Luck
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“You won’t forget it again,” Jake said and continued.
After the twentieth question, Jake was in his boxers, and she was in her tank top and panties.
She was going to fail this test.
When she got the last question right, Jake got to his feet and seductively took his boxers off. He struck a pose in his glorious nakedness.
Holly giggled. Fuck, he was gorgeous.
“You win. Get your ass over here,” he demanded.
“Jake, I need to continue studying. I’m going to fail this test.”
“No, you won’t.” He dragged her by her leg toward him, then grabbed her hand and lifted her off the bed, pulling her closer to him.
He sat back down and she straddled him, grinding herself against his shaft as they kissed.
Jake’s hands roamed over her back in a downward motion until his fingers hooked under the hem of her tank top. With one swift pull, he removed it from her body. With deft fingers, he unclasped her bra, kissing her neck as he pulled the straps down her arms, his mouth moving down to her breasts when the bra fell away.
He sucked on one nipple, tweaking the other one with his hand, and Holly felt all the stress in her body draining away. She’d never get enough of him. She could have sex with him every single day and she wouldn’t get tired of it.
He stood, holding her close to his erection, then leaned over and placed her on the bed gently.
Her panties were quickly dispersed of and, with that barrier out of the way, he nestled himself between her legs. There was no need for drawn-out foreplay. Holly was more than ready for him.
Jake plunged into her body, eliciting a strangled moan from her mouth.
She tried to be quieter than usual, but it was futile when he upped the pace, moving faster and harder with every stroke.
His fiery gaze bore into her eyes, then he caught her mouth with his to capture her moans. His tongue stroked her in time to the rhythm he had going down below, and before she even grasped at the pleasure, her orgasm crashed over her in waves.
Not done and panting, they stumbled to the bathroom, their hands never leaving each other’s bodies. They needed the extra soundproofing to get Jake to orgasm.
He hurriedly threw a towel on the floor and laid on it. His hard cock stretched her gloriously as she lowered herself onto him, using all the strength in her legs to pound down on him.
“Oh…fuck,” she screamed through gritted teeth—a dead giveaway that her next orgasm was building.
He lifted her up off him, turned her, then maneuvered her onto her knees, quickly adjusting his position so he was behind her, immediately continuing the relentless pace they’d had going.
She bit into her arm to muffle her screams, breathing heavily through her nose.
Jake groaned as he slammed into her, hard and long and fast, then he pulled out of her and ejaculated onto her back, the warmth sending shivers through her body.
Her legs trembled when he lifted her up against his chest, attacking her mouth with his. He stroked her abdomen with one hand, cupping a breast with the other.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, but she was fully sated. She felt loved and wanted. She felt safe with him. She should’ve just taken that stupid ring from him the first time he asked her.
Jake broke the kiss. “That was, like always, satisfying,” he murmured in her ear.
“Do you think my mom heard us?”
He laughed. “I don’t know, but I’m sure we’ll find out tomorrow.”
She groaned.
“Who cares, Holly?” Jake said as he got up, pulling her to her feet.
They took a shower, the soaping and stroking making Jake hard again. As for Holly, she felt that aching need for him once more. He took her up against the wall, and by the time they were done, the water was cold.
They dried off as quickly as they could, both shivering from the cold water, only to collapse onto the bed within minutes.
Holly let out a contented sigh as she snuggled into his arms. This was perfect. Her life would become perfect again now that he was here with her.
They moved into their new house the following weekend. An exhausting task, but Amelia, Armand, Gus, and even Rod helped them.
Rod had finally met Jake, and they’d had a long discussion. In the end, Rod let his grudge against Jake fall away. By the end of the night, they were like the best of friends. Jake was back on Rod’s want-to-be-like list.
At around five that afternoon, most of the boxes had been packed away, but the place still didn’t feel ready to Holly.
Amelia and Jane hung most of the curtains and blinds, while Rodney sorted out the rooms.
They had lots of guests tonight.
Holly took a shower when darkness fell, and yelped in surprise when Jake stepped into the cubicle behind her.
She playfully slapped his hands away—she was exhausted—but that yearning need filled her and they had sex in the shower; a christening of sorts.
It continued to the bedroom and he took her on the floor. Lucky for her, the rooms were soundproof—she’d made sure of that—so she could be as loud as she wanted to be.
They spent an entire hour in their room and it was late when they finally emerged from its depths to find that Amelia, Jane, and Jamie had already turned in for the night.
In the kitchen, Jake ate like a beast, and had just finished his meal when Gus and Armand said their goodnights.
Holly and Jake were now alone.
“Come, let’s do it on the kitchen counter.”
“You are insane!” Holly hissed.
“C’mon, woman. Where is your sense of adventure?”
“Jake, no. We have a house full of people.”
He chuckled. “Party pooper.” Winking at her, he went back upstairs.
Holly shook her head. The man was insatiable.
She made sure that all the lights were off and doors were locked, then went back upstairs, too.
Jake was already on the mattress on the floor, since the movers hadn’t brought their bed frame yet.
She collapsed onto the mattress next to him and practically passed out. Jake must have fallen asleep pretty quickly as he didn’t stir at all. Her last thought was, Thank goodness, because she was too tired for further fooling round.
When she opened her eyes the next morning, it felt like she had barely slept, but the sun shone through the curtains, so she’d clocked at least six hours of solid sleep. She turned to Jake, but he wasn’t in bed.
Yawning, she got up and went downstairs to grab breakfast. “Why didn’t you wake me?”
“Jake said to let you sleep, so I let you sleep,” her mother said.
“He’s too perfect for me.”
“No, he’s not. He is perfect and you deserve every bit of it.”
Holly grinned. She was high. High on life, and high on Jake.
The furniture finally arrived and with all the helping hands, the house was quickly arranged into a home.
Then plants came. Jane and Holly found a place for them in the garden.
Jake eventually helped, and so did Amelia.
But Jake was being silly and kept throwing grit at Holly.
“Stop that.” She threw a lump of sand at him where it exploded across his back.
He grabbed her and kissed her right in front of everyone, smearing her with mud as he did.
“Jake, seriously!” she shrieked in protest.
He kissed her nose, then grinned at her as he got up.
She was about to plant the last seedling in the hole she had dug, when she noticed the velvet ring box nestled inside it.
Her hand reached in and pulled the box out, and when she looked up, Jake was standing behind her. “It’s not a getaway like I had planned, but I thought this was perfect. What do you say? Are you ready to make it official?”
“What do you mean official?” Amelia screeched and Jane laughed.
“He’s already asked me,” she got up, “but I told him his timing
sucked. Whatever, just give me the ring.”
He took the ring out and slid it onto her ring finger. Smiling, he then kissed her knuckles.
She couldn’t stop grinning and felt as if she was going to explode from pure happiness. She took a deep breath. “I love you, Hooligan,” she said and kissed him.
Applause rang out as they kissed, and she grinned against his mouth. Her life was finally perfect.
He was right here with her and Jamie, and no stupid rainbow would ever keep them apart again.
The 4ever Series
Imperfect Love
Secret Love
Endless Love
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The What If Novels - Spin of from the 4Ever series
Fatality - An alternative story to Imperfect Love
Luck (2019)
Fortuitous (Free when joining Isabella’s Newsletter)
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Stand Alone Novels
From a Jack to a King
Finding Mr. Right (2019)
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FORTHCOMING
FOR ME (JAKE’S POV)
MORE WHAT IF NOVELS
About the Author
Isabella White is a USA Today bestselling author. She writes many genres under many aliases. Her first debut novel was written under the name of Adrienne Woods, which she uses to write her YA/fantasy series.
Imperfect Love is her first contemporary romance/new adult work, followed by Secret Love and Endless
Love. With more titles to follow, From A Jack 2 A King, The What if novels, and Finding Mr. Right.
If she isn’t writing, she spends her time with her family and friends, loving life.
For more information visit
www.isabellawhitebooks.com