while I palm that sweet ass and feed your tight pussy my cock…inch by inch until you are so full you are up on your toes to accommodate me.”  I wanted to hold onto his body because I felt like my knees were going to give out.
    “Definitely sounds better,” I whimpered, need strangling my throat. Never in my thirty years had I ever been on fire like this. He lit me up and kept me burning for him. It was something I could easily get addicted to, whether I wanted that or not.
    “But it won’t be this birthday.” He pulled back with a smug smile. Was he enjoying riling me up like this, then letting me sit on it? And not sit on it in a good way.
    “What is your deal? I gave in; I’m willing to let you have your wicked way with me. I’m here. What do you want?” I whisper-raged, totally up in his face. Thank God no one was paying attention to us, because I was sure this looked a little heated.
    “What I want, you aren’t ready to hear yet. So relax, sweetheart. Enjoy the ride. I promise you there will be one….just not today.”  He leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to my cheek before walking away, as if he didn’t just get me all hot and bothered, then throw some Arson-like shit on me. Arson.
    Rayne! I needed to talk to Rayne.

Chapter Thirteen
     
    Without bringing attention to myself, I moved with haste up the stairs and stepped into the house. My phone was up on the nightstand, so I quickly ran up the stairs and swiped it to life.
    I had a few texts from my salon; everything was good. Mary loved me. They were surviving.
    I called Rayne as soon as I finished sending back the salon a thumbs up.
    She answered quickly.
    “Helloo there!”
    “Rayne. Jake is pulling an Arson. I repeat— Jake is pulling an Arson. What do I do?”  It was like déjà vu all over again. 
    “I knew it. What is he saying? I’m what you deserve, baby? You’re not ready yet? I want to see you pregnant and getting round with my child inside you?” She lowered her voice at the last bit, mocking her lover.
    “Gah! He already pulled the first one with I’m your alpha; I know what you need speech. Now he just pulled the you’re not ready yet part. What the hell am I gonna do? I don’t want this life. I came here and I think a small part of me knew we would have fun, but that’s what you thought with Arson and he was in love with you and wanted you to be his forever. Rayneeee.”  I had officially gone from mildly annoyed and horny to freaking out.
    “Why don’t you want that life?” she asked honestly. I rolled my eyes.
    “Come on. I am not the type of girl that likes to get dirty. I mean, what they do here is really awesome. I saw all the animals today, and there is the cutest baby tiger that I’m going to mother the rest of the week. But it’s just like a weird vacation. I’m all make-up, hair, and my salon. Jake is really hot, and he is realllly good with his tongue. But I don’t think we could be around each other for any real length of time.” Even as the words came out of my mouth, my mind was screaming it was a lie.
    “I don’t know, Cammy. Things and wants change. I wanted a guy, but I didn’t think I would get a real alpha man like Arson. I also didn’t really know if I wanted kids and here I am, knocked up, eating Fruit Loops because that’s all this kid has been craving today. Maybe it’s worth a shot.”  I mulled over her words. I hadn’t told her yet that I wanted a family.  She probably still thought I was living the single life, screwing with a bunch of hot guys. Maybe it was a stupid thought, but I didn’t want her to think I was trying to take away her thunder. I