by Sandi Lynn
After Kinsley graduated from college, I gave her her dream and she became the proud owner of an antique shop she called Timeless Treasures, which turned a profit in the first year. I was so proud of her and fell in love with her even more.
“Listen, sweetheart, I don’t know what’s going on yet. I’ll text you as soon as I find out. I have to go,” Christopher spoke as he walked into the kitchen.
“Who was that?” I asked him.
“Hold on.” He put up his finger as his phone rang again. “Emily, darling, I was just going to call you. Was that tonight? Ugh. I’m so sorry, but I completely forgot. My parents had me busy all day doing work for them. I’m afraid tonight won’t work, so let’s set something up within the next couple days. Great, gotta run, my mom’s yelling for me.”
Kinsley and I looked at each other as Christopher made another call.
“Hey, baby, it’s me. “I’ll pick you up around eight o’clock. Can’t wait to see you either.”
“What the hell is going on?” Kinsley asked him.
“What?” He shrugged.
“Obviously, our son is juggling two girls at once.”
“Three, Dad. Emily, Katia, and Val.”
“Oh.” A grin crossed my face. “Three girls.” I glanced over at Kinsley.
“And you think that’s okay?” she asked Christopher.
“Why not? It’s not like I’m in a relationship with any of them. It’s all casual dating.”
“And you think just because you’re ‘casual dating,’ it’s okay to lie? Are you having sex with all of them?” Kinsley spoke sternly as she pointed her finger at him.
“Mom! Oh my God!”
“Don’t you oh my God me, Christopher Chase Calloway! Chase, talk to him!”
I sighed as I hooked my arm around him.
“Listen, son, believe me when I tell you, this will all catch up to you, and when it does, it’s not going to be pretty. Just be honest from the beginning with these girls, and if you’re having sex, you better be using a condom.”
“And, Chase?” Kinsley spoke.
“And you better make sure the girl is on birth control as well. If she’s not, double up the glove.” I winked.
“Dad, come on.”
“Your father and I used a condom and it broke,” Kinsley spoke. “And then came you.” Her brow arched.
“Okay. Okay, I get it. Do you realize how awkward it is talking to you about this?” Christopher spoke.
“I can only imagine, son. Now go have your date and be safe.”
Christopher started to walk out of the kitchen and Kinsley stopped him.
“Christopher.” She pointed to her cheek.
He walked over and gave her a kiss.
“I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too.” She smiled.
As soon as he left the kitchen, I walked over to Kinsley and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into me.
“He can’t help it, sweetheart. He’s a Calloway and we Calloway men are natural born charmers.”
I was looking out the window at my beautiful family on the beach before I headed down to join them. Christopher was charming his way into the heart of yet another girl and Chanel and Camille were in the water with Kinsley. I smiled at what a lucky man I truly was. This was something I never envisioned for myself. I was nothing but a man who hid behind fear. Then Kinsley came along and changed all that. She set me free and I would never stop loving her.
I stepped out onto the patio, grabbed my surfboard, and ran down to the beach.
“Surf’s up, son. Let’s go!” I smiled as I ran past him.
“Sure thing, Dad. I’m right behind you!” He grabbed his board and followed behind.
I set my surfboard in the water and paddled up to Kinsley.
“I love you.” I leaned over and kissed her.
“I love you too.” She smiled.
Jamieson Finn
Redemption Series Book 3
New York Times, USA Today & Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author
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Sandi Lynn
Copyright © 2018 Sandi Lynn Romance, LLC
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Chapter 1
Jamieson
I sat at the bar with a scotch in my hand and thought about the flight back to Los Angeles tomorrow morning. I had a million and one things to do when I got back including a craniotomy on a sixteen-year-old girl with a Glioblastoma. The bar was pretty crowded for a Wednesday night. On one side of me sat a man who just had a fight with his wife. Unfortunately, I had to hear all about it. On the other side of me sat a woman who was just fired from her job. I had to hear all about that too since she was so inebriated. I tried to tune both people out by listening to the soft and subtle blues music that played throughout the place.
“Can I get one more?” I asked the bartender as I held my glass up.
One more drink and then I’d head to my hotel, get some much needed sleep, and head home in the morning. Finally, the man sitting next to me got up and left, and the woman on the other side of me laid her head down on the bar and pretty much passed out. I sighed as I got up from the bar stool, helped her up and put her into a cab. When I walked back in, I noticed a woman with long blonde hair sitting in my seat.
“Excuse me. I was sitting here,” I spoke.
“Oh. I’m sorry. I saw you leaving with that woman,” she spoke as her baby blue eyes stared into mine.
“I was just helping her into a cab. She had one too many.”
The blonde went to get up and I stopped her.
“It’s fine. I’ll just sit here,” I spoke as I took the stool next to her.
“So, you didn’t know that woman?” she asked.
“No.” I reached over and grabbed my scotch.
“That was very saintly of you to help her.” She grinned.
“Trust me, I’m far from being a saint.” I threw back my drink. “What are you drinking?”
“Gin and Tonic,” she spoke.
“May I buy you another one?”
“Sure.” She smiled. “If you’re buying me a drink, I should introduce myself. “I’m Grace.” She held out her slender hand.
“Nice to meet you Grace. I’m Jamieson.” I lightly shook her hand. “Bartender, another Gin and Tonic for Grace here.”
“Coming right up.”
“I’m curious as to why a beautiful woman like you is sitting in a bar all by herself.” I smirked.
“It’s my last hoorah. Tomorrow, I’m starting a new life.”
“New life? Interesting. What’s wrong with your old life?”
“A lot.” She picked up her drink and took a sip. “How about you? Why is a handsome man like yourself sitting in a bar all alone?”
“This is my last night in New York. I’m here on business.”
She was beautiful, and my cock was starting to rise to the occasion. I’d had a bit of a dry spell lately and hadn’t had sex in about six weeks. Six weeks too long as far as I was concerned.
“If you’ll excuse me. I need to use the ladies’ room. Will you save my seat?” she asked.
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“Of course.”
I watched her walk across the bar and over to the hallway where the restrooms were located. Short black dress, black heels, hourglass figure, and long lean legs. My imagination ran wild with images of what was underneath that sexy dress. With any luck, I’d find out soon enough. A few moments later she returned and took her seat next to me with a smile.
“Thanks for saving my seat.”
“I told you I would. You’re much better company than the last two people that were here.” I smirked.
“Thank you.” She held up her glass to me. “Here’s to your last night in New York.”
“And here’s to the last night of your old life.” I tipped my glass to hers.
I studied her. Her look, her body movement and I hesitated for a moment.
“Want to get out of here?” I asked.
“And go where?” The corners of her mouth curved upwards.
“My hotel is right around the corner.”
“Are you married?” she asked.
“No.”
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Nope.” I shook my head.
“Then sure. Lead the way.”
I threw some cash on the bar and we headed to my hotel.
Grace
Why the hell not? He was incredibly sexy with his short brown hair, strong masculine jawline that sported the sexiest five o’clock shadow and eyes that were gray with a hint of blue swirled within. Not to mention his six-foot three muscular body. This was my last night in New York before I ventured off tomorrow to a new city and leave my old life behind. Might as well have one last New York fling.
We walked around the block to the Mandarin Hotel.
“Impressive,” I spoke as we walked through the lobby to the elevators.
“Wait until you see the room.” He winked.
The moment the elevator doors shut, Jamieson placed his hand on my cheek and brought his lips to mine.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while,” he spoke.
“I’ve been wanting you to.” I grinned.
The elevator stopped on the thirty-eighth floor. We stepped out into the prestigious hallway where Jamieson held my hand and led me to his suite.
“What exactly do you do for a living?” I smirked as we entered the room.
“Does it matter? It’s not like we’ll ever see each other again after tonight. I’m flying home, you’re starting a new life, so let’s just leave it at that,” he spoke as he placed his hands on each side of my face.
“Fine with me.”
Our lips collided, and our tongues met for the first time. I was overly turned on by this man and my already soaked panties proved it. He reached around and unzipped my dress, letting it fall to the ground, exposing my bare breasts. My nipples hardened at his stare as his fingers lightly brushed against them. His hand wrapped around my back and held me in place while his other hand dipped down the front of my panties, navigating its way to my wet and sensitive area.
“I love the fact that you’re so wet,” he whispered as his tongue stroked my neck.
“You turn me on. What can I say? My body is naturally reacting.”
“I know something else that will turn you on even more.”
He dipped his finger inside me and I gasped. The pleasure this man gave was intoxicating and erased the pain I’d felt over the past month. My nails dug into the cotton of his shirt as he explored me, hitting my G-spot and sending me over the edge to a full blown orgasm. Arching my back with the tight grip he had around me, I threw my head back and felt like I’d died and gone to Heaven. Shit. I’d never felt anything like it before. What the hell just happened?
“Damn, that was amazing.” He smiled.
My heart was pounding out of my chest as he lightly pushed me back on the bed. Taking a step back, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the floor. I felt the vibrations down below as I stared at his muscular arms, chest and beautifully sculpted six pack. I waited in anticipation as he took down his pants that revealed his black boxer briefs.
“Come here,” I spoke.
He walked towards me as I sat on the edge of the bed. Hooking my fingers around the waistband of his briefs, I slowly took them down, releasing his large hard cock. I gulped at the madness in front of me.
Thank you, I silently whispered.
Wrapping my fingers around his shaft, I moved it up and down. Moans of pleasure erupted from him as he tangled his fingers in my hair. I took him inside my mouth and sucked him as if he was a lollipop. His grip on my hair tightened as he pushed my head down so I could take almost all of him in.
“Fuck,” he moaned. “Oh God.”
He lifted my head and removed himself from me.
“I don’t want to come yet.” He panted as he pushed me on my back.
He bent down and his tongue made its way up my inner thigh and he removed my panties with ease. The wetness poured from me as excitement raged throughout my body. Not only did this man have magical hands, but he had a magical tongue that sent my body into another orgasm.
He stood up, grabbed his pants from the floor and took a condom out of his wallet. Tearing the package open with his mouth, he rolled the condom over his hard cock. This was it. He was going in and I was more than ready. Hovering over me, his lips met mine and he thrust inside me, quickly but with ease.
Jamieson
The heat inside her was overwhelming as my cock was buried between her fiery walls. The pleasure, the power, and the freedom I felt was indescribable. There was something different about her than the other women I’d fucked, and I couldn’t explain it. This total stranger. This beautiful stranger held me captive in her hold as I thrust in and out of her. Her sexual moans graced the room and turned me on even more which I thought was impossible. Her body was perfect, just like I imagined back at the bar. I gave a few more thrusts and then pulled out and flipped her on her stomach. Entering her from behind, I sat up and grabbed hold of her tight ass while my cock took its pleasure. Between both of our moans, I was sure the people next to me could hear, but I didn’t care. This was the best sex I’d had in a very long time and I didn’t want it to end.
I pulled out and flipped her on her back, taking her perfect C cup natural breasts in my mouth while I thrust in and out of her again with long smooth strokes. I sat her up and wrapped my arms around her as her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. We both moved simultaneously, slow and with ease. She wanted to make this last as much as I did.
“Come with me,” I whispered as I pulled out of her.
“Where?”
I gave her a smile as I grabbed her hand, helped her from the bed and led her over to the large window that overlooked the brightly lit city.
“Jamieson.”
“Don’t worry. Nobody can see us up here.”
I pushed her up against the glass as I held her hands with mine against it. My body pressed into hers as my cock found its way inside her. I stared at the reflection of us through the window while I fucked her. My fingers interlaced with hers as I felt her tighten around me and the rush of warmth coated me. I moved in and out of her like an animal as the pressure increased and my cock exploded, leaving me breathless with an out of control heart rate. I dropped my head to her shoulder as I tried to regain my breath. She unhooked one of our hands and brought it around to the back of my neck, softly stroking it with her delicate fingers.
I pulled out and went straight to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.
“Are you sure nobody saw us?” she asked as she put on her panties.
“And so what if they did?” I smirked.
She picked up her dress and slipped it on, asking me to zip it up for her.
“You don’t have to leave,” I spoke.
“Actually, I do. It’s eleven forty-five. In fifteen minutes, it’ll be tomorrow and the start of my new life. I can’t very well start it in a hotel room with a stranger.”
“I guess not,” I spoke with disap
pointment as I hoped we could have sex again one more time before I left. “Good luck with your new life.”
“Thank you.” She smiled as she kissed my cheek. “Have a safe flight home.” She placed her hand on my bare chest.
“Thanks.”
She grabbed her purse from the table and headed towards the door.
“Hey, for what it’s worth, I kind of get that whole saint vibe from you.”
I chuckled as she opened the door and walked out.
Chapter 2
Grace
I left his hotel room, stepped into the elevator, and let out a deep breath as the doors closed. What the hell just happened? Craziness, that’s what. Sexy, hot craziness all rolled into one. I could still feel the vibrations down below. Literally, my old life went out with a bang! I shook my head to move back into reality as I hailed a cab to my apartment. Opening the door, I flipped on the lights and stared at the empty space before me except two suitcases, a carry-on bag, a pillow, and a blanket. Grabbing the blanket, I took a seat on the floor and brought my knees to my chest. Thoughts about the memories here filled my head and broke my heart. I took in a deep breath as I fought back the tears and swallowed the lump in my throat. Betrayal took place here. The ultimate betrayal. Getting out of this city was the only option I had. I needed to start new and rebuild my life one day at a time.
I landed in Los Angeles and took an Uber to the car dealership to pick up my new car that I purchased. I did everything online and had the salesman, Howard, Facetime me and show me the vehicle.