Jack brushed Delaney’s hand aside and began to unbutton her blouse slowly. Inch by excruciating inch revealed more pale flesh to his overheated senses. A demure lace bra supported her modest portions. With a flick of his wrist, Jack bared her. She was beautiful, just like he knew she’d be. Peach-colored crescents over creamy mounds. The urge to taste nearly brought him to his knees.
Delaney’s questing fingers reached under his shirt, then pulled it over his head, before dropping it onto the chair beside them. Jack growled and lowered his mouth, moving first to one peaked nipple, and then the other. So sweet. Succulent. And unlike anything he’d ever encountered. One taste wasn’t nearly enough.
He kneaded her breasts, while sucking her deep within the warmth of his mouth. Jack flicked his tongue and her breath staggered. The utterly feminine sound spurred him on. He needed to fill her, lose himself inside her. The thought of Delaney’s moist channel cradling him as he thrust in and out of her sent Jack’s hunger into overdrive. He knew without question that one night with Delaney Carson would never be enough.
She was exactly what he’d been searching for since he’d left the farm in Missouri. Never one to second guess his instincts, Jack knew beyond a doubt that Delaney would fit right in with his family. He also knew that if he admitted as much to her that it would scare her away. So he vowed to take it slow.
T HE TREMBLING STARTED at the base of Delaney’s spine and spread upward, before plummeting. She’d planned to keep her distance, but her mind wasn’t cooperating. Her knees wobbled, threatening to buckle, but Jack held her steady, while he lowered his head and feasted upon her breasts. Delaney had heard of women who could orgasm this way, but she wasn’t one of them.
Or at least she hadn’t thought she was until Jack touched her. The fact that she was so close to orgasm reminded her it had been way too long since she’d last had sex. Delaney told herself it had nothing to do with Jack. She’d be like this with any man. The lie slid easily into her thoughts. Too bad she didn’t buy it.
Her body thrummed in anticipation. They both still wore their pants, though somehow they’d managed to toe off their shoes. The silk of his hair brushed across her collarbone as he paid homage to her breasts.
Her head dropped back as she brought her hands up to cradle his face. Without thought, Delaney drew him closer, holding him against her flesh in encouragement. The heat of his mouth coupled with the scrape of his teeth left her gasping for air. Gone was the gentleman who’d graciously given her a tour of his home. He’d been replaced by a primal being who was currently devouring her alive.
And she was a willing sacrifice.
Delaney sunk her fingers into his hair, raking his scalp as she tried to pull him up. She needed to taste his lips again, feel the slide of his tongue as he breached her mouth repeatedly.
Jack had the most amazing lips that delivered toe-curling kisses.
He released her nipple, then began blazing a trail down her abdomen. Jack dropped to one knee, his tongue circling her navel before dipping inside. She flinched in surprise.
“That tickles,” Delaney said, playfully slapping him on the shoulder.
“I’ll file that away for later.” Jack chuckled, then did it again.
“Hey,” she said.
“Okay, I’ll stop…for now.” Jack held Delaney’s hips to control her movements. He took her zipper between his teeth and slowly worked it down. His blue eyes remained locked on her face all the while. Delaney groaned at the sight of him, kneeling before her with passion smoldering in his expression.
Warmth flooded her face, joining the moisture that trickled between her thighs. Jack reached for the button holding her pants together. He slipped it out of its hole. Her slacks gaped in a wide V, exposing the lace of her underwear. Before she could move or even think, Jack buried his
Delaney’s questing fingers reached under his shirt, then pulled it over his head, before dropping it onto the chair beside them. Jack growled and lowered his mouth, moving first to one peaked nipple, and then the other. So sweet. Succulent. And unlike anything he’d ever encountered. One taste wasn’t nearly enough.
He kneaded her breasts, while sucking her deep within the warmth of his mouth. Jack flicked his tongue and her breath staggered. The utterly feminine sound spurred him on. He needed to fill her, lose himself inside her. The thought of Delaney’s moist channel cradling him as he thrust in and out of her sent Jack’s hunger into overdrive. He knew without question that one night with Delaney Carson would never be enough.
She was exactly what he’d been searching for since he’d left the farm in Missouri. Never one to second guess his instincts, Jack knew beyond a doubt that Delaney would fit right in with his family. He also knew that if he admitted as much to her that it would scare her away. So he vowed to take it slow.
T HE TREMBLING STARTED at the base of Delaney’s spine and spread upward, before plummeting. She’d planned to keep her distance, but her mind wasn’t cooperating. Her knees wobbled, threatening to buckle, but Jack held her steady, while he lowered his head and feasted upon her breasts. Delaney had heard of women who could orgasm this way, but she wasn’t one of them.
Or at least she hadn’t thought she was until Jack touched her. The fact that she was so close to orgasm reminded her it had been way too long since she’d last had sex. Delaney told herself it had nothing to do with Jack. She’d be like this with any man. The lie slid easily into her thoughts. Too bad she didn’t buy it.
Her body thrummed in anticipation. They both still wore their pants, though somehow they’d managed to toe off their shoes. The silk of his hair brushed across her collarbone as he paid homage to her breasts.
Her head dropped back as she brought her hands up to cradle his face. Without thought, Delaney drew him closer, holding him against her flesh in encouragement. The heat of his mouth coupled with the scrape of his teeth left her gasping for air. Gone was the gentleman who’d graciously given her a tour of his home. He’d been replaced by a primal being who was currently devouring her alive.
And she was a willing sacrifice.
Delaney sunk her fingers into his hair, raking his scalp as she tried to pull him up. She needed to taste his lips again, feel the slide of his tongue as he breached her mouth repeatedly.
Jack had the most amazing lips that delivered toe-curling kisses.
He released her nipple, then began blazing a trail down her abdomen. Jack dropped to one knee, his tongue circling her navel before dipping inside. She flinched in surprise.
“That tickles,” Delaney said, playfully slapping him on the shoulder.
“I’ll file that away for later.” Jack chuckled, then did it again.
“Hey,” she said.
“Okay, I’ll stop…for now.” Jack held Delaney’s hips to control her movements. He took her zipper between his teeth and slowly worked it down. His blue eyes remained locked on her face all the while. Delaney groaned at the sight of him, kneeling before her with passion smoldering in his expression.
Warmth flooded her face, joining the moisture that trickled between her thighs. Jack reached for the button holding her pants together. He slipped it out of its hole. Her slacks gaped in a wide V, exposing the lace of her underwear. Before she could move or even think, Jack buried his
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