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Aahhh. That was what she wanted. Well, it was a start, at any rate.

Jack’s hands began their own exploration. First over her shoulders and down her

bare arms. Then they dropped to Liza’s hips and moved down and back until he

cupped her ass in his large hands. He deepened their kiss as he gave a rough squeeze of her cheeks, turning their lip-lock into something hot and demanding. Her hands shifted to his back—the muscles there were just as enticing—and she pressed her chest to his, wanting to be crushed against him again. He got the point and tightened his grip on

her.

When she finally pulled her mouth from his, she gasped for air.

“God, that was hot,” she whispered.

Jack’s eyes burned with lust and his chest rose and fell as quickly as hers did. He

lifted her off her feet while she was still locked in his tight embrace and crossed the kitchen to the bedroom.

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He set her down gently, her bare feet flattening on the hardwood floor. She had to

widen her stance a little to steady herself, because everything inside her was vibrating again. Her fingers trembled as she reached for Jack’s shirt once more and lifted it up, peeling it away from his tanned, toned skin. Every inch of muscle revealed made her

mouth water even more. She couldn’t wait to touch him. In fact, she abandoned her

whole stripping-him-bare effort as she placed her hands on his hard pectorals. Luckily, Jack was on his game and took over the stripping part, yanking the shirt over his head and tossing it on the floor.

A soft chuckle teased her ears. “Impatient little thing,” he said in a low voice.

Liza grinned. “You are just too magnificent for words. I can’t help myself.”

The corners of his mouth lifted. “Touch to your heart’s content, sweetheart.”

“Oh I intend to.”

Her hands swept down to his stomach, then round to his back and up to his

shoulder blades. She leaned in close to him, her chest pressing to his. A slight dip of her head and her lips grazed his skin, making him groan. She flicked her tongue over a

small, pebbled nipple and his arms tightened around her reflexively.

Empowered by his response, she dropped feathery kisses all over his chest and

even licked him once or twice.

Again, she just couldn’t help herself.

As she sighed happily, Jack said, “My turn.”

He released her and reached for the hem of her tank top. His eyes feasted on her as

if she were the Last Supper as he lifted the lacy material up to her ribs. Surprisingly, he deserted his quest the way she’d abandoned hers earlier. Two large hands covered her

bare rib cage, his thumbs resting between the valley of her breasts, still concealed by the top.

Liza laughed. “Need me to finish the job?”

“No,” he whispered in a tight voice as his hands began to move higher. “Angling

for a better position. Getting the biggest bang for my buck.”

The wicked flash in his eyes made her shudder. As his fingers moved beneath her

shirt, he cupped her breasts, pushing the material further up while he palmed her flesh.

His hands were strong and warm. Lightly calloused—just enough to cause a bit of

friction as they moved over her tight nipples. Making them even tighter.

The tingling sensation he incited along her pussy lips and clit started out mildly

discomforting, like an itch in desperate need of being scratched. But the feeling

blossomed into tiny stabs deep in her cunt that made her want to press her thighs

together to stave off the pressure that mounted so quickly. His thumbs swept back and forth across her nipples, teasing them. Teasing her.

Liza’s stomach fluttered when he bent his head and flicked his tongue over one

hardened peak, as she’d done to him. She gasped at the fire that roared through her. He grinned.

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“Turnabout and all that,” he whispered again as he finally removed her shirt and

let it pool on top of his.

“Yeah, sure. Fair play,” she mumbled. Then she reached for him at the exact

moment he pulled her into his arms. When her skin touched his, their chests pressing

together, her nipples rubbing against his rib cage, she let out a low moan. This was

bliss.

Her eyelids fluttered closed as he kissed her again. His moving them backward

with two short strides pushed Liza up against the edge of the bed. They worked their

way down onto the soft mattress, Jack careful not to fall on top of her. When they were sprawled across the queen-size bed and he was settled between her legs, she amended

her earlier thought.

This was bliss.

He broke the kiss and trailed his lips over her jaw, down to her neck. As his mouth

pressed to her throat, his tongue teasing her skin, his hands started to roam her body again. Her fingers twisted in his hair as her legs tangled with his, keeping him on top of her, between her parted thighs.

“You smell good,” he whispered as his teeth gently nipped an earlobe. “Like spring.

Sweet and simple, yet…vibrant.”

“Nice analogy.”

“Nice body,” he replied with another grin. That sexy-as-hell dimple made her heart

skip a beat.

Then he bent his head to her chest and she just about melted into the mattress as his tongue toyed with her sensitive nipple and his hands continued to stroke her tingling flesh. Her back arched of its own accord, pressing her against Jack. His hand slid

around to her spine, holding her in place, crushing her to him as his mouth covered her nipple and he sucked it hard.

Another moan fell from Liza’s parted lips and the throbbing deep in her pussy

intensified. She ached for him.

“Jack,” she whispered.

His attention shifted to her other breast and she temporarily lost her train of

thought. His mouth on her body was heavenly, but she wanted more. She wanted to

feel him inside her and she didn’t think she could wait much longer for it.

As though he sensed the urgency welling within her, Jack’s hand moved down her

body. He lifted off her slightly as his fingers grazed the front of her pants and then curled around the apex of her legs, pressing into her mound.

“Oh!” She gasped as she nearly jumped out of her skin at the electrifying touch.

He continued to lavish her breasts with soft kisses and teasing flicks as his hand

between her legs stroked her labia through the thin material of her pants and thong.

The pressure from his fingertips changed from gentle caressing to near-kneading, then back to gentle caressing.

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Liza opened her eyes and focused them on the ceiling fan because it felt as if the

room were spinning—and she was sober this time! The slow rotation of the blades