Five years had flown by but the touch of Jack's hands felt familiar as he brushed the hair out of her face. Sally knew something amazing was about to ...appen as Jack pulled her into his body. With his lips pressed tightly against hers she let out a moan that let Jack knew. Something he’d been dreaming about for so long was actually going to happen. The bed was inviting. Sally snuck under the covers and Jack followed suit. Under covers and over her body he kissed her again. This wasn’t like the. I grasped her hand and pulled her as we ran down the alleyway, away from the gang I hoped. I hoped wrong. Several figures sprang out as we neared the end of the alley. Most of them scattered when I fired the shotgun I had brought along. Three didn’t. I threw two of them over the fence. The third one had brought a shotgun of his own. With a scream of rage he pointed it at Belle. Frantically, I sprang in front of her as it went off. I staggered and fell. Of course it couldn’t kill me, but it hurt. Synthetic.Sweat coated his back, though he knew the shirt would take care of it. As long as they don't see the stuff on my forehead, he thought. Fuck.He knew why they were all here, although they didn't know his reason. Lowly designers were never invited to the elite board meetings. Presentations were all bundled at the end of each year, and any of the shareholders could witness those.Mr. Lichte - a man Nic could never address as Neal, despite his insistence - cleared his throat, and the buzz. Those jeans were hot and damp, her hips began thrusting and I was getting close. A couple of deep thrusts in her throat and I was ready to blow, and she could feel it cumming. So I just let go. After no attention other than my own for six months, it didn’t take much I’ll admit, but it was ever so much appreciated. Then Fiona did a fine job of cleaning and reassembling. After that I pulled her up more into my lap and whispered, “They will start serving breakfast shortly but I’m going to have you.