“I do care about you, Keely. More than I should.” Jack brushed a damp tendril of her glossy hair behind her ear, letting his finger trace her perfect, beautifully shaped jawline.
With his every inhalation, Keely’s scent teased him. Warm. Flowery. Womanly. He leaned closer, drawing in a deeper breath. When their gazes clashed and Jack saw raw desire swimming in the amazing 72
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blueness of her eyes, he stopped fighting the inevitable. He framed her face in his shaking hands and said,
“Fuck it,” before he smothered her mouth with a blistering kiss.
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She was kissing Jack Donohue. Kissing him like crazy. Kissing him like she’d fantasized about after he’d kissed her so thoroughly at Colt and India’s wedding reception.
It was so much better when they were both sober.
Keely slid her hands beneath his suit coat up his muscular back. Oh man. Such a hard-toned body.
Such an insistent mouth. The hint of cologne on his heated skin wafted up from his open-collar shirt.
Drugged. She felt utterly drugged by his masculine scent and the sheer power of his body pressed to hers.
Jack wouldn’t let their lips part for more than a second before he dove back in for another mind-blowing kiss. His tongue was hot velvet and smooth as whiskey as it glided and stroked and teased. He seduced her, reduced her to a trembling mass of need with just the power of his avid mouth.
“Sweet Jesus, Keely,” he muttered against her lips. “I want you so fucking bad.”
“Jack—”
He kissed her chin. “Steamy, raunchy sex is a more productive outlet for our frustrations than flinging insults.”
“I agree,” she moaned when his lips slowly feathered down her throat, hitting every sensitive spot with unerring accuracy.
Jack sucked the tender slope between her shoulder and her collarbone, letting his breath fan the damp spots as his tongue licked to the other side.
The gentle sweep of his thumb in front of her ear as his firm lips and sharp teeth assaulted her neck caused her whole body to quiver with unbridled lust.
“I want to hike up your skirt and fuck you right now against this wall. Raw.” His mouth brushed the shell of her ear. “Hard.” He blew oh so softly. “Fast.”
Her sex moistened and clenched with want.
Then she and Jack were face to face. His wild eyes didn’t fit his matter-of-fact tone. “Say you’ll let me do every dirty thing to you I’ve ever fantasized about.”
“You’ve imagined having sex with me?”
“Always,” he admitted. His rough whisper launched another blissful shiver through her. “Since you were barely sixteen.”
Keely blinked at him, trying desperately to believe his incredibly sweet bullshit. “Strange way of showing it, GQ.”
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“We both know you would’ve lorded it over me. I fought it. No more.” He pressed his pelvis into the cradle of her hips, letting his cock rub her belly button. “Say yes.”
As if she could possibly say no. Keely raked her fingers down his back, wishing her fingernails were leaving scratches from his shoulders to his tight ass. “Yes.”
Jack’s never-ending kisses morphed from brutal to sweet. Passion tempered with unexpected tenderness. Her head was buzzing. Her blood was humming. Her body was doing the boot scootin’ boogie.
The kiss waxed and waned, burned and soothed, so she almost didn’t hear the giggles. When the noise finally registered, louder, Keely managed to break her lips free.
“Jack. We have an audience.” She peered over Jack’s broad shoulder. Her nephews and nieces were gawking at them.
When she attempted to extricate herself, his possessive embrace increased. “Who cares?”
“They’ll tattle to everyone.” Keely caught the eye of Kyler, the self-appointed ringleader. “Keep this to yourself, okay?”
Kyler’s enormous grin revealed two empty spots where his front teeth had been. “No way.” He raced down the hall in front of his entourage. In the main room, he shouted, “Hey, guess what?” The crowd quieted. “Aunt Keely and Jack are kissin’ in the hallway!”
Laughter broke out.
Kyler snatched his moment in the spotlight as his due. “And they were kissin’ so much they didn’t even notice us. We waited, but it didn’t seem like they were ever gonna stop. They were kissin’ forever.”
Keely groaned. Her forehead fell to Jack’s chest. “See? Now everyone knows we were sucking face.”
Jack kissed her crown. Twice. “And we’da gotten away with it too if wasn’t for them meddlin’ kids.”