I nodded with a sultry smile. “Uh-huh.”
We watched one another until the air was charged and crackling with heat then we crashed together. Jack lifted my dress and I wiggled my hips as he slid his thumbs into the band of my thong, silently urging him on. I stepped out of the panties and Jack was back on me. With another hot, frantic kiss, he had me back against the wall.
One of his hands moved to my thigh and dragged it up against him. I snaked a hand between our writhing bodies and stroked him. Jack hissed and it morphed into a low growl when my fingertips slid his length from his underwear. His velvety hardness had me purring as delicious sensations danced over my skin.
Jack caught my wrist and pulled my arm up above my head. He did the same thing with the other and a new thrill raced over me. I was vulnerable, powerless as he gripped my wrists with one of his large hands. With a wicked glint in his eyes, he traced his opposite hand down my curves and then up along the inside of my thigh. I quivered as my pussy contracted, aching and throbbing for his touch. Our eyes were still locked when he slid a finger along my slit. I moaned and bucked my hips. I wanted more. So much more.
“Damn, baby, you have no idea how much I want this sweet little pussy.”
“Then take it.”
He groaned into my ear. “Yes, ma’am.”
He plunged his finger deep, adding another one, until he filled me, all the while keeping my arms pinned above my head. I bucked wildly against him as his palm moved across my clit even as he pumped his fingers inside me. When I was right on the brink of coming, he traced his pinky around the tight ring of my asshole and I shuddered through a release that came hard and fast. Damn! He was getting really good at that!
After I came back to earth, Jack carried me up the stairs and ravaged me all over again in the moonlight flooding in through the large picture window. As he moved over me, thrusting deep inside, our eyes met. Jack’s pace slowed as though we were both memorizing the moment. I drank it all in, the glisten of sweat on his chest, the way the muscles in his arms worked and contracted with each move of his powerful body, the dark look in his eyes, and the way his hair fell onto his brow.
“I love you,” he whispered, burying his face in my hair.
I clung to him as we both slipped over the edge. It wasn’t the lightning heat from downstairs, but the pleasure rolled over us in slow, layered waves that all crashed together and then washed away as Jack released and sagged down onto me. I stroked his back and wrapped my legs tighter around his hips, not ready to let him go.
We went to sleep together, cradled together under the sheet, listening to the tide come in. Safe, wrapped in Jack’s arms, staring out the window to the moon-soaked ocean beyond.
I wanted to stay that way forever.
Beside me, Jack’s breath came in even puffs. The clock on the bedside table said 2:37. Damn it. I glanced at Jack, his bare torso sticking out from under the sheets. Every sensation from our lovemaking washed over me and I ached all over again. It had been so right and yet all wrong at the same time. Even as we entangled together, I knew it would be the last time.
At least for a while.
Maybe forever.
Tears pricked at my eyes as I stared at Jack, and I hurried to get out of bed before he woke up and found me crying. I slipped from the sheets and pulled a sweater and jeans from the closet and slipped them on. I was glad I’d left a few clothes behind. Princess and Hunter were sprawled out on the floor in the middle of the room so I stepped over them and tiptoed from the bedroom before either of them woke up.
Once downstairs, I heard the tinkling of a collar and turned to find Hunter standing behind me. His form was illuminated just enough in the soft light from the night light on the wall to make him look like a hulking shadow. “Hey, boy,” I whispered. “You should go back to bed.”
He didn’t move.
I smiled and patted his head. “Okay. Come on.”
The sliding door opened silently and we both stepped out onto the back deck. A brisk wind was kicking up but it wasn’t cold enough that I needed to go back in and grab a thicker jacket.
Hunter followed me down the steps and out the side gate. A few feet later and my feet hit the cold sand. The moon was nearly full and provided plenty of light as we made our way down the beach. I sucked in big breaths of the cool, salty air and tried to keep myself from crying.