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he could buy another nightie if she ruined this one. It wasn’t as though Ginger didn’t have ten others in this color and size.
Jack’s jaw clenched tight as he watched her press the lid open on one side of the small bottle and squeeze a healthy amount of the delicious-smelling liquid into the palm of her hand. She dropped the bottle back into the bag and then rubbed her hands together. The beautiful blue hue of his irises deepened in color. His gaze remained locked on her hands as she lifted them to her breasts and massaged the oil all over and around them.
Seeing the hungry flash of need and desire that crossed his face prodded her to tease him a little more. She pushed her breasts together, then pinched the nipples between her forefingers and thumbs, puckering them tight. It felt sensuous and exciting, though not nearly as thrilling as having Jack’s hands on her body.
The oil warmed her already flushed skin and the smooth gliding of flesh on flesh was highly erotic. She wasn’t the only one getting turned-on, though. Jack’s cock jutted upward, seemingly growing harder, if that was even possible. When her breasts and the valley between them were completely coated, she took a few steps in his direction, ‘til they were toe to toe. She sank to her knees before him and leaned into him, surrounding his full erection with her slick flesh.
The sound that welled in his throat and slipped through his parted lips was nothing short of primal.
“Be careful, sweetheart,” he warned again. “I’ve got a short fuse tonight.”
Her clit sparked with desire as though he’d just flicked it with his tongue. The tingly sensation mixed with the dull ache deep in her pussy, creating a constant craving for Jack’s brand of lovemaking. But she was also in the mood to please him tonight, so she continued what she’d set her mind on doing.
Pressing her breasts together around his cock, she let Jack set a slow rhythm. His hands twisted in her hair again, lifting the long strands off her shoulders and away from her face.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said in a tight voice, making her understand why he liked to sweep her hair up and away from her face.
She stared up at him as his rock-hard penis slid easily between the mounds holding it captive. Her fingers still toyed with her nipples, making them impossibly tight. Jack’s expression grew dark and intense as his sooty eyelashes dipped, leaving small blue crescents to gaze down on her.
His chest rose and fell with his deep breaths. She wanted to make him come. Even though it would mean missing out on the pleasure of feeling him inside her, letting him drive her wild as he hammered into her, she had to admit…he was driving her wild right now.
She dropped her chin to her chest and when the tip of his cock pushed through her slick flesh, her tongue darted out and she licked him.
Jack bucked against her and his rhythm picked up in both pace and strength. His fingers tangled a little tighter in her hair as his thick shaft thrust upward between her breasts, then retreated, then thrust again.
“Liza.” He whispered her name on a low growl. It did wicked things to her insides.
“It’s okay,” she whispered back.
She could feel the tension in his body. The trembling of his powerful legs. He worked his cock a little harder between her breasts. A little faster. Thrusting with short, quick strokes as ragged breaths of air fell from his lips.
“Damn it,” he groaned. “I don’t want to stop.”
“So don’t,” she said, feeling a little breathless herself. Her nipples were rock hard and her pussy pulsed with excitement. She wanted him inside her, but getting Jack off was her sole focus.
“You’ve got to stop,” he said, his eyelids making that final dip until his black lashes fanned out against his tanned skin. “Liza.”
“I don’t want to stop,” she told him. “I want to make you come.”
“You’re damn close, sweetheart.”
“So quit holding back,” she said. She pushed her breasts closer together, enveloping him tightly. Dipping her head again, her mouth hovered over the very spot his cock would appear when he thrust upward. She opened wide, then closed her lips around his rigid rod, sucking deep before he pulled out.
“Liza!” He ground out one last time. She felt his body jerk and convulse and when the tip of his erection peeked through her plumped up flesh one more time, she pulled the sucking number again. When she released him from her mouth, she felt the hot spurts of his come on her slick skin.
He growled again, low and deep as he came. His fingers were twisted in her hair and pulled a bit tight for comfort, but his fiery reaction to what she’d done to him, his powerful orgasm, made her too wired with triumph and exhilaration to really notice. She didn’t even mind the mess he’d made, which she was sure was something he’d tried to warn her about. He’d probably thought she was much too prim and proper to find that acceptable.
Guess she showed him. When she’d said adios to prudish Elizabeth, she’d left everything about her in the dust.
Admittedly, making Jack come—any which way she could—was about the most exciting and liberating thing she’d ever experienced. She gloated inwardly as she counted the seconds it took him to slow his breathing. Even after a full sixty, it still came in harsh pulls. He let loose of her hair and she released his imprisoned cock as he stepped away from her.
Catching her by surprise—so his style—he captured her elbow with his strong hand and helped her to her feet. Her knees creaked and she let out a soft laugh. He coaxed her backward with a step. As the backs of her legs brushed the bed, he gently pushed her down, forcing her to sit on the edge of the mattress. His gaze never once left hers.
“I’ll get a wet towel. Just stay here.” He continued to eye her closely, though, and she got the strange sense that he expected her to bolt.
Why on earth would she?
Staring back at him, she said, “Okay. Thanks.” Her voice was strong and steady. It seemed to take him aback.
