by S. E. Law
You’re Mine
A Secret Baby Second Chance Romance
S.E. Law
Copyright © 2019 by S.E. Law
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Contents
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1. Haley
2. Jace
3. Haley
4. Haley
5. Haley
6. Jace
7. Jace
8. Haley
9. Jace
10. Haley
11. Jace
12. Haley
13. Jace
14. Haley
15. Haley
Epilogue 1
Epilogue 2
Sneak Peek: Playing With Her Doctors
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He’s huge, growly, and takes what he wants. And oh yeah, he left me pregnant with his son seven years ago.
Jace and I were sweethearts during high school. He was the proverbial bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks: hardened, fierce, with rough, strong hands, perfect lips, and a devastating need to claim.
The man was huge.
Irresistible.
… and all mine.
But Jace left our small town to seek his fortune in the big city, leaving me pregnant from our steamy encounters stolen at midnight. Now he’s back and the minute he sees our son’s blue eyes, every cell in his body turns insanely possessive.
He’s back to take what’s his.
He’s back to claim.
To brand me as his with a searing kiss.
And god help me, but I want to give everything to him because he’s mine.
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1
Haley
Seven Years Ago.
I’m lying in bed, waiting for the house to go totally quiet. The hands on the clock drag across its face making one second feel like an entire hour. How is it possible for time to move so slowly? It’s like the world somehow submerged itself in the stickiest molasses. I just want to get out of this house because Jace is probably already down the street waiting for me. We’re supposed to meet soon, and the excitement has me giddy. Come to think of it, I’m practically delirious and absolutely punch drunk on love. Jace couldn’t be any more perfect, not even if he tried.
The waiting is really the worst part. All through dinner, I was ticking with excitement, but the meal felt especially slow tonight. No one is allowed leave the table until my dad does, and Herb seemed to really like those dining room chairs today. We weren’t even eating anything he was in love with. Yet he chewed everything so slow and thorough and –
Ugh! I know I just saw Jace at school mere hours ago, but that’s not enough, and it’s never enough. He’s ignited something inside of me, and all it does is grow stronger with each day. My senses are being overpowered. I wish my dad would be a little more open-minded and let me date him out in the open because it really doesn’t have to be this hard.
Quietly, I slide out of bed, going to my door and pressing an ear to the wooden slab. There are no footsteps, and no rustling around. All is silent. The only real “noise” is just the forbidding emptiness that underscores every day in the Jones Estate. However, the quiet means it’s a good time to leave.
Grabbing the few things I need, I depart my bedroom and go downstairs, heading to the kitchen. The door in there is the easiest to sneak out of. It doesn’t creak and there are good places to hide if needed. But as I’m opening the door, something shifts in the room. Everything stills except for my heart. That’s pounding away. A chill crawls up my body as I wait for the inevitable. The next few seconds have my lungs in a vise, but … nothing. The house is old and maybe it was just settling. Yes, that must be it. I exhale and tell myself to relax. Everything is fine, and everything will be fine. Leaving the mansion, I make it off the grounds without a hitch.
Jace waits for me in our usual spot. It’s just far enough down the street that no one can see him from our house. Just seeing his truck has me sporting my dorky smile.
I open the door, climb into the passenger side seat and there’s a beautiful man waiting inside, all for me. Whenever I’m with him, happiness and security suffuse my form. The safest place in the world is right here, in his arms. Nowhere, nothing, and no one can beat this feeling.
“You really shouldn’t look at me like that,” he growls.
I tilt my head, not sure what Jace is talking about. I’m pretty sure I look at him like this every day.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
Instead of answering, Jace places a small kiss on the top of my nose and then starts his truck. We don’t talk much on the drive. That is, until I realize I don’t know where we’re going anymore. It looks like we’re getting into the part of Lenville where there are barely any houses. I sit up in my seat and try to figure out where the truck is headed.
“Hey Jace, where are we going? Isn’t Rachel’s house the other way?”
My nose wrinkles. I thought we were going to Rachel Gold’s for her graduation party although we don’t get our diplomas until next week. Rachel’s jumped the gun a bit, but that’s okay.
My boyfriend nods but doesn’t do anything to turn around and go back the other way. I furrow my brow, waiting to hear our destination.
“I was thinking,” he starts slowly, “that we could have some time to ourselves. We don’t get a lot of it,” he adds. I smile because that’s an amazing idea. I didn’t want to go to Rachel’s party anyways.
“Ok,” I say softly. He’s right. We really only ever get stolen moments with one another. My dad disapproves of our relationship and does his best to keep us apart. It’s hard to get away. I’d rather go wherever Jace is taking us.
We don’t drive for much longer, ending up away from the main road in a shady, secluded spot. The field is open, so the moon is giving us all the light we need. Jace sets a blanket down before we climb into the bed of his truck. I get into his lap and he wraps his arms around me, enveloping me in his warmth. The moon lights up his face, giving him an ethereal glow.
“You know I love you, right?” I look him right in his blue eyes. I like to think that the first time he turned his gaze on me, I fell in love. Maybe that’s just me looking back on the past with rose-colored glasses, but either way, I’m helplessly head over heels for Jace King.
“I do, of course I do. I love you, too, sweetheart,” he rumbles.
But something about him seems nervous – a side I’m not really used to seeing. Jace is the tough guy because that’s just who he is. But then my boyfriend takes a deep breath like he’s nervous and starts to let out a long string of sentences.
“I know that I’m not in a position to give you anything close to the life you have now, Haley, but I want you to know that I’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of you forever, longer if I need to. That’s a promise. I don’t really have much of�
� well, anything, but I’ll make something of myself. If you need anything, you’ll have it. If you want anything, you’ll have it. I’ll make sure our life together is as close to perfect as possible.”
He doesn’t look at me while he’s talking, opting to have his eyes focus on the necklace I’m wearing – one he gave me. I know that our difference in wealth makes him a little uncomfortable, but I don’t care about money. In fact, nothing comes close to how much I care about Jace.
I put my hand on his cheek and gently nudge him, so he’s looking back at me.
“You’re already something Jace. You’re amazing, kind, sweet, and giving. Having money or not having money – that doesn’t change your worth, not to me.” I hope he believes me.
Jace merely takes the hand I have on his cheek and presses his lips to my palm. I reposition myself, so I’m straddling his lap. I run my fingers through his thick, black hair, and he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, leaning into my embrace.
“Mmmmm,” he moans. Whenever I touch him, I feel so inexperienced. I know I’m not the first girl Jace has been with, but he’s my first boyfriend. He’s been my first everything, actually. I don’t want him to think I’m some dumb girl who knows nothing about sex, but I don’t really know a whole lot.
“You mean the world to me,” I breathe in his ear. “You’re everything.”
He lets out a sigh, and as we continue to lie together, I can feel him growing in his pants. His cock presses against my thigh. The length excites me. I want more. Usually, when this happens, we don’t do much about it, and I’m pretty sure he just takes care of his erections once he’s alone. But tonight, something’s going to be different. I’m going to make sure of it.
“Jace?” I’m biting my lip, a bit nervous to ask him what I want to ask him.
“Yeah?”
“Do you want to? I mean, I was wondering if tonight we could….” My voice trails off. It should be easy to say, but I can’t get the words out of my mouth. I don’t even know how to phrase it, I’m so nervous.
Jace opens his eyes and smiles gently.
“What is it, baby?” The corner of his mouth slides into a lopsided grin. I know I’ll never be able to say it with him looking at me, so instead, I take my hands and place them on his chest. I slowly bring one down, going lower and lower until I reach the edge of his jeans. But instead of reaching in, I slip my hand under his shirt and feel the hard muscles underneath. I sigh as my fingers skim his skin. He’s hot, smooth, and so beautiful. My entire body warms up as I feel him underneath me. My body buzzes with the contact.
I remember when he first approached me at school. I couldn’t believe someone as gorgeous as Jace King could ever be interested in me. After all, he’s the bad boy that all the girls desire, complete with a devil may care grin and a muscled, taut body. He’s literally what female fantasies are made of. Meanwhile, I’m kind of a nobody. I have brown hair, brown eyes, and a curvy body with a too-big ass and too-big breasts. People look at me, but there’s nothing unique or worthwhile. I probably weigh twice as much as some of the popular girls with their stick thin physiques.
But Jace was interested. He looked at me and saw someone. Someone he wanted to be with. Someone intriguing and exciting, and soon, we started dating. It was a little weird at first, but we ignored the whispers and gossip. After a while, we became an item, and it seemed like the rest of the school accepted us as a couple, even if some of the girls still shot envious gazes at me when we walked the halls.
It doesn’t matter though. All that matters is this man. I let my hand go higher and higher, reveling in his ridged abs. I feel his nipple and use my finger to circle it over and over as his breathing becomes labored.
“What are you doing?” he rasps.
I bring my lips close to his, not quite touching, but close enough to feel his breath whisper across my mouth. I lick my lips.
“I’m touching you, what else?” is my saucy reply.
He groans and shifts beneath me.
“No, what are you really doing, Haley?”
The time for truth has come, and I take a deep breath.
“I want you to make love to me, Jace. Tonight. Right here.” The words literally tumble out of my mouth. Jace stops breathing and goes silent. I’m worried he doesn’t want to, so I start to backtrack furiously. “I mean, we don’t have to if you don’t want. I just got caught up in the moment and I thought –”
His finger lands on top of my mouth, quieting me. His hand moves, so he’s now caressing my chin.
“I’ve been thinking about you saying those words to me for so long,” he exhales deeply. “Longer than you could possibly know, sweetheart.”
His hand moves from my chin to my neck, his fingers wrapping around the slender length. He gives it a gentle squeeze causing me to quietly gasp. His eyes dart to my lips before returning to look into mine. “It’s just…” he trails off, so I don’t hear him.
“What?” I whisper.
“It’s just, I don’t know if I can be gentle enough to make love to you.” My eyes dart back and forth as I try to figure out what he means.
“I don’t understand,” I say. “Jace?”
He drops his head.
“Haley, sweetheart, I want you so bad,” he whispers, “but I don’t want to hurt you.”
My heart pitter-patters. Hurt me?
“You could never hurt me,” I say meaningfully. “Never, Jace. I love you.”
But he shakes his head.
“Oh sweetheart –”
I cut him off with a kiss, pressing my mouth onto his while slipping my tongue between his lips. A hard groan comes out of his throat and I swallow it. I press my body into him, urging him on. I want him to think of being inside of me. I crave him inside of me.
His fingers tangle in my hair and then he pulls my head back, breaking our kiss.
“Okay then, you’re going to get your way, but I don’t have a condom,” he murmurs. “Is that okay?”
I nod silently.
“Yes, it’s okay. We’ll be fine. I want you, Jace.” Even if something happens, I know Jace and I will be far away from Lenville, South Carolina by then, far enough to indulge in the life we want.
“Oh sweetheart, you don’t know what you’re saying.” He kisses me again, this time going to the hem of my shirt and pulling it up. But the thing is, I do know what I want. I want this man inside me, bare and powerful, and the thought of his skin against my most sensitive spot makes me heat up and grow wet. Oh god, yes.
Jace’s hands hover right in front of my breasts like he’s afraid to touch them. I bring my hands to the clasp on the back of my bra, and let the straps fall off my shoulders. The garment slips off my body.
“Jesus Christ Haley. You’re so beautiful.” My face grows red as I feel a blush creep up from my neck. I know there’s no reason for me to be embarrassed, but I still feel incredibly exposed, and even though I have the urge to cross my arms over my chest, I don’t. I want Jace to see me. More importantly, I want him to touch me.
“More, Jace. Please,” I beg. Groaning, he moves his hands down to my waist and I’m worried he’s changed his mind, but then his mouth wraps around my nipple, his tongue swiping across the bud.
“Oh,” I gasp, surprised by the sudden sensation.
“Mmmm,” he hums, the tiny vibrations reaching my core. He keeps sucking on my tit, and I grab on to his shoulders to steady myself. My breath is shaky as my eyes close in ecstasy. His fingers are digging into the flesh of my sides, keeping me secured in my spot on his lap, not that I want to leave.
Jace’s tongue leaves my nipple, and he kisses his way up until he reaches my mouth.
“I need you naked. Now,” he rasps, lips pressed against my mouth. I nod and move my body back, so I can wiggle out of my jeans. Jace undresses, taking off his shirt and pushing his jeans off his legs. I make my way back to him, rising up on to my knees, and he grabs onto my ass before taking the hem of my panties between his teeth. Skillfu
lly, my boyfriend manages to slowly peel them off. When they’re about halfway down my leg, his lips skim their way back up my thigh until he reaches my hip.
“You’re going too slow,” I breathe. “I want more.”
He chuckles deep in his throat.
“Let’s go a little faster then,” he rumbles. His hands drop to his boxers and he pulls them off. His cock springs out and my eyes go wide at the sight of him. This is the first cock I’ve seen in real life, and he’s huge. Ten inches at least, thick with veins running up the top and bottom. The tip is a deep purple, and moist with pre-cum. Oh my god, can I handle it?
As if in a trance, I wrap my fingers around his shaft. He inhales sharply, but my eyes stay glued to the head where a pearl of semen grows. I take my thumb and circle it around, spreading the wet cum. The tip glistens in the moonlight.
“Sweetheart,” Jace pants. Hearing him talk snaps me out of my haze. I quickly withdraw my hand and look at my boyfriend. I don’t know what to do with myself, so I wrap my arm around my body, shrinking a little into myself. “Come here,” Jace murmurs, and I move over to him. He pats his lap, so I put my knees on either side of him, resting my hands back on his shoulders.
I move his hair out of his eyes and kiss his cheek. Jace moves his mouth to my ear, shifting my hair out of the way, so his lips land right beside my earring.
“I’m going to slowly bring your hips down on my cock until I’m completely inside you. Is that okay, baby girl?”