The Reluctant Romantics Box Set (The Fall, The Mind, The Heart)

“Not hiding,” I said as he looked down at me with a mix of surprise and hunger.

The slow sexy smile I loved so much made its presence known as he cradled me in his warmth.

“I drove almost four hundred miles to kiss you goodnight and fuck if it wasn’t worth it.”

My heart began to pound in Jack’s rhythm as I looked into the gray-blue depths of his eyes.

“You’re so good to me,” I said as I pushed up on my toes and began to kiss his neck. “So damned good,” I whispered as I let my hands wander from his shoulders down to his arms, licking as much of his salty skin that I had access to. “I want to be good to you, too.” My voice was hoarse and I made my intention clear as I started working the belt on his jeans.

Jack looked down at me as I kneeled on one of the cushioned patio chairs just as I freed his hardness from his pants. I felt his hesitation and stifled it with the flick of my tongue across the tip of him. “I want this.”

“Good God,” he gritted out through his teeth as I looked up at him with earnest eyes. I grabbed his hand and pushed it through my hair. He took his cue and wrapped it in his fist. I wasted no time and gripped him eagerly as I licked the underside of his impossibly hard length. I was rewarded by the hiss through his teeth as his grip on my hair tightened.

“I want you in control,” I rasped out between leisurely licks. “Take my mouth, Jack.” He peered down at me, not an ounce of hesitancy left as I took the tip of him inside and molded my lips firmly around him.

“So fucking beautiful,” he grunted as he thrust inside me, slow at first, and then guided my head and lips to consume him. His other hand stroked my face tenderly as his eyes stayed glued to the lips that surrounded him. I moaned in arousal as I felt the wetness seep out of me and took him to the hilt. I heard Jack curse as I kept my eyes on his and he struggled to keep his gentle pace.

“I’m going to lick you back until you beg me to stop, bet on it,” he pushed out as he thrust fully into me and swiveled his hips.

I gripped his hard-ass and pulled him to me as I relaxed my throat further, taking every movement of his hips and asking for more.

“Rose… God… baby… fuck…” He was close, and I felt him twitch in my mouth. I dug in deeper, feeling his need, his desire. It spurred me on to the point of madness. I wanted to taste him on my tongue. He gripped me harder as his body tensed and began to pull me away by my hair. I shook my head and gripped the sides of his jeans in protest as I inhaled his long, thick cock, coating every inch of it with my tongue.

I took Jack’s orgasm and his moans in sweet victory as his body trembled and he sang my praises. I continued to suck until there was nothing left of him and licked my lips with satisfaction as he looked down at me.

“I couldn’t have dreamed that better,” he said as his fingers trailed down my throat and stroked the small amount of cleavage revealed by my low tank top. Jack moved quickly and threw me on my back on the lounger, his eyes liquid black and full of desire. His hungry mouth teased and lit every surface that his fingers had just whispered across.

“Ready to beg, beb?” he said in a growl just as he reached the button on my shorts.

“Ca-caw! Ca-caw!” I heard in the distance as Jack looked in the direction of the intrusion and I groaned in frustration.

Jack looked down at me as I heard a second shriek sound through the air.

“I must apologize for them in advance,” I said, pushing back to my knees as Jack buckled his pants. Mourning the loss of him and what I was sure would have been mind-blowing retaliation, I surveyed my state of dress and refastened my hair. I was just about to pass Jack on the porch when he pulled me back to his chest, his arm wrapped possessively around my neck.

“Not so fast,” he said as he pushed his hand into my shorts and beneath my panties, running a single finger through my folds. Still overheated from moments before, I almost hit my knees at his welcomed touch.

“Your mouth on me turned you on this much?” he said with a hint of awe as he flicked his wrist and I whimpered in his arms.

I turned my face to him as he slipped his finger through one more time and brought it to his lips.

“You turn me on that much,” I said as he took my mouth with desperate hunger. He pulled away just as the next shriek hit the otherwise silent night air.

“Ca-caw, ca-caw,” Jamie belted out as she approached at full speed in one of the center’s golf carts. Jules burst out laughing before she added her own birdcall and they came to a screeching stop just before hitting my new car in the driveway.

“Ca-caw, ca-caw,” Jamie sounded out again as Jack studied them in amusement before looking back to me with a Cheshire grin.

“They truly are smart humans. Really, Jamie doesn’t get out much, and well, Jules is from New Jersey.”

“And that’s an excuse?”

“I’m just going to go with yes.” I pressed my lips together as the cawing continued. The girls ran into my yard with bottles in hand and sauced looks on their faces. Clearly, they had struck out, and now because of them, so had I.

“I’m sorry, Jack. Maybe tomorrow?”

“Don’t worry about it, beb,” he said as he leaned in and gave me a promising kiss before an even more promising whisper. “You better believe I’m going to make that up to you.”

“Ca-caw!”