Sterling gasped for air when he finally pulled out of their kiss. She stared up at him, her emerald eyes sparkling in the moonlight, her lips swollen from his kiss. The desire, the acceptance in her eyes, was like a splash of cold water to the face. She wasn’t the only vulnerable one here. This woman attracted him mentally, physically, and that playful glint in her eyes tugged at something inside him, something that had never been tugged before.
It was unnerving trying to place the feelings she stirred inside him. Or maybe it had been too long and he always felt like this when he was with a woman.
“Jack?”
“Shh.” Pressing his finger to her lips, he continued to gaze down at her.
Sterling glanced furtively to the deck and smiled.
She took his finger and bit down on it slightly, while taking his other hand and putting it back on her ass. “Touch me,” she murmured.
A protective rumble sounded in his chest.
He took her invitation and squeezed her ass hard as he slid his other hand over her delicious breasts and down her body. She stepped out, her feet settling shoulder-width apart, giving him the perfect opportunity to slip into her skimpy panties. Two fingers thrust inside her and he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
Her purse dropped to the deck with at thud as it slipped from her hand. “Oh, my,” she whispered, then bit her bottom lip.
He nuzzled her neck and kissed his way up her jawline, peppering her with kisses until he reached her mouth.
Mumbled voices wafted from below as the guests filed off the boat. But he was more interested in her soft moans and whimpers. She tightened around his fingers, letting him know she was close. Her hands squeezed at his shoulders.
“There’s no way you could be boring, Sterling.” He leaned in, his thumb rubbing rapidly against her hard bead, and whispered against her ear, “Boring girls don’t come in public.”
She clamped hard around his fingers and her clit pulsed beneath his thumb. He captured her lips to swallow her moans as she broke apart. As her breathing steadied, he rested his forehead on her shoulder and her hand came up to rub the hair at the nape of his neck.
“Thank you.” Her soft words tickled against his skin.
Jack righted himself and used his finger to tilt her chin up to meet his gaze. “I wouldn’t thank me just yet. I’m nowhere near finished with you.”
He leaned in and pressed a small kiss to her lips, then looked over the edge of the deck. “You have a car downstairs?”
She nodded. “Penn sent a limo for me.”
Perfect. Neil had been his ride.
He grabbed her hand and pulled. Like a rag doll, Sterling followed.
“Jack, wait,” she squeaked. She awkwardly leaned down to snag her massive bag.
He stopped at the top of the stairs and positioned her in front of his body. “You’re going to have to walk in front of me.”
“Why?”
He thrust his pelvis into her back.
She giggled. “Oh.”
…
Jack turned his back to Sterling while he spoke with the driver, blocking her view. But Sterling did see him reach for his wallet and extract a few bills.
A one-night stand. She had just agreed to casual sex. Penn would be so proud.
A flurry of butterflies kicked up a commotion in her stomach. Her sex ached for more of his skilled touch. She’d thrown caution to the wind and let a stranger bring her to orgasm in a public place. Pretty good for her first night of fun. Thank God her stomach cooperated, too.
He turned back to her, his sexy smile unlike any she’d ever seen. No other man made her want to drop her panties with a simple smile. But Jack Vaughn…he made her want to drop her panties, lift up her skirt, and bend over.
“Shall we?” he asked. He opened the limo door and ushered her inside.
“What did you say to the driver?” she asked.
“We’ll be getting a VIP tour of the city.” He closed the door and the inside went dark. Her heart rate skyrocketed when he moved closer and nuzzled her neck. His breath caressed her skin, sending a tingle through her body. “If we’re not too busy doing other things, that is.”
She shivered at his words. A VIP tour of the city while getting it on with the hottest man she’d ever laid eyes on. Sterling, one. Boring old life, zero.
Jack’s hand rubbed back and forth across her breasts, which were straining against her bustier. He obligingly freed one breast, then the other. His strong hand closed over her skin, igniting a fire between her legs. Her nipples puckered under his touch. She wanted to feel his mouth on them…and everywhere.
As if knowing what she was thinking, he dipped down and licked, taking one between his teeth and tugging lightly. He was aggressive. He wasted no time. She wanted only one thing. And he knew just what to do to give it to her.