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“Two rooms?” I ask, remembering that it’s his agent or other people who’ve made all these arrangements, not Jack himself.
“If you want, we can have separate rooms. Or we can see how the rest of tonight goes,” he says casually, making my breath shiver and my heart start to pound in my chest like a drum.
I know what I want.
I think.
At least, I know what I’d like to be capable of, but hearing him say it. Having Jack Mercury sitting across from me in a restaurant, talking about sharing a bed with him.
This is too much to take in, especially after the day I’ve just had.
The day we’ve just had together.
“Think about it,” Jack says thoughtfully. Not pressuring me or even saying what he wants. He just leaves it up to me to decide how far I want things to go tonight.
But one look in his eyes and I can see what we both want staring back at me. The flickering light in his smoldering gaze is like two flaming figures.
Two bodies on fire, twisting and drenched in each other’s heat with no hope of being extinguished with just one night of passion.
“Coffee?” he suggests, just as casually and I can only make an involuntary sound before I decide against it.
“Uh. No coffee for me thanks, I’ll be up all night otherwise,” I tell him honestly,
He nods slowly, those eyes still holding mine. Suggesting maybe staying up all night might not be such a bad thing if we shared a bed.
“I want you, Olivia,” he finally says. Mouthing the words more than saying them out loud at first, but the effect on me is instant.
“I want all of you,” he finally says loud enough for me to hear him as his hand covers mine. Not a shadow of doubt in his meaning.
“Jack,” I whimper the trembling in my hand migrating through my body like an electric current until it reaches every part of me that I’m craving Jack’s mouth and hands over.
Everything I’ve tried to hold back all day seems to be coming undone and rapidly.
The glue that’s held my decency, my shyness together for so long is finally failing.
It feels like something inside me has come loose, something is being set free and it’s left a Jack-sized hole I know only the man himself can fill for me, making me complete again.
Making me his, it’s all I really want.
He calls for the check, letting the waiter know to bill it to his hotel room, and in moments after grabbing my coat from Mario we’re getting our room keys from the hotel reception and heading for the elevator.
Jack’s hand doesn’t leave mine the whole way up and we don’t say a word. Not until I hear the huge wooden door to his suite click shut behind us when he presses my body up against it.
His mouth hot over mine, my hands clawing at his clothes while he lifts my dress high enough to have him feel what he wants most.
He runs a single flat palm over my sex, instantly drawing a low moan from me. More of an animal sound that’s filled with need.
Filled with longing for him.
I feel my head tilting back as his mouth runs down to my neck, his thick fingers already prodding my drenched pussy through my panties, which he yanks to one side.
I lift a thigh over his hip, opening myself further and feeling my legs tremble to the point of collapse already, his strong arms lift me up as if I weigh nothing.
His equally strong legs marching me over to the bed in long, confident strides before he lays me down. Taking just a moment to survey me with a satisfied growl before pulling me by the ankles to the edge of the huge bed.
On his knees, his face hovering over my drenched and quivering, slick valley. I can hear myself begging him to touch me. To eat me until I come on his face.
The man needs no encouragement, and he’s not holding back to torment me. He’s taking all of me in with his eyes first, eating me with those same dark, intense eyes that have been boring into me since he first set them loose on me this morning.
He’s seeing much more of me now and hitching my dress up higher, I urge him with another whimper. Pleading to have his mouth over my sodden mound.
In a single, swift movement he has both my ankles over his hard shoulders. His huge hands grab me firmly and he has his whole mouth over my twitching pussy, with his tongue freeing an aching, swollen clit from its hood like old friends reunited at last.
“Holy fucking shit!” I gasp, then growl even more profanity. I’ve never sworn in my life, but his hands on my ass, his mouth right where it is, I’m cursing like a sailor and using his hair as a rudder. Steering him towards buried treasure, knowing full well he’s already seen the map.
