With her body, Keely should wear peek-a-boo nighties crafted from sheer material that showed off her stunning curves. Lace gloves that buttoned at the wrists he could rip off with his teeth. Thongs made of silk. Sky-high heels. Or better yet, boots that came above her knees. In black patent leather. And fishnets.
No, fishnet stockings that hooked to lace garters. Oh, yeah, and leather boy shorts, topped with a blue velvet bustier that matched her eyes. And a collar. Just once he’d like to see how she’d react if he slapped a slave collar on her.
“I oughta slap you, Jack, for the disgusted way you’re eyeballin’ my favorite jammies.”
“I can’t help it. I’m…stunned. More flannel? Really?”
“I’m cold. And I like to be comfy when I’m lounging around. I’m just a simple country girl with simple tastes.” She pointed at his laptop. “You about done working?”
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“I could call it a night if I had the right incentive.”
“If incentive is a euphemism for sex, keep right on pecking away on those keys and forget about your pecker. I need some recovery time from your raw thrusting power.”
That admission startled him. “Was I too rough?”
“Yes, but I loved every second of it. I’m just not used to eight instances of sexual contact in less than twenty-four hours, stud.” She expelled a dreamy sigh. “And to think I didn’t believe your claims about not needing Viagra.”
He wanted to toss off a smart comment, but it bugged him that he might’ve taken it too far with her on their first day as lovers.
Like you should be surprised. Everything you do is balls to the wall, full acceleration, no breaks, no prisoners.
“Hey.” Keely climbed onto his lap. “My soreness is because I haven’t been in a steady sexual relationship for a while.”
Jack was absurdly pleased Keely wanted to reassure him. He looped her damp hair around his palm.
“Can’t say I’m sorry for any of it.”
“Me neither.”
“So since your poor pussy needs recovery time, does that mean anal sex is out?”
Keely whapped him on the arm. “Duh. I thought I could distract you from thoughts of raunchy sex by…” She grabbed his chin. “Are you even listening to me?”
He looked in her eyes. “What? I lost any logical train of thought the second you said raunchy sex.”
Keely rolled her eyes. “Sex is off the list of things we can do tonight. Want to play cribbage?”
“I don’t know how to play cribbage. Do you play chess?”
“Nope. Ky and Anton and Hayden are obsessed and keep begging me to learn. But truthfully, they’d whip my ass and that would be totally demoralizing.”
“Checkers?”
“I used to play Chinese checkers with Carter but that was years ago.”
“We could watch TV.”
She groaned. “Anything but TV.”
“What do you have against television?”
“It’s such a waste of time. I’d rather be hanging out with my family or my friends or doing something fun or interesting instead of sitting alone in front of the TV night after night.”
Yeah, that pretty much described Jack’s life of late. “Indulge me. Let me prove to you there’s something on worth watching.”
“Fine. But you have to indulge me tomorrow night.”
Shit. He’d walked right into that one. “What’s going on tomorrow night?”
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“A junior rodeo. My nephews are competing. I promised I’d cheer them on.” She gently smoothed her hand down the side of his face. He had the overwhelming urge to purr. “Besides, it’ll reinforce our ‘cover’
as a newly engaged couple wildly in luurrve, if you go along with me.”
“Will your dad be there?”
“Probably. Why?”
Because he’ll probably try to throw me under a bull. “No reason. Sure I’ll go. Hand me the remote.”
Keely shut off the lights while he powered down his computer. She plopped right beside him. Wasn’t five minutes later and she was asleep, sprawled across his lap. Not that he minded. He stretched out and she curled into his chest, not facing the TV. He didn’t mind that either.
The hell of it was she was absolutely right. There wasn’t a damn thing to watch. So he watched her sleep for the longest time before he carried her to bed.
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“Keely?”
She attempted to roll away from the deep, sexy, husky morning voice disturbing her sleep.
Tenacious kisses moved down her neck. Her nipples tightened into hard points when her chest was exposed to cool air.