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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Amelia sat on his lap, his mouth lapping at hers. “Can’t this jet fly any faster?” He moaned, and she giggled, running her fingers through his hair.
“Patience.”
“Fuck patience. I want to be inside you right now,” Jack growled. Not enough to have sex with her in front of the flight staff.
Twelve hours later, they stepped inside his front door and the driver unloaded their bags.
“I’m heading off,” Abe said.
“Thanks, Abe,” Jack said, telling him to take a few days off. Then he shut the door and shivered. “Lord, it's cold.”
He tugged off his jacket and hung it in the cupboard, taking Amelia’s. Then they stood there smirking at one another. He took one, then another step towards her.
“I love you, Jack, but I feel the opposite of sexy right now. I’m jetlagged and don’t know if I want to sleep, eat, run a marathon, or throw up.” Amelia moaned.
“If you choose marathon, can I interest you in the horizontal version?” he asked, taking her hips in his hands and pulling her against him.
“You’re impossible.”
“You’re beautiful.” He lowered his lips to hers and gently kissed her. “Come on. Let’s get something to eat and then lie down.”
“To sleep.”
“Sure. Let’s call it that.” He winked.
After they ate, they climbed into the shower to freshen up.
Jack pulled Amelia up against him and adjusted one of the four showerheads so the deliciously hot water hit them from every direction.
“Oh, that’s so nice.” She moaned as he soaped up a sponge and started to wash her.
“I want you to come home to Washington with me.” Jack ran the shower puff over her shoulders and down her arm. “For good. I can’t do long distance with you, sweetheart.”
He meant it.
Distance just wouldn’t work for him, or their relationship. Jack wanted Amelia in his life. Every day. Not as a woman he dated. He’d never done casual.
Maybe if he had, he would never have succumbed to Cindy’s seduction, and Amelia would have a fucking ring on her finger because his proposal on New Year's Eve wouldn’t have been interrupted.
But she would one day.
“I want to be with you too, but moving my studio is a big deal,” Amelia said. “Big, big deal.”
Jack knew she needed a little more time, and he would give it to her. He’d taken a few weeks off to get his life back on track.
For now, Amelia was naked and in his arms, so that was all that mattered. When he was ready to leave, he hoped she’d feel different.
He wasn’t fucking this up again.
“Then I guess I better persuade you that I’m worth it,” Jack said, dropping to his knees. “Legs apart, gorgeous.”
“Oh,” she gasped, palming the shower wall.
With his hands on her thighs, Jack slid his tongue inside her folds and groaned. How did she still taste like champagne? Crisp and tangy and expensive.
He nipped at her clit as Amelia grabbed a handful of his hair and cried out his name. Over and over, he sucked and licked, then slid two of his fingers inside, feeling her creamy pleasure.
