Chapter10
Lola sprayedsome perfume in the valley of her breasts, and glanced at the gold nightgown she’d slipped on after a quick shower. When they had returned to the house, Earl had called Jack again, and she’d left him in the living room while she dashed to her bedroom, to wash herselfoff.
What if he changed his mind? No. She’d been just fine with Jack’s friendship and dealing with denial whenever attraction was concerned. Then he’d proposed the friends with benefits arrangement.
When she helped him birth the cow, a part of her had bubbled with joy. Not only because she brought life into the world, but because he brought out a side in her that appreciated growing roots.
She swayed out of her room, and walked up to Jack’s. Screw overthinking. She neededthis.
Clothes thrown over the chair, a cloud of steam escaped from the open en suite bathroom. I can still go. Change her mind, and leave before he returned. But I don’t want to. The desire throbbing in her veins, the thump of her heart, drumming in her ears, warned her nothing would change her mind. Besides… she needed him in a way beyond sexual.
She dwelled on joining him in the shower or waiting in the bedroom, when his footsteps made her lift her eyes to him. Whoa. Scattered droplets of water arrowed down his delicious, large chest, disappearing on the edge of the fluffy towel wrapped around his waist.
“Hey.” A sense of wonder colored his voice and his eyes soaked her in. “I’m glad you didn’t change yourmind.”
“With the awkward dancing, rattlesnake analogy how could I stay away?” She closed the distance between them as the fire in her belly grew, and dropped her hand to the hem of his towel. The tip of her finger trembled, but she teased him, running it along the edge of the towel, her eyes onhis.
“As long as you stay.” Stay. The huskiness in his voice didn’t conceal the reverence in the word, the challenge, the mocking. The one thing she sucked at. The one thing she wanted to learn.
He clenched his fingers on her wrist and brought it to his mouth. He planted a gentle kiss on her quickening pulse without tearing away his gaze. The illumination from the bathroom with the door opened was the only light, but even in the darkness she’d noticed the shameless desire flicking in hiseyes.
His intense stare made her weak and strong, sane and crazy.
“Ladies first.” He stepped a couple of steps away, and pointed at hergown.
She pulled it over her head, and tossed it on a nearby chair. She stood in front of him, completely naked. A bob made its way down his throat as he raked his eyes over her body, his lips parting in fascination. The reaction provoked a surge of lust, making her wet, hot with need. Her nerves jangled and she concealed her fidgety hands behindher.
Slowly, he walked to her, closing the gap between them. A frisson swept over her, the coolness from his recent shower evident on his damp skin, the fresh soap scent swirling around her, his minty breath tantalizing her, making her want to taste. With the reverence of someone who made love for the first time, without any ties to the past, no insight to their doomed future, he leaned down and covered her lips with a kiss, with excruciating gentleness.
She got on the tip of her toes, desperate to give him more, desperate to sink into the whirlwind of desire, clinging to her only chance to overcome the emotions building in her heart. Cupping her face, he delved his tongue into her mouth, the sensuality of his movements dizzying her. Her knees buckled and she held onto him as he pulled her to him. The softness of her breasts collided against the roughness of his chest, his taut nipples, and the washboard stomach. He swallowed the moan forming in her lungs, and deepened the pressure of his tongue on hers. Teasing. Promising. Enticing.
His hard cock twitched against her. She bucked against him, the towel between them a barrier she wanted to tearaway.
Breaking the kiss, he picked her up and carried her to his bed. Her heart thumped faster with every step he took. Jack carrying her to the bed, nuzzling his mouth on her neck, his tongue straying to the curve of her ear… made her wild, crazy with need. “Fuck me, Jack.” Her strangled tone gave away her crippling desire to have sex hard and deep and forget the unwanted thoughts crossing hermind.
“I’ll be doing a lot more than just fucking.” By the look in his eyes, she knew he meantit.
I’ll be doing a lot more than just fucking.The amount of blood rushing down his dick messed with his damnmind.
She tempted him, nipping his chin, her warm tongue sliding over his skin and searing the ends of his day old stubble. His cock jutted out, the pre-cum coating thetip.
His entire body tensed. She ran her fingers through his hair, then her hand slid down his abs and yanked off his towel. Impatient, he threw her in bed. She chuckled. A nervous, happy sound. He’d missed that sound. The playfulness. The uninhibited giving. Hell. He’d… missedher.
She landed on her back, rolled over and flicked on the nightstand lamp. It cast a nice glow into the area, so he could contemplate the mischievous gleam in her gorgeous browneyes.
She licked the corner of her lips. “Do I get ashow?”
“I don’t know if I’ll have time for that,” he said, his voice hoarse.
She twirled a strand of hair on her finger and lifted an eyebrow, challenging him. “You said this would be more than just fucking.”
He scratched his chin. Shit. Did she pick up on his misused words? “Maybe Ilied.”
“Doesn’t sound like the Jack Canyon I know. Lying isn’t in yourDNA.”
He didn’t suppress the genuine smile spreading across his face. A harmonious energy passed betweenthem.
“Here’s your show.” To ease some of the tension building inside him, the bubbles of awareness multiplying with every step he took in her direction, he stroked himself. He grew even bigger, his balls so painfully heavy and tingly he knew he wouldn’t lastlong.
