like headlights on high beam. “Very nice. Take your jacket off completely when I tell you to.”
Dara remained visually locked with him. “But…”
He cupped her cheek and kissed her again, sweeping his tongue into her mouth this time. She melted a little and her resistance failed. As long as he was there to watch over her, she had no trouble with being a little…risqué…in public.
Jack rested his forehead against hers and whispered softly. “Kane and I spoke while you were in the washroom. So, you only met him today, did you? Hussy.”
Oh my God. “He told you about us fooling around on the hill?”
“Of course. And it looks like your new friend might come over to our table as well. Want to keep playing?”
Jack role-playing? “Do you want to?”
He shrugged. “If it makes you feel good, I’m all for it. This is all about your fantasies.”
She sucked in a gasp. He’d snuck his hand inside her coat and now tormented the aching tip of one nipple. Small smooth circles with his thumb teased the hard nub and she bit her lips together.
“Dara? Is that you?”
Jack withdrew his hand and turned to face Kane. She played along. “Hi.”
He nodded toward the seat. “That spot taken?”
She shook her head and he plopped his tray down.
Jack nudged her shoulder. “You going to introduce me?”
Dara glanced between the two of them, watching them eye each other like strange dogs vying for territory instead of the best friends she knew them to be. “Jack, this is Kane, he’s who I skied with on my last couple of runs. Kane, this is my…”
“Partner. Good to meet you, Kane.” Jack thrust out his hand and the two shook, Dara trapped between them. Jack’s inner arm brushed her chest, and her already hypersensitive skin drove her need up another notch.
“Same. You’re a lucky dog, Jack. Your girl’s a great skier. I enjoyed myself with her very much.” His tone implied more than just a run down the slope and Dara flushed furiously. This was seriously twisted—how turned on she was getting. Her ruined underwear had no chance of containing the moisture flooding her passage as she considered the sexual overtones swelling around them.
Jack raised a brow. “You did? Well, Dara’s full of tricks. Aren’t you, sweetheart?” He turned her to nestle her back to his front, both of them sitting astride the bench and facing Kane. Jack brushed his lips against the side of her neck and she instinctively leaned to open room for him. He took advantage of her vulnerable position to slip her coat from her shoulders.
Kane stared greedily. Her breasts were displayed like an exotic smorgasbord. Dara concentrated on moving enough air into her lungs to stop from passing out. She grew light-headed. She’d never felt this desired before in her life. Jack’s hands rested possessively on her hips and she ached to have him touching bare skin.
Kane cleared his throat, dragging his gaze back up to hers before looking over her shoulder at Jack. “She’s a very special lady.”
“Definitely. And a hungry one. Dara, you mind if I leave you for a minute? I need to pick up some things for our lunch.”
Dara shook her head, slightly dazed. Somewhere along the line she’d lost track of what was going on. Clarity returned in a rush as Jack slid her forward, closer to Kane. “You seem like a decent guy. She told me what happened, you know.”
Kane jerked back. “She told you—?”
“I’m the one who suggested she needed to find someone she liked. Dara enjoys things a little on the wild side. Maybe you want to join us later in our room.” Jack stood and kissed her cheek, pausing to whisper in her ear. “You should see the faces of the guys across the table right now. They’re listening intently and I think one of them is ready to explode. I’m going to go get us some lunch. While I’m gone, follow Kane’s lead.” He dragged his fingers through her hair and kissed her one last time, lingering, passionate. He
Dara remained visually locked with him. “But…”
He cupped her cheek and kissed her again, sweeping his tongue into her mouth this time. She melted a little and her resistance failed. As long as he was there to watch over her, she had no trouble with being a little…risqué…in public.
Jack rested his forehead against hers and whispered softly. “Kane and I spoke while you were in the washroom. So, you only met him today, did you? Hussy.”
Oh my God. “He told you about us fooling around on the hill?”
“Of course. And it looks like your new friend might come over to our table as well. Want to keep playing?”
Jack role-playing? “Do you want to?”
He shrugged. “If it makes you feel good, I’m all for it. This is all about your fantasies.”
She sucked in a gasp. He’d snuck his hand inside her coat and now tormented the aching tip of one nipple. Small smooth circles with his thumb teased the hard nub and she bit her lips together.
“Dara? Is that you?”
Jack withdrew his hand and turned to face Kane. She played along. “Hi.”
He nodded toward the seat. “That spot taken?”
She shook her head and he plopped his tray down.
Jack nudged her shoulder. “You going to introduce me?”
Dara glanced between the two of them, watching them eye each other like strange dogs vying for territory instead of the best friends she knew them to be. “Jack, this is Kane, he’s who I skied with on my last couple of runs. Kane, this is my…”
“Partner. Good to meet you, Kane.” Jack thrust out his hand and the two shook, Dara trapped between them. Jack’s inner arm brushed her chest, and her already hypersensitive skin drove her need up another notch.
“Same. You’re a lucky dog, Jack. Your girl’s a great skier. I enjoyed myself with her very much.” His tone implied more than just a run down the slope and Dara flushed furiously. This was seriously twisted—how turned on she was getting. Her ruined underwear had no chance of containing the moisture flooding her passage as she considered the sexual overtones swelling around them.
Jack raised a brow. “You did? Well, Dara’s full of tricks. Aren’t you, sweetheart?” He turned her to nestle her back to his front, both of them sitting astride the bench and facing Kane. Jack brushed his lips against the side of her neck and she instinctively leaned to open room for him. He took advantage of her vulnerable position to slip her coat from her shoulders.
Kane stared greedily. Her breasts were displayed like an exotic smorgasbord. Dara concentrated on moving enough air into her lungs to stop from passing out. She grew light-headed. She’d never felt this desired before in her life. Jack’s hands rested possessively on her hips and she ached to have him touching bare skin.
Kane cleared his throat, dragging his gaze back up to hers before looking over her shoulder at Jack. “She’s a very special lady.”
“Definitely. And a hungry one. Dara, you mind if I leave you for a minute? I need to pick up some things for our lunch.”
Dara shook her head, slightly dazed. Somewhere along the line she’d lost track of what was going on. Clarity returned in a rush as Jack slid her forward, closer to Kane. “You seem like a decent guy. She told me what happened, you know.”
Kane jerked back. “She told you—?”
“I’m the one who suggested she needed to find someone she liked. Dara enjoys things a little on the wild side. Maybe you want to join us later in our room.” Jack stood and kissed her cheek, pausing to whisper in her ear. “You should see the faces of the guys across the table right now. They’re listening intently and I think one of them is ready to explode. I’m going to go get us some lunch. While I’m gone, follow Kane’s lead.” He dragged his fingers through her hair and kissed her one last time, lingering, passionate. He
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