caressed he gave her such immense pleasure she forgot why she'd ever been modest with him.
She twined her fingers through his soft, thick hair as he continued to suckle her breast. She felt him tug the waistband of her panties off her hips, then pushed them down her legs and off. Completely naked now, he nudged her legs apart with his foot, and she gasped as his long fingers slid between her thighs, unerringly finding the exact spot that could quickly send her soaring over the edge of a hot, clenching orgasm.
His mouth left her breasts and traversed lower, his lips skimming over her soft belly… her mons… and then his tongue joined the slow slide of his thumb against her cleft.
'Jack…' she rasped.
He tipped his head back, his jaw clenched tight and his eyes hot and demanding. 'Let me watch you when you come.'
She nodded knowing it was all part of everything that was real between them tonight. Three strokes later she gave him what he'd asked for… let him watch as her climax shuddered through her. It robbed her of breath and the ability to stand on her shaking legs when it was finally over.
Next thing she knew, she was lying on a soft bedspread and he was moving over her, between her thighs. He braced his forearms on either side of her head so she was able to look into his eyes. She lifted her knees so that their hips met and the heated length of his shaft brushed intimately against her.
A private smile curved her lips.
'What are you grinning about?' he asked.
She ran her hands down his muscled back, over his buttocks, and pulled him closer so that he was nearly penetrating her. 'You're thrilled to see me.' Finally, the reaction she'd hoped for since he'd greeted her at the door.
'Hell yeah, I am,' he growled, and proved it by sliding deep inside her. Then he began to move at a slow, leisurely pace. 'I'm even more thrilled to have you in my bed, right where you belong. I may never let you out of it.'
'Sounds lovely,' she said on a wistful sigh. 'But we both have businesses to run.'
'Then how about you marry me and then I know you'll be in my bed every night for the rest of my life?' he suggested.
She went still and looked up at Jack, not doubting for a second the sincerity of his proposal, or his love for her. 'Yes,' she whispered around the joy filling her heart. 'Yes, I'll marry you.'
He looked immensely pleased with himself. 'And what about filling up this big house with kids?' he asked, rolling his hips lazily against hers. 'You up for that task?'
'Oh, yeah,' she purred, imagining a little boy or girl with their father's blue eyes and being spoiled rotten by their aunt Jillian. 'Especially if it means lots and lots of practicing beforehand.'
'You got it, but you have to promise me two things,' he said, as his thrusts deepened.
That sweet tension began to build again, and Kayla struggled to keep her mind on their conversation. 'Anything at all.'
'Promise me
She laughed, then groaned as another flex of his hips brought her that much closer to another breath-stealing climax. 'You've got yourself a deal.'
'And you, Kayla Thomas, have yourself a husband.'
Then all talking ceased as they both gave in to the desire and passion that was theirs, and theirs alone.
Janelle Denison
