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Jack’s smoky brown eyes, her breath caught in her lungs. “You do?”
“I do.” His lips touched hers, warm, sensuous and inviting.
“But I barely know you,” Bunny whispered against his mouth.
“We’ve seen each other every week for the past six months.” He skimmed her lips with his tongue, pressing through her teeth.
Bunny closed her eyes, her body melting against his, her resistance weakening. When he allowed her up for air, she asked, “Why now?”
He nipped at her earlobe and left a trail of kisses along her throat. “I’m ready.”
“What if I’m not?” Bunny let her head drop back, her skin on fire, every nerve in her system anticipating his touch. Who was she kidding? This cop had been one of her fantasies since the first time he’d stepped through the door of her flower shop.
He tipped her chin up and gazed into her eyes. “Then I have to convince you.”
Her hands circled the back of his neck, and she pulled his head down until his lips crushed hers.
Jack shoved aside the food and wine glasses and laid her down on the tablecloth, his mouth never leaving hers. When he finally came up for air, he smiled down at her. “Is this helping to convince you?”
“Starting to.” Everything that had happened to her so far that day led to her instant arousal and desire to see this through. But all the starts and stops were beginning to frustrate her, and her core ached for fulfillment only his hard cock could give her. She had forgotten she was in her shop, forgotten they were on the floor of her workroom. Forgotten the lunch he’d gone to so much trouble to acquire. All she could see was Jack. All she could feel was his body pressed to hers, his mouth sliding down over her sundress, kissing her breasts through the fabric. His hand slipped beneath her dress, feathering through her pubic hairs to find her clit.
Bunny arched her back off the floor, her knees splaying wide, giving him all the access he needed to seal this deal.
She wanted to feel his skin against hers, to have his hands caressing her body, tweaking, plucking and tempting her into complete surrender.
The shop bell jangled, shattering her concentration, jerking her back to the reality of where she was and what she was doing. Bunny sat up, yanking her dress over her hips. “I’ll be right with you,” she called out.
Jack pushed to his feet and grabbed her hand, pulling her up beside him, his brows furrowed. “This isn’t over, you know.”
She stared up into his face. “It has to be…for now.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips, his hands threading through her hair. “I have a lot more convincing to do before we’re done.”
“It’ll have to be when the shop is closed. This is insane.”
“Bunny?” A gratingly familiar voice called out.
Shit. Ray. What the hell was he doing back?
Bunny stepped through the door into the front of the shop. “What do you want, Ray?”
Her ex-husband stared at her, his brows furrowing, his lips pressed into a tight line. Then his gaze shifted to the man who moved up behind her. “What’s he still doing here?”
“He’s…helping me.” Bunny stumbled over her response. “Not that it’s any business of yours.”
Jack leaned close to her. “I need to run. Are you going to be all right? Do you want me to get rid of him before I leave?” The cop glared at Ray.
Bunny had to choke back her laughter at the way Ray’s eyes widened. “No, I can handle him. You need to get to work.”
Still, Jack hesitated a moment longer, then nodded toward the back room. “I’ll collect the basket later.” When he turned to go, Bunny laid a hand on his arm.
“Jack?”
“Yes, darlin’?” His hand went to her hip automatically.
The gesture warmed her heart as well has her hip. “Thanks…for lunch.” Bunny leaned up on her tiptoes, grasped the back of his head and pulled him down for a deep, satisfying kiss.
Jack chuckled. “Maybe next time we'll actually eat.”
The sound of Ray
“I do.” His lips touched hers, warm, sensuous and inviting.
“But I barely know you,” Bunny whispered against his mouth.
“We’ve seen each other every week for the past six months.” He skimmed her lips with his tongue, pressing through her teeth.
Bunny closed her eyes, her body melting against his, her resistance weakening. When he allowed her up for air, she asked, “Why now?”
He nipped at her earlobe and left a trail of kisses along her throat. “I’m ready.”
“What if I’m not?” Bunny let her head drop back, her skin on fire, every nerve in her system anticipating his touch. Who was she kidding? This cop had been one of her fantasies since the first time he’d stepped through the door of her flower shop.
He tipped her chin up and gazed into her eyes. “Then I have to convince you.”
Her hands circled the back of his neck, and she pulled his head down until his lips crushed hers.
Jack shoved aside the food and wine glasses and laid her down on the tablecloth, his mouth never leaving hers. When he finally came up for air, he smiled down at her. “Is this helping to convince you?”
“Starting to.” Everything that had happened to her so far that day led to her instant arousal and desire to see this through. But all the starts and stops were beginning to frustrate her, and her core ached for fulfillment only his hard cock could give her. She had forgotten she was in her shop, forgotten they were on the floor of her workroom. Forgotten the lunch he’d gone to so much trouble to acquire. All she could see was Jack. All she could feel was his body pressed to hers, his mouth sliding down over her sundress, kissing her breasts through the fabric. His hand slipped beneath her dress, feathering through her pubic hairs to find her clit.
Bunny arched her back off the floor, her knees splaying wide, giving him all the access he needed to seal this deal.
She wanted to feel his skin against hers, to have his hands caressing her body, tweaking, plucking and tempting her into complete surrender.
The shop bell jangled, shattering her concentration, jerking her back to the reality of where she was and what she was doing. Bunny sat up, yanking her dress over her hips. “I’ll be right with you,” she called out.
Jack pushed to his feet and grabbed her hand, pulling her up beside him, his brows furrowed. “This isn’t over, you know.”
She stared up into his face. “It has to be…for now.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips, his hands threading through her hair. “I have a lot more convincing to do before we’re done.”
“It’ll have to be when the shop is closed. This is insane.”
“Bunny?” A gratingly familiar voice called out.
Shit. Ray. What the hell was he doing back?
Bunny stepped through the door into the front of the shop. “What do you want, Ray?”
Her ex-husband stared at her, his brows furrowing, his lips pressed into a tight line. Then his gaze shifted to the man who moved up behind her. “What’s he still doing here?”
“He’s…helping me.” Bunny stumbled over her response. “Not that it’s any business of yours.”
Jack leaned close to her. “I need to run. Are you going to be all right? Do you want me to get rid of him before I leave?” The cop glared at Ray.
Bunny had to choke back her laughter at the way Ray’s eyes widened. “No, I can handle him. You need to get to work.”
Still, Jack hesitated a moment longer, then nodded toward the back room. “I’ll collect the basket later.” When he turned to go, Bunny laid a hand on his arm.
“Jack?”
“Yes, darlin’?” His hand went to her hip automatically.
The gesture warmed her heart as well has her hip. “Thanks…for lunch.” Bunny leaned up on her tiptoes, grasped the back of his head and pulled him down for a deep, satisfying kiss.
Jack chuckled. “Maybe next time we'll actually eat.”
The sound of Ray
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