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Jack had grumbled at her until she’d eaten half of her sandwich, his dark eyes worried and attentive.
Then there was Ian. Grouchy, bossy, and so darn strong.
She touched her nipple, letting out a sharp breath. That felt so good. Closing her eyes, she imagined it was Ian sucking on her nipple, pinching, then soothing the sharp pain with his tongue.
Meanwhile, Jack’s tongue would be against her clit. Oh, damn.
A knock on the door interrupted her.
Monkeyballs!
What was she doing? She couldn’t make herself come when they were on the other side of the door.
Such a knob.
“Yes?” Did she sound normal? Or like she’d just been touching herself. Her clit wasn’t happy about the aborted orgasm.
“Maggie, it’s time to get out,” Ian said. “It must be getting cold in there.”
“Um, yes. Okay! One minute. I need to put that T-shirt back on.” She wrinkled her nose as she attempted to pull on the wet T-shirt.
“I can get you out without looking,” he said. “Don’t put it on, it will be cold and horrible.”
It was.
“All right. But no peeking.”
Dear Lord.
As if he wanted to peek at her tiny boobs and nearly non-existent curves.
The door opened and he stepped in, his gaze averted.
“I’ll stand up and then you can just lift me out,” she said. “I’m sure I could do this myself.”
“You won’t stand up,” he barked. “You could slip. I’m going to lift you, then grab the towel.”
How was he going to do that without looking?
He came to the side of the big bath, his head turned to one side. Then he reached down to pick her up.
She assumed he was attempting to grasp her under her arms.
Only, he missed entirely and grabbed hold of her boobs. She let out a yelp and he withdrew his hands. His gaze turned to her, taking in her body with a heated gaze.
“Ian!” she cried, trying to cover herself.
“Sorry, sorry,” he muttered.
“I thought you could do this without looking at me!”
“I really didn’t mean to look.”
“Okay. It’s all right,” she reassured him.
“I’m not sure which of you is redder,” Jack drawled.
She gasped and looked over at where he was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, as he grinned in amusement.
