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have to wake up now. We’re waiting for you,
we miss you.”
    A sigh and material rustled.
    “ I tried calling Joy. She didn’t answer, so I left a message.
As soon as she calls I’ll tell her what happened.” Pressure and a
light brush against his palm, as she continued, “I know she’d want
to know. Why did you go to the cabin? You said you were giving her
space, I never thought you’d head there. I guess everything happens
for a reason.”
    Joy? Jairo focused on moving his hand, but no matter how hard he
tried his body refused to heed his demands. He remained a silent
observer in his present life. He wanted to ask who this Joy was,
and why her name sounded familiar. Was she a part of
him?
    The curtain once again clouded the fuzziness behind his
eyelids. He didn’t want to sleep, but his body had other ideas.
Like a movie projector, images unlike earlier, filled his mind’s
eye. He was one of the participants, an actor in a played-out
scene.
    Was it a dream, or a memory?
    * * *
*
    Jairo watched her dance moves with a smirk as her body moved
to the beat of the music, so loud it blocked the click of the door
closing. She didn’t know he was home.
    Arms banded across his chest, his gaze followed the curve of
her bare calf and the bounce of her ass. He loved watching her
move. The shake of her hips caused the animal to claw at his
insides. He collared the beast so fast it barely registered she had
a skirt on.
    She only ever wore jeans. He swallowed.
    Her filmy and long skirt cut high at the sides left her legs
bare to her waist, similar to a gypsy’s dress. His mouth went dry.
The gemstone anklets shifted, revealing a tattooed capitalized
letter ‘J’ with an asterisk mark to the right side.
    Jairo struggled to remain passive. A small part of him refused
to move, or couldn’t? His gaze traveled up to her hips and then her
back….the air stopped in his lungs.
    The sway of her waist length hair revealed the petite blonde
wasn’t wearing a shirt, just a bra. His heart dropped to his
stomach. He wouldn’t be able to resist her seductive movements
enticing him much longer. The leash slipped, he didn’t want to
catch it as heat spread through him.
    She was his.
    In one fluid motion, he stepped forward and grabbed her by the
waist. He twisted her around and crushed her lips under his as he
backed her across the room, against a wall somewhere behind them.
He had to brand her with his body…make her move for him the way she
did to the music.
    She belonged to him.
    The animal wanted her, to make them whole. It desired to be
buried deep inside her until her mind emptied of all else but
him.
    Jairo’s hands on either side of her head bracketed her in, and
he held her still with his weight. Her hands moved up his chest,
breasts arched into him.
    Would she stop him? Or pull him closer?
    He didn’t know—he just had to have her, now. To ease the
burning in his body, only she soothed the beast he
became.
    Jairo gripped her thighs, lifted, and linked them around his
narrow hips. Her naked heat beneath the skirt taunted him and he
growled. Her wetness brushed against him and he pressed into her.
With one hand, he moved to release his dick. Part of his mind
begged him to hold off, the other denied. Silken flesh tormented
him. He thought he’d be able to handle the beast. But she slid
against his fly and he threw caution to the wind.
    She was as ready for him as he was for her.
    When the zipper gave way, Jairo pulled his cock out. Its head
brushed her warm flesh and she jerked. Her moan of pleasure shot
through him and her fingers gripped his hair. With one thrust, he
buried to his balls. She gasped and he groaned.
    Intense sensation of her closing around him caused him to
stop. He couldn’t move, not yet. He needed to regain some of his
faculties before they fell over the edge without even
moving.
    “ Please—”
    Her soft moans in his ear sent him over the cliff. He pulled
out and surged forward, lost in the torrent