Kisses From Jack(11)

Jack grinned. “A drink sounds great,” he answered. She grinned back before turning to lead him to a beach towel in the sand.

Jack followed, amazed at her. She had no idea who he was, yet she was offering him a drink. For the first time in months, Jack felt his shoulders relax and the smile come naturally. The possibility of a real vacation suddenly seemed within his grasp.





Kisses From Jack: Chapter 4


The porch creaked slightly as Emma glanced back to make sure he was still following her. She grinned and nervously fumbled with a key in the door. Moonlight danced off her hair and the only thing he could think about was that he needed to kiss her. He needed to find a way to convince her to stay with him.

Dinner had been even better than he could have hoped. The resort Emma was staying at had amazing food, but it was the company that had made it memorable. She got him to reveal things about himself that he never told anyone. He still couldn't believe that he had willingly told her about the car he totaled when he was fifteen.

She had told him secrets in return, like how her ex-boyfriend had called her fat. Just thinking about it made him want to find the guy and punch his lights out. Emma was gorgeous, especially standing here in the moonlight.

Jack moved up the porch and rested his arm on the door frame, capturing Emma. She turned, her eyes big as saucers. He wanted to kiss her more than anything, to take that lip she kept biting and claim it as his own. Placing his hand on her neck, he pulled her lips to his and did just that.

He started gently, using his tongue to search her out and then diving in deeply. She tasted like strawberries and cream, with just a hint of salt from her time in the ocean. Desire burned deep within Jack, a need he knew only she could satisfy. He pushed her back against the door, skimming her jaw with his teeth. She whimpered as he pressed a thigh between her legs, making the fire roar within him.

“You want to invite me in?” he whispered. Part of him was afraid she would say no, or that she would say yes and there would be a photographer waiting to catch them.

“Why?” she whispered back. “Are you a vampire?”

He smiled, drawing her up into a kiss and taking what he wanted. He pushed the door open and pulled her through it, releasing her only once they were inside.

Her eyes gathered the moonlight as she took him in. He knew he was a good looking man, but when Emma looked at him like that, he felt it. She licked her lips, carnal desire shining out of her innocent eyes. He couldn't have said no if he wanted. He could feel his cock growing hard and thick at just being near her.

The corners of his mouth twitched upward in a cocky grin. He liked her looking at him like that. Her hips were suddenly back in his hands as he pulled her to him, desperate to feel her touch. Emma's fingers tangled in his hair, sending shivers down his spine. The ache growing in his pants was almost too much to bear.

Jack's fingers tugged at the fabric of her skirt, slowly raising it until he could caress the soft skin on the bottom of her ass. Her hands were hot on his chest as she fought to remove his shirt. He dropped the dress, anxious to please. If she wanted his shirt off, he was in no way going to argue.

Her palms pressed against his chest, making his heart pound harder. Every nerve in his body was telling him he needed to have her. He didn't hesitate, reaching down and picking her up. She squealed in delight as he tossed her over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom.

Tossing her on the bed, her dress fluttered invitingly. He didn't want to rush things, though. As much as his cock was telling him he needed to be inside of her right now, he wanted to enjoy this. More importantly, he wanted her to enjoy this.

Slowly, he took one bare foot in his hands and began to kiss his way up. She drew back, self-conscious, but he didn't let that deter him. He just kept kissing, working his way up slowly to her thigh.

His mouth watered at the thought of her taste. Just putting his fingers on the edge of her bikini bottoms caused her hips to rise and he had her open before him. He inhaled her scent, more sweet than musky and felt his cock jump in his pants. It took everything he had to move only his tongue to her sweet folds and start to lick.

She shook with pleasure. Every tremble made him want her more. He had never wanted a woman to come for him as badly as he wanted Emma. Her hands gripped his hair as she arched her hips, wordlessly begging for more. And he was eager to give. Her legs tightened to a choke hold as she lost herself to the motions of his practiced tongue.

He was surprised when she pulled up hard on his hair before he could make her shake with pleasure again. There was no way she could have known that her sheepish smile made his blood sing with desire. If she wasn't going to let him pleasure her again that way, he was determined to find another.