more than she could give. She didn’t want to fight with him and she certainly didn’t want things to end this way. Relief flooded her when he sped by Grace’s driveway. He might not be very happy with her right now but the night obviously wasn’t over yet.
Eyes focused on the road ahead, Jack wondered what to do about Merry. She hadn’t uttered a single word since leaving the restaurant. He knew she was angry and probably scared but time was running away from them, and if he couldn’t get through to her before she left the island, he’d never get another chance. Part of him knew not to push it, to take it easy and slow down but the other part, the less rational part, wanted to go all caveman and fuck her into submission, to connect with her the only way she would let him.
Whenever he thought of her leaving, that she could simply walk away, it made him crazy. By her own admission she’d been about to marry a man she didn’t love and yet she wasn’t prepared to discuss any sort of future with him. Where was the fucking logic in that? Flicking a glance at her, he noticed her dress had ridden high on her thighs, her fingers trailing over the smooth flesh. Unable to help himself, he let his gaze linger as all other thoughts vanished, his blood heated and his cock hardened. Just when he’d regained enough sense to face the road, Merry reached across and stroked his cock in one long caress, elegant fingers brushing across the too-sensitive tip. His mouth gone suddenly dry and barely daring to breathe, he glanced away from the road for a second time. Carefully she withdrew her hand and placed it in her lap, looking like she’d never touched him, innocently sitting there staring straight ahead. He was beginning to think he’d imagined it when the gentle curve of her lips gave her away. Miss Lewis thought she had the upper hand, did she?
Stomping his foot on the accelerator, Jack didn’t pull the car over until he was well within his farm grounds. Cutting the engine, he got out and slammed the door closed behind him. When he reached the passenger side he jerked open the door.
“Get out,” he said between gritted teeth. “There’s a limit to what I’ll put up with, Princess. You’re not ready to talk—fine. There are other ways to communicate.”
In no hurry, Merry swung her legs out of the car but remained sitting primly in her seat with her hands folded in her lap, her body positioned so that she faced him.
“Get out of the car.”
Slowly she extended her hand, putting her small one in his big one. Jack waited until her head was clear of the door then he yanked hard, pulling her up against him. Merry gasped. Every muscle in his body tightened at the feel of her plastered against him. Barely giving her a chance to catch her breath, he clasped his free hand behind her head and tangled his fingers in her hair. Holding her in position he captured her open mouth in a desperate kiss. It was brutal, it was hard and it was wet. There was nothing soft or sweet about the kiss. It was pure, out-of-control lust.
Growling deep in his chest, Jack tore his mouth from her lips. “God, I want you so much, I can’t even fucking think straight anymore.”
There was still so much unsaid between them but right now he didn’t care. If this was the only way she would let him close, then so be it. The talking could wait until later because right now he needed to be inside her, to feel that hot, wet sheath clamp around his cock and pull him deeper. Right now he craved the connection more than his sanity. Right now he’d take her any way he could get her.
Hands on her shoulders, he turned her around so that she had her back to him. It was swift and Merry’s breath caught with the sudden movement. Jack pulled her hard against his body, his arms banding around her breasts and waist. He rubbed his cock along the soft curves of her ass and growled, “Feel what you do to me.”
Merry pushed back, caressing the swollen hardness
Eyes focused on the road ahead, Jack wondered what to do about Merry. She hadn’t uttered a single word since leaving the restaurant. He knew she was angry and probably scared but time was running away from them, and if he couldn’t get through to her before she left the island, he’d never get another chance. Part of him knew not to push it, to take it easy and slow down but the other part, the less rational part, wanted to go all caveman and fuck her into submission, to connect with her the only way she would let him.
Whenever he thought of her leaving, that she could simply walk away, it made him crazy. By her own admission she’d been about to marry a man she didn’t love and yet she wasn’t prepared to discuss any sort of future with him. Where was the fucking logic in that? Flicking a glance at her, he noticed her dress had ridden high on her thighs, her fingers trailing over the smooth flesh. Unable to help himself, he let his gaze linger as all other thoughts vanished, his blood heated and his cock hardened. Just when he’d regained enough sense to face the road, Merry reached across and stroked his cock in one long caress, elegant fingers brushing across the too-sensitive tip. His mouth gone suddenly dry and barely daring to breathe, he glanced away from the road for a second time. Carefully she withdrew her hand and placed it in her lap, looking like she’d never touched him, innocently sitting there staring straight ahead. He was beginning to think he’d imagined it when the gentle curve of her lips gave her away. Miss Lewis thought she had the upper hand, did she?
Stomping his foot on the accelerator, Jack didn’t pull the car over until he was well within his farm grounds. Cutting the engine, he got out and slammed the door closed behind him. When he reached the passenger side he jerked open the door.
“Get out,” he said between gritted teeth. “There’s a limit to what I’ll put up with, Princess. You’re not ready to talk—fine. There are other ways to communicate.”
In no hurry, Merry swung her legs out of the car but remained sitting primly in her seat with her hands folded in her lap, her body positioned so that she faced him.
“Get out of the car.”
Slowly she extended her hand, putting her small one in his big one. Jack waited until her head was clear of the door then he yanked hard, pulling her up against him. Merry gasped. Every muscle in his body tightened at the feel of her plastered against him. Barely giving her a chance to catch her breath, he clasped his free hand behind her head and tangled his fingers in her hair. Holding her in position he captured her open mouth in a desperate kiss. It was brutal, it was hard and it was wet. There was nothing soft or sweet about the kiss. It was pure, out-of-control lust.
Growling deep in his chest, Jack tore his mouth from her lips. “God, I want you so much, I can’t even fucking think straight anymore.”
There was still so much unsaid between them but right now he didn’t care. If this was the only way she would let him close, then so be it. The talking could wait until later because right now he needed to be inside her, to feel that hot, wet sheath clamp around his cock and pull him deeper. Right now he craved the connection more than his sanity. Right now he’d take her any way he could get her.
Hands on her shoulders, he turned her around so that she had her back to him. It was swift and Merry’s breath caught with the sudden movement. Jack pulled her hard against his body, his arms banding around her breasts and waist. He rubbed his cock along the soft curves of her ass and growled, “Feel what you do to me.”
Merry pushed back, caressing the swollen hardness
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