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She hunted around in a box, then said, “Aha.” Standing, she showed him what she’d found. “My favorite.”
She held a pretty, lacy, pale blue bra. It had straps, un-derwire, a satiny strip of material to go beneath a woman’s breasts—but nothing to cover the rest. A front-less bra.
“You, uh, wear those things?”
“Sometimes. Especially when I’m wearing cotton or silk.”
They both glanced at her cotton T-shirt.
Though almost afraid to ask, he had to. “Why?”
“The different textures of fabric feel amazing against my nipples,” she admitted, something dark and erotic flashing in her eyes. “It’s empowering to give yourself a thrill throughout the day, without anyone ever being aware of it. Like the tights.”
He swallowed. Hard. Then he stepped closer, until their bodies nearly touched from neck to knee. Looking down at the sharp points of her breasts, he finally managed to ask, “Are you wearing one of those bras now?”
“Maybe.” She didn’t step back. Instead, she reached for his hand and pulled it toward her body. Dropping her voice to a purr, she said, “Why don’t you see if you can tell?”
Dangerous. Like reaching out to touch a blazing red burner on a stove…you know you’re going to get burned, but you just can’t shake yourself out of the spell.
Jack didn’t care.
He touched.
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“YES, I THINK YOU MIGHT be wearing one now,” he murmured.
Kate didn’t reply, couldn’t even speak as he traced the tips of his fingers across her sensitive nipple. Then he moved his hand lower, to cup her breast. Stepping even closer, until their hips brushed, he brought his other hand up. When he passed his open palm against her other breast, making the fabric of her top scrape the other distended nipple, she shuddered.
“Jack…”
“Shh,” he whispered, his mouth so close to her hair she felt the warmth of his breath. “I’m not sure yet. I think I need to test some more before I decide if you are.”
“Please do,” she said with a tiny whimper.
He did, cupping, squeezing lightly. He caught her nipples between fingers on each hand, tweaking them, making sparks shoot from there straight down to her crotch. Her legs shook as heat and moisture flooded her shorts.
“Yes, you are,” he finally said. Thankfully he didn’t pull his hands away.
“So, Kate, let’s recap. You wear seductive lingerie for your own pleasure. You carry a vibrator in your purse and use a battery-powered tongue whenever you want an orgasm.”
She nodded mindlessly, agreeing, anything as long as he continued the stroking of her breasts.
“There’s one thing you haven’t mentioned. Something I know you like.”
She instantly knew what he meant and whimpered.
“Penetration,” he continued, dragging out the word as if it were a caress. “Deep, hard, erotic penetration.”
“Yes.” She arched her back, offering more of herself, her fingers itching to grab the bottom hem of her shirt and lift it so she could get even more of his intimate attention.
His hands moved away, caressing her waist, her back, her hip. “Can you get that from your toys or playthings?” he asked, as if he didn’t know she was about to crawl out of her own skin out of sheer, undiluted need.
“No.” Aroused to the point of pain, she shifted, pushing her pelvis toward his and grinding against the huge erection she could easily feel against her body. The moisture between her legs doubled, the electric awareness thrumming through her body quadrupled. Not questioning the impulse, knowing she had to touch him or die, she slipped her hand between their bodies to cup him through his jeans. “Nothing compares to this.”
He hissed as her fingers tightened around him.
He suddenly got serious, obviously realizing she wasn’t playing sexy games anymore. “You’re sure?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Here?”
“Uh-huh. But there’s no table,” she said as she continued to caress him.
“Floor’ll do,” he muttered before catching her mouth in a wet, carnal kiss. She melted against him, rapidly refamiliarizing herself with the taste of his mouth, the sweetness of his tongue. The feel of his long, hard body pressed against hers.
