keep still.
Nodding, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. Needing no more encouragement, he pumped hard and fast inside her, and Lauren matched him stroke for stroke. Soon her body trembled and buckled underneath him until the pressure built into an explosion of monumental proportions and she cried out her release. Jack pumped into her one last time before he collapsed on top of her, his breathing loud and raspy.
Lauren lay still underneath the heavy, yet pleasant, weight of Jack. Their wet skin glued them together, and their choppy breathing mingled as one.Wowwas the only thought Lauren’s sex-starved brain could manage right before she dozed off.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Sunlight filtered through the slats of the blinds, striping Lauren’s bed with golden streaks.
Lauren’s eyes, heavy from lack of sleep, opened to sort out the weight anchored around her waist. She found Jack’s tanned, muscled arm secured around her. Stretching carefully, so as not to wake him, she smiled like the cat that got the cream. Her body tingled in places she’d long forgotten, and it felt wonderful. And it was all thanks to the man lying in her bed.
She turned her head to gaze at him. Jack’s dark eyelashes fanned the tops of his cheeks as he slept. His hair, disheveled from her fingers running through it, looked sexy and rugged. Stubble covered his jaw, and she remembered how rough, yet arousing, it felt on her sensitive skin. The sting still lingered on her neck and breasts.
Her gaze wandered down the length of his body. The photos of his Calvin Klein shoot did not give the man justice. He was so much sexier in the flesh. A sprinkle of dark hair splayed across his broad, muscular chest and ahappy trail, which she had followed more than once with her tongue, disappeared beneath the rumpled sheet covering him from the waist down.
Looking at him caused her heart to race and her breath to catch, and she realized the trouble withMr. Prettywas going to be bigger than she ever could have imagined. It hadn’t taken her long to get hooked. What was she saying? She’d been hooked from the beginning. And now that she’d gotten a taste of this delicious man the craving grew wildly stronger. Lauren was like a junkie waiting for her next hit.
Thank God she didn’t have to wait long. His warm fingers slid their way up her body, boldly cupping her breast and massaging it in a slow, tantalizing circle. Goose bumps broke out over her skin, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning. How could it still feel so damn good after all they’d done? Jack continued with his expert touch and her body, of its own accord, arched into his palm.
Jack’s lids fluttered open. “Morning,” he said, his voice deep and raspy from sleep.
“Morning,” Lauren answered on a sigh when his fingers began to pluck at her nipples.
“Sleep well?” Leaning over, he covered her breast with his warm mouth.
On a low groan she answered, “Ah-huh.”
The hand left her breast and headed south. Lauren sucked in a breath as he entered a
finger through her slick heat. She rocked fast against him as he flicked and pulled at the sensitive bud that controlled her body. Boy, he knew his way around her controls!
Rolling on top of her, Jack pinned her down, linked their fingers, and slid her arms above her head, exposing her to his heated gaze. He nudged her legs open and nestled between them.
She wiggled, urging him to enter, but he only stared down at her with his smoky green eyes.
Groaning deep in her throat, she lifted her head and took an impatient bite from his shoulder.
“What’s the rush?” Lowering his mouth, he nibbled at her bottom lip.
Lauren wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him as close as she could without the use of her arms. “Jack…”
“I can’t get enough of you,” he muttered as he once again paid tribute to her chest.
Coming to the end of her patience, Lauren pulled her hands free and clasped them on
Jack’s face and glared at him. “If you don’t get the job done now, I’m going to…going to…” His eyes sparkled with laughter. “Going to what?” “Finish things myself!” she blurted.
The sparkle was replaced by scorching heat. “I’d beveryhappy to see that.” She blew out a frustrated breath. Threats weren’t going to work.
“Sayplease.” His hot gaze flicked over her. “What?”
“Sayplease, Jack, I want you right now,” he said with a cocky grin.
Was he seriously going to do this to her now? When she was on the verge of shattering?
Narrowing her eyes, she said, “You can’t be serious.”
Ignoring her, he said, “Sayplease, Jack, I want you now, because you’re the best lover
