As his arms wound around her, one of his large hands cupped her bare breast. She was just about to call him insatiable, but the thumb that toyed with her nipple sparked yet another fire in her pussy. Damn, she was nothing but a powder keg around this guy.
“How about you share them with me in the morning?” she suggested as she stifled a yawn. “You’ve worn me out.”
“I could use a few winks myself,” he said. “But I’ll tell you, sweetheart, it’s damn hard to lie next to you and not want to make love to you.”
“Come up with something creative and try it on me in the morning.”
“Oh how you challenge me.”
“And you rise to the occasion.”
He chuckled at her double entendre. “I’ll be sure to nudge you when I come up with something worthy of waking you.”
Her stomach fluttered. “You really expect me to be able to sleep after a comment like that?”
His warm lips brushed her shoulder and he said, “I’d keep you up all night long, darlin’, but you have to work in the morning, remember?”
Liza groaned. “Shoot. I picked a fine time to stumble into a job.”
“You’ll be a huge help to Jess. Ever since she inherited the shop, she’s been in over her head. I suspect she’s just now turning enough of a profit to be able to afford some help.”
“I hope I don’t disappoint her.”
Jack was quiet a moment, then asked, “Why would you say that?”
Liza shrugged. “I don’t know anything about the flower business.”
“Hmm, well…” he mused in a devilish tone. “You were new to oral sex too, and look how well you took to that.”
“Jack! You are so bad.”
“So are you,” he murmured in her ear before nipping at her lobe, sending lightning bolts to the heart of her.
“Behave,” she gasped, wondering if she could follow suit.
She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on sleeping. Being wrapped in Jack’s embrace, reveling in the warm, strong cocoon he created, made it difficult to think of anything but turning in his arms and persuading him to make love to her again.
But tomorrow loomed too close and she had no idea what she was up against with her latest adventure.
* * * * *
Indeed, dawn came too early.
The thin slivers of sunlight that penetrated the partially opened slats of the white Plantation shutters covering Jack’s bedroom windows raced across the room, reaching the bed. Liza squinted against the glittery rays and burrowed a bit deeper under the covers. It was a little shocking that the sheet and duvet were still on the bed, given the heat that surrounded her from Jack’s full embrace. But the A/C helped to cool the room and she really did like the comfortable little haven they’d nestled into overnight.
Her shifting, however, made sharp stabs of pain target a few key areas of her body. She groaned without even realizing it, inadvertently waking Jack.
“What’s wrong?” he muttered into her ear in a groggy, though extremely sexy, tone. He was still obviously just coming awake, but his erection already pressed against her backside.
“Nothing,” she whispered. “Go back to sleep.”
He snuggled against her and his hard cock seemed to find a cozy home between the cleft of her ass. She sighed as her newly overactive libido shifted into high gear once more.
When had she become this obsessed with sex?
Oh yeah. The moment she’d laid eyes on the Devil in Blue Jeans.
Who was also a devil sans clothing.