A Bad Boy For Summer by Joanna Blake

eyebrows.
    “You shouldn’t have said that.”
    He kissed me deeply and I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting it to end. He laughed and pulled away, wagging his finger at me. I watched as he pulled his boots on and walked to the door.
    Jace looked back at me, his eyes sweeping over my body. I could actually feel the heat as he took his time looking at my legs and higher…  
    “I’m going to take you up on that.”
    He grinned at me.
    “See you tomorrow Francine.”

Chapter Ten
    Jace

    I stood outside Frannie’s place. I still couldn’t believe I had stopped last night without banging her. I sure as hell hadn’t wanted to leave when I did.
    It had taken every ounce of my control to stop.
    I knew that tonight it was going to be even harder.
    So I wasn’t even going to try. If she was even half as turned on as she’d been last night, I was going to fuck her brains out. To hell with it. I just had to make sure she was out of her mind with lust.
    I grinned and rang the doorbell.
    Delicious smells were wafting out of her apartment when she opened the door. She looked so sweet and innocent in her soft blue sun dress. And just like that, my dick got hard.
    The more innocent she looked, the more I wanted to do filthy, dirty things to her.
    I held up a six pack of beer and a bunch of flowers.
    I’d never bought a girl flowers before.
    I’d never wanted to fuck someone this badly before either.
    “Come in.”
    She smiled and stepped back to let me in. But I wasn’t moving an inch without a fucking kiss. I pulled her against me and laid one on her.
    She was breathless by the time I lifted my head.
    This was off to a good start.  
    “That smells good.”
    “Thanks. I hope you don’t mind not eating meat. I’m a vegetarian.”
    “That’s cool.”
    I didn’t care what the fuck she served me. I just wanted to get to the main event. Jesus, I felt like a rabid fucking dog waiting for a scrap of flesh!
    And what delectable flesh it was…
    She bent over, looking into the oven. I could see the curve of her ass through her skirt. Hmmfff. I was not going to able to wait.
    “It’s almost ready.”
    I popped open a beer and handed her one. Then I drank half of mine in two swallows. I watched her sip hers daintily. Then she put the flowers in water and started fussing around with setting the table.
    She was such a lady. It would be cute if it wasn’t driving me crazy. I was an inch away from dragging her into the bedroom. I watched her, my mind coming up with all sorts of reasons why I should wait until after dinner to make my move.
    Fuck it.
    “Come here.”
    She walked over, clearly not getting what was about to happen.
    I was leaning against the table, looking calm. But inside I was a caged fucking beast. And I was about to devour her.
    I slid my hands up her arms and down her back. Then I yanked her against me between my legs. She let out an adorable little yelp of surprise.
    I growled at her, biting her neck. Then I licked the spot I’d bitten. My hands were on her ass, squeezing the luscious mounds. My cock was pressing into her, a heat seeking missile.
    What it wanted was still under wraps though.
    “Go turn the stove off.”
    She nodded shakily and went to do what I asked.
    Then I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bedroom. In two seconds I had her pretty dress pooled around her feet. She stood there as I ran my hands up and down her body, wanting to touch everything at once.
    “Lay down.”
    I pulled my shirt off and climbed into the bed with Frannie. She was laying down, her eyes wide as she watched me approach. I still hadn’t kissed her yet.
    I wanted her begging for it before I did.
    I started at her neck and worked my way down her body, kissing and stroking her. I skipped her nipples, teasingly skimming past them. By the time my face was above her pussy, she was writhing beneath me.
    I grinned, nipping her inner thigh.
    My fingertips traced the outline of her panties and slid up and down her