stirring.
He gently lifts me from the floor and turns me in his arms to cuddle me against his chest. I wish I was in control of myself enough to say something, to say anything. I’ve never been consumed by pleasure so intensely before. I’ve never loved or trusted a man enough to let him take me anyway he chooses. To lie pliant in his hands while he consumes me. I’ve never known a man before Jack who I could trust not to take from my body what I don’t want to give.
He sets me on the bed and eases my tank top over my head, then tucks me beneath the sheets. I laugh silently in my head. He’s still got his shirt on. I haven’t the strength to laugh out loud.
He slips into bed, turning me on my side and easing me into the spoon of his body. I am exhausted and, yet, my body so alert I’m not ready to sleep. There is an unreal wakefulness about me, an unreal contentment in my languid limbs.
He kisses me gently on the back of my neck, in that spot I love. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I turn in his arms and stare up at him. “No, you didn’t hurt me. Not for a second. It was unbelievable. I’d always heard the combination of penetration could make your orgasm intense, but I never knew how intense,” I whisper in wonder. Eyes sparkly, I can’t switch off the part of my personality that needs to do this and gently I mock, “You took my ass’s virginity with a piece of fruit. God, you are a strange man at times.”
Jack laughs, his chest shimming playfully beneath me. “I know it’s a no-go zone, and with how sensitive you are there, it would take something extraordinary for it to work. Oh god.” He groans. “You tightened so hard around me you nearly broke me in two.”
“Where did you learn the cantaloupe thing? At your farmer’s market growing co-op?”
Jack rolls his eyes as if heavily exasperated. “No, Playboy . An article on alternate uses of melons.”
I shake my head. “ Playboy would definitely be the place to learn about melons. I would have never guessed after all this time you have an inner freak.”
He frowns, but his eyes are still bright with humor. “I don’t have an inner freak. I just love giving you pleasure however I can. I’m pretty basic all the way. What you see is what you get, Linda.”
I smile, bringing my mouth to his. I touch his lips lightly and then make a nip with my teeth on his lower lip. “What I see is just perfect for me.”
He settles me more snugly against him. Into my hair, he whispers, “I’m sorry, Linda. About earlier. I’m lucky you were still here when I got back. Don’t think I don’t know that and what an ass I was before. I would have walked out on me. Almost everything I said I wanted to kick the shit out of myself the moment I said it.”
I slip my arms around him at his biceps, holding him as I ease my face up. “Let’s just chalk it up to road fatigue and sexual tension from long denial. That works for me.”
Jack laughs. “Definitely sexual tension from long denial. Six weeks is too long.” His humor fades and he sighs. “I’ve just got a lot of stuff going on all at once right now. I don’t want to bore you with my shit.”
Ah, so my instincts aren’t off. There is something going on with Jack that he hasn’t told me about.
I kiss his chin. “When you’re ready to talk I’m ready to listen,” I whisper.
He gives me a lazy, content smile. “That goes both ways, sweetheart. We’ve both got a lot of stuff running around inside our heads. Hopefully some of it is the same stuff.”
What the hell does that mean? I debate whether to probe that one. I curl into him, holding him with my arms as his fingertips gently stroke my back. We feel good again.
He kisses the top of my head. “Now sleep.”
And before I’ve decided which way to go, if I should find out what’s happening with him that he hasn’t shared with me, he’s asleep.
CHAPTER SIX
I wake first. Jack is sound asleep beside me. It surprises me to find
He gently lifts me from the floor and turns me in his arms to cuddle me against his chest. I wish I was in control of myself enough to say something, to say anything. I’ve never been consumed by pleasure so intensely before. I’ve never loved or trusted a man enough to let him take me anyway he chooses. To lie pliant in his hands while he consumes me. I’ve never known a man before Jack who I could trust not to take from my body what I don’t want to give.
He sets me on the bed and eases my tank top over my head, then tucks me beneath the sheets. I laugh silently in my head. He’s still got his shirt on. I haven’t the strength to laugh out loud.
He slips into bed, turning me on my side and easing me into the spoon of his body. I am exhausted and, yet, my body so alert I’m not ready to sleep. There is an unreal wakefulness about me, an unreal contentment in my languid limbs.
He kisses me gently on the back of my neck, in that spot I love. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I turn in his arms and stare up at him. “No, you didn’t hurt me. Not for a second. It was unbelievable. I’d always heard the combination of penetration could make your orgasm intense, but I never knew how intense,” I whisper in wonder. Eyes sparkly, I can’t switch off the part of my personality that needs to do this and gently I mock, “You took my ass’s virginity with a piece of fruit. God, you are a strange man at times.”
Jack laughs, his chest shimming playfully beneath me. “I know it’s a no-go zone, and with how sensitive you are there, it would take something extraordinary for it to work. Oh god.” He groans. “You tightened so hard around me you nearly broke me in two.”
“Where did you learn the cantaloupe thing? At your farmer’s market growing co-op?”
Jack rolls his eyes as if heavily exasperated. “No, Playboy . An article on alternate uses of melons.”
I shake my head. “ Playboy would definitely be the place to learn about melons. I would have never guessed after all this time you have an inner freak.”
He frowns, but his eyes are still bright with humor. “I don’t have an inner freak. I just love giving you pleasure however I can. I’m pretty basic all the way. What you see is what you get, Linda.”
I smile, bringing my mouth to his. I touch his lips lightly and then make a nip with my teeth on his lower lip. “What I see is just perfect for me.”
He settles me more snugly against him. Into my hair, he whispers, “I’m sorry, Linda. About earlier. I’m lucky you were still here when I got back. Don’t think I don’t know that and what an ass I was before. I would have walked out on me. Almost everything I said I wanted to kick the shit out of myself the moment I said it.”
I slip my arms around him at his biceps, holding him as I ease my face up. “Let’s just chalk it up to road fatigue and sexual tension from long denial. That works for me.”
Jack laughs. “Definitely sexual tension from long denial. Six weeks is too long.” His humor fades and he sighs. “I’ve just got a lot of stuff going on all at once right now. I don’t want to bore you with my shit.”
Ah, so my instincts aren’t off. There is something going on with Jack that he hasn’t told me about.
I kiss his chin. “When you’re ready to talk I’m ready to listen,” I whisper.
He gives me a lazy, content smile. “That goes both ways, sweetheart. We’ve both got a lot of stuff running around inside our heads. Hopefully some of it is the same stuff.”
What the hell does that mean? I debate whether to probe that one. I curl into him, holding him with my arms as his fingertips gently stroke my back. We feel good again.
He kisses the top of my head. “Now sleep.”
And before I’ve decided which way to go, if I should find out what’s happening with him that he hasn’t shared with me, he’s asleep.
CHAPTER SIX
I wake first. Jack is sound asleep beside me. It surprises me to find
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