“I—um… I think so. There have been some weird sightings at a couple of hospitals I’ve worked in, and I’ve seen some shows about it.”
“Good! It’s unanimous.” She seemed exceedingly pleased. “We’ll see you at six, then?”
“I’m afraid I have to work tonight. But I have tomorrow off. Can we do it tomorrow?”
“Sorry. I booked a medium for tonight.”
The elevator stopped and Jason stepped out. “Oh, good. You’re home,” he said, smiling at Merry.
She grinned.
Dottie backed away from the door and sighed. “Well, I’ll let you two lovebirds be alone.” She winked at Jason and headed up the stairs.
Merry wondered what he had told his aunt, but simply opened her door wider for Jason to enter. He kicked it closed behind him and swept her into his arms. “Did you miss me?” he asked and lowered his mouth to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his heated kiss. “Mpha… mbbt.”
He broke the kiss and leaned away so he could see her face. “What?”
“I said, ‘maybe a little bit.’”
They grinned at each other, then Jason lifted her effortlessly into his arms. “I might have thought about you once or twice too.”
Carrying her to the bedroom, he nuzzled her neck and said, “There’s a lot of time between now and whenever you have to leave for work, and I intend to spend all of it making love to you.”
Kissing her tenderly, he lowered her to the bed. A wonderful warm fuzzy feeling swept through Merry as he covered her body with his—like a security blanket. His hands wandered to her breast and his mouth traveled to her neck.
She arched and whimpered as he massaged her breast. Even through her clothing his loving attention felt good, but she couldn’t wait to lose the layers separating them.
“Jason,” she whispered.
He didn’t stop kissing her. “Hmm?”
“Let’s take these clothes off. I’m suddenly burning up.”
He broke his string of kisses long enough to look up at her and grin. “Can’t have that now, can we?”
He reached for the zipper of her jeans and dragged it downward, slowly—sensuously.
She yanked the hem of his T-shirt and managed to drag it off over his head. She couldn’t wait to touch him, skin to skin, so she fastened onto his nipple and sucked.
He reared back and groaned. “Oh, baby. What you do to me…”
“Hang on. There are things I want to do to you that I’ve never done before.”
His eyebrows arched. “Really?”
Grinning, he shed the rest of his clothes in nanoseconds.
Merry had read enoughCosmomagazines to take advantage of the inside information they were always giving.What guys really like. How to drive him crazy in bed.The catchy headlines were always followed with expert advice, often given by the guys themselves.
The issue she had read recently offered some tips on teasing and sensitizing a man before actually getting it on.Let the torture begin!
She scraped her nails gently and slowly over his chest, working her way down. Her mouth followed the path and she licked and nipped at his skin. According to the article, she was awakening his general nerve centers, so everything to follow would be more sensitive. And she intended to give himeverything.
He closed his eyes and moans of pleasure emanated from somewhere deep within. Confident, Merry let her fingernails rake over his inner thighs, coming close to one testicle and then the other. No actual genital contact, yet. The article said not to be afraid to scrape or apply pressure to a guy’s skin. It was much thicker and less sensitive than a woman’s so,be a little rough.They’ll love it!
She hesitated to be too rough with the jewels, though. She knew those were sensitive as heck!
Ha! He was writhing and trying to move his goodies toward her hands.Not yet, Mister.
