Always for You:Jack(35)

One stroke had her lifting her hips and wanting so much more. "Now, Jack!"

He tested her readiness with one finger and then two, which only made  her demands grow more insistent. At last he obliged her, settling  between her legs and letting her guide him to where they both needed him  to be. He was a big man all over, which made for a pretty tight fit.  Drawing on his already fragile self-control, he stopped moving,  determined to give her body time to adjust.

But Caitlyn wasn't having it. She caught his face between her hands and glared up at him. "Jack, quit teasing me."

Rather than argue, he kissed her one last time, using his tongue to  mimic the rhythm she was demanding from him. When she dug her fingers  into his ass, the last vestige of his control snapped. Withdrawing most  of the way, he flexed his hips to drive in hard. When he did it a second  time, she kicked her head back and keened her approval, encouraging him  to do it again.

He gave them both a hard ride, not holding back at all. It didn't take  long to have Caitlyn arching up off the bed and hovering right at the  start of her climax. Jack rolled his hips hard and loved the way she  called his name and begged for more of the same. He obliged her once,  twice, and the third time drove Caitlyn right over the cliff, leaving  her shuddering beneath him. Seeing her eyes heavy-lidded with  satisfaction sent him diving right over the edge after her. He hollered  her name as he poured out his own pleasure deep within her welcoming  heat.                       
       
           



       

When a few sparks of awareness finally rekindled his brain, Jack rolled  to the side and tucked Caitlyn in next to him. Having her there, her  head on his shoulder and the warmth of her breath against his skin, was  the most perfect moment he'd ever had.

There was probably something profound he should be saying, but he  couldn't find the right words. He finally settled for pressing a soft  kiss to her forehead before giving her shoulders a gentle squeeze. "That  was … flat-out amazing."

"Yeah, it was." Caitlyn smiled up at him as her hand did some wandering  up and down his body. "And I'm hoping it will be again soon."

Jack laughed and tugged his demanding woman up on top of his body. "Let's see what we can do to make that happen."

After a few kisses and a handful of carefully chosen touches later, they  were well on their way to achieving their objective for a second time.  Afterward, they dozed off, content and cocooned beneath the covers.

-

Jack sat on the side of the bed to pull on his jeans. He glanced back  over his shoulder at the gorgeous woman who had proven to be a generous  and demanding lover. "I hate to leave you, but I should be home before  the kid gets up in the morning."

Caitlyn sat up and scooted closer to him. She ran her hand down his arm  as she laid her head against his back. "Don't worry about it, Jack. I  understand Ricky needs to come first for you right now."

Damn, he didn't want to let Ricky's needs come between them, but he  didn't know how the kid would react if Jack's SUV was missing from its  usual spot in the morning.

"I'll call you tomorrow. Maybe we can do something Sunday afternoon and take Ricky with us."

It wasn't as if Jack really wanted a chaperone along when he was out  with Caitlyn. But if the kid spent some time with the two of them, maybe  he'd get used to seeing them as a couple. Jack didn't know what all the  rules were when it came to such things, but he really wanted to have  that kind of relationship with Caitlyn.

"Sounds good to me."

She grabbed the afghan off the rocker near the bed and wrapped it around  her shoulders before disappearing into the bathroom for a few seconds.  When she came back out, she had on a short nightgown that showed off her  great legs. One more reason Jack hated like hell to be heading for the  door. Damn.

He reluctantly shoved his feet into his shoes and tied the laces. Then  he was up and heading straight for Caitlyn. She settled right into his  arms and held him close. He ran his finger under the narrow strap of her  gown. "You know this is making it even harder for me to leave."

Her answering smile was both sly and pleased. "Gee, I'm so sorry to hear that."

He tugged her gown up to her hips. Just as he suspected. Nothing beneath  it. Okay, then. A man could only withstand so much temptation. With no  warning he swept her up and tossed her back on the bed. Wicked woman  that she was, Caitlyn welcomed him with open arms.

-

The sky was growing light in the east when Jack finally turned into his  mother's driveway. He hadn't gotten much in the way of sleep and didn't  hold out much hope of that changing in the near future. He'd crawl  upstairs to his bed and hope that both Ricky and his mother would leave  him alone for a couple of hours at least.

Once inside the annex, he stopped in the kitchen to grab a snack. As  tired as he was, it took him a few seconds to wonder why there was a  dirty bowl in the sink. He certainly hadn't left it there, and Ricky  knew the place was off-limits when Jack wasn't around. That left only  one question: which of his brothers had showed up without warning?

"Getting home pretty late, aren't you, big brother?"

Well, shit. That answered that question. Jack loved both of his  brothers, but right now he would have preferred it had been Mikhail  instead of Tino leaning in the kitchen doorway. Both brothers would give  him grief about creeping back home at the crack of dawn, but Mikhail  would have at least waited until Jack had a chance to recuperate from a  night well spent.

"Yes, I am. Jealous?"

Jack took a big bite of the wedge of cheese he'd taken out of the fridge  to avoid having to answer any more questions. Unfortunately, he'd been  right about his assessment of the situation. Tino came closer. "Maybe.  Mom said you had a date tonight with that schoolteacher you hired to  tutor Ricky. Something about a movie and dinner."

Jack washed the cheese down with a glass of water from the tap. "That's right."

"So which restaurant did you take her to?"

At least that question was easy to answer. "The new barbecue joint down by the mall. We both liked it."                       
       
           



       

"Good to know. Was the movie good, too?"

How was he supposed to know? He and Caitlyn hadn't made it much past the  credits before they lost interest in anything besides each other. "Not  particularly."

"But-"

God, he hated playing twenty questions. He wasn't going to answer the one Tino really wanted to ask, and they both knew it.

"No more questions, Tino. I'm going to bed, which is where you should be, too."

Shoving past his jerk of a brother, Jack headed up the steps. He  should've known Tino wasn't going to let it rest. "So, when I come home  from a hot date, I'm usually smiling. But that's me. You're wired up  differently. From the way you're growling, I take it you like Caitlyn a  lot."

Jack waited until they reached the landing at the top of the stairs  before turning on Tino. He wanted to coldcock the jerk, not knock him  down the stairs. Marlene might forgive Jack for bruising his brother up a  little. She wouldn't appreciate it at all if he broke the idiot's neck.

When he reached the door to his room, he spun around and grabbed Tino by  the front of his T-shirt. "Shut the fuck up about Caitlyn, Tino. How we  spent our evening is none of your damn business."

Then he shoved his brother, stumbling back into his own room. Tino  laughed but wisely stayed out of reach. "Actually, I figure you did  spend your evening eating barbecue. It's how you spent the rest of the  night that I'm curious about. However, I think I'll leave that question  until after you've had some sleep."

Jack rolled his shoulders to shake off some of the temper his brother  had stirred up. "And I'm telling you flat out that if you want to live  long enough to enjoy whatever time you have here at home, I'd suggest  you drop the subject permanently."

As usual, Tino didn't have enough sense to know when to shut up.  "Actually, I think you just answered any questions I might have had."

Then he closed his bedroom door, putting at least that much of a barrier  between the two of them, which was a smart move. Maybe the jerk would  live to see another day after all.

Jack stumbled into his own room and stripped down to the skin, leaving  his clothes wherever they landed. It was tempting to take a shower  before getting into his bed, but he rejected the idea. Right now, he  still had Caitlyn's scent on his skin and wasn't about to give that up  one second before he had to.

He settled in, lying on his side and hating that he was alone. Even so,  he was pretty sure he was smiling as he finally drifted off to sleep.