Life After Dark: Book Two of the Dark Series

Chapter 103

~ Aftershocks: The End ~

"The only thing that matters is you and me."

Jason lowered his face to claim Keesha's lips in a deep, imploring kiss. His mouth moved sensuously across her soft, pliant lips, silently demanding her to open herself up to him. She did and in his eagerness to taste her, his tongue darted into her mouth and found hers.

Tasting...probing...tantalizing and soul-stirring.

The feel of Jason's tongue on hers sent shivers up and down Keesha's spine. Her hands held on to the hard muscles of his bare back, as he threaded his large hands in the waves of her dark brown tresses. Gently and tenderly, he angled her head and kept it close to his so that the kiss didn't break...wouldn't end...as he continued to press his hot, open mouth against hers.

In time, the need for air forced their lips to separate. Breathless, the newlyweds stared at each other. Their need to join and be one was strong, and Jason found that he couldn't deny himself the pleasure of hearing her sign and moan in satisfaction from her husband's loving attention.

His hands slowly drifted from her hair to lightly stroke the sides of her neck. His thumb caressed her rapidly beating pulse and he smiled at the acknowledgement of how deeply his touch affected her. His hands continued downward on their journey until they rested at the top button of her shirt. He parted the folds of the shirt open with two inquisitive fingers, and as her soft, mocha flesh was revealed to him, he slipped one baby finger inside to gently stroke the swell of her breast. "Jason," she moaned softly as her entire being trembled.

"Yeah?" he asked. His piercing blue eyes were riveted to hers as a sensuous smile formed on his lips which were now slightly swollen from their kisses.

"This feels so good," she breathed, as he lowered his head to replace his baby finger on her hot, quivering flesh. "But..."

Mid-kiss, Jason paused. Heady with desire, he raised his head, and repeated, "But?"

"We should go back," she told him, cupping his strong jaw line with the palm of her hand. Her thumb traced the outline of his full lower lip as she waited for him to respond.

"Go back? Where?" he asked, confused by her response and dazed by her caresses.

"Back to the mansion," she told him before she placed a light kiss on his lips and removed herself from his lap.

"You can't be serious," he said, watching her as she moved away from him and headed to their walk-in closet.

"I am," she called out. She quickly found what she was looking for and rejoined him in the bedroom. She placed the beige linen pantsuit on the bed and began to strip out of the clothes she had borrowed from Eve.

"But, Keesha...baby, it's our wedding night...and... Well, baby, I'm ready to...well, you know," he said, pointing to his obvious state of readiness.

Keesha made a point of looking and by the time, she raised her eyes to his, he was even more ready than he had been moments before. Sadly, she shook her head, "I can see that you...are...very...very ready, but love, we have to go back. No one knows where we are, and we still have a wedding cake to cut. Not to mention, AJ-"

"What about AJ?" Jason asked. He rose to his feet and moved to stand in front of her.

"He knows," she said, pausing as she removed the button down top she wore. Her eyes never wavered from his as she said, "I went to him and told him everything. He went to the mansion and I'm pretty sure he's on the warpath. We need to go and make things right."

"Things were made right when you told him. He knows that Michael isn't mine. Isn't that enough?" Jason asked, his expression hard as his eyes clouded over at the pain of losing his 'son'.