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first with my breath…and then my lips…and then my tongue.”
Her thighs quivered, her skin goosepimpling as his breath brushed the sensitive flesh between her thighs.
“I’m going to taste you,” he murmured. “And then I’m going to have my fill of you.”
A man of his word, Jack did exactly as pledged. She hadn’t known what to expect, but he surpassed her expectations. He was artful. Unhurried. Thorough…
Loving? His hands trembled as he caressed her hips and thighs, as if he were both afraid to touch her or to let her go.
A low moan of satisfaction oozed from Lina’s throat as her spine arced. Her hands clenched and unclenched, her toes curled and her lower body shivered in response to Jack’s intimate work. His fingers dug into her backside when she convulsed against him, her gasping cries joining the symphony of the hidden wildlife around them.
He spread himself over her nude body, fully aware of the effect his clothed form had on her as he moved over her. He lightly closed his hands around her wrists, his gentle grip whispering along her arms as he brought his head even with her chest. With his nose, he nudged aside the strands of jet lying across her left breast, and his breath alone turned her nipple into a tight bud. But when he closed his lips around it, she arched into him, feeding him as much of her breast as he would take.
He nursed her into a writhing, cooing frenzy before his kisses followed her midline to her navel, and on down to the glistening darkness between her legs. Sumptuous, darting movements of his tongue delightfully tormented its target before it homed in on the bullseye. With a loud, breathy gasp, Lina closed her eyes. Her head and shoulders involuntarily pushed against the tabletop while her hips rose to meet each thrust of Jack’s mouth.
“Jack…Jack, please…”
His name became her plea and she clutched at his shoulders, urging him to rise and continue his invasion more intimately. She half sat up and pulled him to her for a deep kiss that allowed her to tug open his shirt, popping three of its buttons into the shadows.
She locked her ankles at the small of his back and hunched over to grab at his belt. Jack was sure that she would have stripped him and mounted him right there under the stars if he hadn’t scooped her up and carried her to the sliding doors. She clung to him, kissing him, her nude body making Jack clumsy and stupid with desire. He supported Lina with one hand and used the other to tug at the stubborn screen door.
Lina giggled against his lips when the thing wouldn’t budge despite Jack’s blind pulling and tugging. He broke free of Lina’s kiss to give the door handle a hard wrench that yanked it half off its track.
“I’m sure the owner will understand, once you properly explain the circumstances,” Lina teased between the kisses she dotted along the rim of his ear.
Jack’s knees went soft while the rest of him became painfully hard when the tip of her tongue sweetly dipped into his ear.
The cottage was much smaller than any of the hotel suites he had stayed in, but his invisible hosts kept the place exceptionally clean, cozy and inviting, right down to the midnight muffin and fruit platter. The temporary residence was more like a friend’s guest home than a hotel—except for the contents of the hospitality basket in the bathroom.
After positioning Lina on his bed, Jack popped into the bathroom to retrieve the strand of condoms his thorough hosts had included among the miniature shampoos, lotions, mouthwash and disposable razors.
He stood at the side of the bed and forced himself to take his time as he undressed. His leisured, almost indifferent striptease was meant to give himself time to gain a much-needed measure of self-control. As he revealed his chiseled, well proportioned physique, he robbed Lina of her self restraint.
She sat up on her knees and took him by the shoulders. Kissing him, she guided him onto the bed. She took one
Her thighs quivered, her skin goosepimpling as his breath brushed the sensitive flesh between her thighs.
“I’m going to taste you,” he murmured. “And then I’m going to have my fill of you.”
A man of his word, Jack did exactly as pledged. She hadn’t known what to expect, but he surpassed her expectations. He was artful. Unhurried. Thorough…
Loving? His hands trembled as he caressed her hips and thighs, as if he were both afraid to touch her or to let her go.
A low moan of satisfaction oozed from Lina’s throat as her spine arced. Her hands clenched and unclenched, her toes curled and her lower body shivered in response to Jack’s intimate work. His fingers dug into her backside when she convulsed against him, her gasping cries joining the symphony of the hidden wildlife around them.
He spread himself over her nude body, fully aware of the effect his clothed form had on her as he moved over her. He lightly closed his hands around her wrists, his gentle grip whispering along her arms as he brought his head even with her chest. With his nose, he nudged aside the strands of jet lying across her left breast, and his breath alone turned her nipple into a tight bud. But when he closed his lips around it, she arched into him, feeding him as much of her breast as he would take.
He nursed her into a writhing, cooing frenzy before his kisses followed her midline to her navel, and on down to the glistening darkness between her legs. Sumptuous, darting movements of his tongue delightfully tormented its target before it homed in on the bullseye. With a loud, breathy gasp, Lina closed her eyes. Her head and shoulders involuntarily pushed against the tabletop while her hips rose to meet each thrust of Jack’s mouth.
“Jack…Jack, please…”
His name became her plea and she clutched at his shoulders, urging him to rise and continue his invasion more intimately. She half sat up and pulled him to her for a deep kiss that allowed her to tug open his shirt, popping three of its buttons into the shadows.
She locked her ankles at the small of his back and hunched over to grab at his belt. Jack was sure that she would have stripped him and mounted him right there under the stars if he hadn’t scooped her up and carried her to the sliding doors. She clung to him, kissing him, her nude body making Jack clumsy and stupid with desire. He supported Lina with one hand and used the other to tug at the stubborn screen door.
Lina giggled against his lips when the thing wouldn’t budge despite Jack’s blind pulling and tugging. He broke free of Lina’s kiss to give the door handle a hard wrench that yanked it half off its track.
“I’m sure the owner will understand, once you properly explain the circumstances,” Lina teased between the kisses she dotted along the rim of his ear.
Jack’s knees went soft while the rest of him became painfully hard when the tip of her tongue sweetly dipped into his ear.
The cottage was much smaller than any of the hotel suites he had stayed in, but his invisible hosts kept the place exceptionally clean, cozy and inviting, right down to the midnight muffin and fruit platter. The temporary residence was more like a friend’s guest home than a hotel—except for the contents of the hospitality basket in the bathroom.
After positioning Lina on his bed, Jack popped into the bathroom to retrieve the strand of condoms his thorough hosts had included among the miniature shampoos, lotions, mouthwash and disposable razors.
He stood at the side of the bed and forced himself to take his time as he undressed. His leisured, almost indifferent striptease was meant to give himself time to gain a much-needed measure of self-control. As he revealed his chiseled, well proportioned physique, he robbed Lina of her self restraint.
She sat up on her knees and took him by the shoulders. Kissing him, she guided him onto the bed. She took one
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