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looking at me.”

Jack grinned. “Well, darlin’, that’s a start. I intend to do more than just look at you.

And I intend to make you even wetter.”

Fluttering became a serious understatement for the riot of emotions he incited. “You sure know how to take a girl’s breath away.”

“That’s some outfit to greet a man in.”

She smiled. “So glad I stopped by Ginger’s today.”

“That makes two of us.”

She stepped back so he could enter the foyer. He shut the door and locked it behind

him.

“Key’s on the hallway table,” she said.

Jack didn’t respond. The soft glow of the chandelier hanging overhead made his

eyes twinkle and his teeth sparkle as he moved toward her. She didn’t miss the

mischievousness or the red-hot desire in his gaze. He put his hands on her waist and

gripped her tight. His eyes feasted on her mouth, as if he was hungry to kiss her. But then his gaze dropped to her breasts, covered in ivory-colored lace. He lifted his hands and palmed her through the thin material. The heat and pressure of his hands and the

friction of the lace as his thumbs swept over the centers made her nipples pebble tight.

But he didn’t stop there.

He eased the thin straps down her arms and peeled the lace away at her chest to

expose her flesh. Then he dipped his head to her. His tongue flicked over a hard nipple as he squeezed both breasts. Liza felt the fire roar through her, as usual. It didn’t take much to get the blaze going when Jack touched her. He teased each nipple tighter,

making her ache for so much more.

“Jack,” she whispered his name as her fingers plowed through his thick hair.

He scooped her up in his strong arms, catching her by surprise. He carried her

upstairs without saying a word. Liza’s heart hammered in her chest as she wrapped her arms around his thick neck and held onto him. He walked into the bedroom with long,

purposeful strides and set her on the edge of the bed. Standing between her parted legs, his eyes locked with hers as he yanked the hem of his shirt from the waist of his jeans, which he’d tucked back in after their interlude at the saloon. She watched with

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anticipation as he unbuttoned each small disk, her heart rate accelerating as they

slipped through their holes. Before the material had even hit the hardwood floor, she was reaching for the buttons of his fly and pulling them apart.

Her body was already on fire, her pulse skyrocketing with every second that

passed. But eyeing Jack in his briefs had her mind reeling. He toed off his boots and divested himself of the briefs. He stood before her, gloriously naked. So fantastically masculine and virile that it made her faint of heart.

She reached out to him, the tips of her fingers grazing his hard cock. He jerked

slightly from the touch and Liza smiled triumphantly, both delighted and amused that

she could elicit such a vehement reaction from him. Her hand curled around his thick

shaft and he groaned. Bending her head to him, she ran her tongue up the length of

him, then licked the tip of his penis. Jack’s hands swept her hair back from her face and off her shoulders. She took him as deep in her mouth as she could and he let out a low, guttural sound.

Encouraged and turned-on by his response, she licked him again and then sucked

him hard.

“Christ, darlin’,” he said in a tight voice. “You’ll have me coming in no time flat if you keep that up.”

Although she wasn’t ready to end their fun that quickly, she was nowhere near

done with him. The hand gripping him moved down to gently cup his balls as her head

continued to bob.

“Liza,” he grunted a warning as he bucked against her.

She felt a tremor in his legs and it was all she could do not to finish the job, not to push him over the edge. Because pleasing Jack was just as thrilling as being the

recipient of his erotic touches.

And that’s when inspiration struck. Rather deviously, in fact.

Relinquishing her hold on his cock and standing, though skirting him as he reached

for her, she said over her bare shoulder, “Nighties and panties aren’t the only things I picked up in town today.”

Jack eyed her with that raw intensity in his gaze that made her pussy throb. “Got a

few tricks of your own up your sleeve, have you, darlin’?”

She grinned at him. “Let’s just say you bring out the bad girl in me.”

“And she’s damn sexy.”

Reaching for the shopper’s bag Ginger had packed, Liza rummaged around in the

bottom of it until she found what she was looking for. Another ripple of excitement ran through her as she considered what to do with the cinnamon-scented, heats-up-when-rubbed-on-body-parts oil. Her breasts were already bared and she worked the fallen

straps off her arms. She hoped the light pink tint of the oil wouldn’t stain the

champagne-colored lace, but figured she could buy another nightie if she ruined this

one. It wasn’t as though Ginger didn’t have ten others in this color and size.

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Jack’s jaw clenched tight as he watched her press the lid open on one side of the

small bottle and squeeze a healthy amount of the delicious-smelling liquid into the

palm of her hand. She dropped the bottle back into the bag and then rubbed her hands

together. The beautiful blue hue of his irises deepened in color. His gaze remained

locked on her hands as she lifted them to her breasts and massaged the oil all over and around them.

Seeing the hungry flash of need and desire that crossed his face prodded her to

tease him a little more. She pushed her breasts together, then pinched the nipples

between her forefingers and thumbs, puckering them tight. It felt sensuous and

exciting, though not nearly as thrilling as having Jack’s hands on her body.

The oil warmed her already flushed skin and the smooth gliding of flesh on flesh

was highly erotic. She wasn’t the only one getting turned-on, though. Jack’s cock jutted upward, seemingly growing harder, if that was even possible. When her breasts and the valley between them were completely coated, she took a few steps in his direction, ‘til they were toe to toe. She sank to her knees before him and leaned into him, surrounding his full erection with her slick flesh.

The sound that welled in his throat and slipped through his parted lips was nothing

short of primal.

“Be careful, sweetheart,” he warned again. “I’ve got a short fuse tonight.”

Her clit sparked with desire as though he’d just flicked it with his tongue. The

tingly sensation mixed with the dull ache deep in her pussy, creating a constant craving for Jack’s brand of lovemaking. But she was also in the mood to please him tonight, so she continued what she’d set her mind on doing.