All Jacked Up (Rough Riders 8)

“Mmm. And I am eager to discover what you consider kinky.”

“Any time you wanna paw through my sex toy collection, let me know.”

“Aren’t you clever, keeping your used toys like mementos in a sexual conqueror’s war chest.”

Her mouth quirked. “Jealous?”

“No. I consider sex toys a one-partner indulgence.” Jack followed the slope of her breast with his thumb. “After we break up, I throw them out. There’s something creepy about reusing them on someone else.”

“The difference is, I only allow mine to be used on me.”

Jack bit back a smile. No surprise Keely set the parameters. Chances were slim any man would argue if she whipped out a vibrating butt plug and demanded he use it on her. “I’ll peruse the online shopping stores and see if I find something to mix it up a bit.” He yawned. “Damn. Been a long-ass day with the flying, the party and the rocking sex. I’m ready to crash.”

“Me too.”

He bounced off the bed and onto his feet. As he peeled the covers back, he tried to remember which side of the bed Keely slept on. The right side. So that’s the side he chose.

Jack fluffed the pillows and slid between the cool cotton sheets.

She scowled at him. “You’re on my side of the bed.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. I always sleep on the right side.”

“Oh.” Jack paused. Keely probably expected he’d gallantly give up the right side of the bed for her.

Wrong.

“That sucks. Hit the lights, buttercup.” He pulled the covers up to his chin and closed his eyes.

If Keely’s disgruntled sigh was any indication, he would have no problem whatsoever keeping her off balance.

Now if he could just keep himself from falling for her.

Chapter Ten

Keely woke to an empty bed. She squinted at the clock. What the hell was Jack doing up so early?

They hadn’t fallen asleep until after one. Not to mention he’d woken up her up and proved for the third and fourth time he didn’t need Viagra.

The aroma of coffee teased her. Yawning, she wandered into the kitchen. The silver contraption popped and hissed. Be her luck to break the damn thing if she touched it, so she opted to wait.

But no one said she had to wait alone.

The door to the bathroom was cracked open, which Keely figured was invitation enough.

Humid, piney-scented air greeted her. She debated on whether to let Jack know she was here, or to surprise him by climbing naked into the shower.

Surprises hadn’t gone so well for her in the past.

“Jack? I need to sneak in and brush my teeth.”

“Maybe when you’re done you should crawl in here with me.”

“Need me to wash your back?”

“No.” The shower curtain was wrenched aside and Jack grinned at her. “I’d rather you washed my cock.”

“I imagine you’d prefer a tongue bath?”

“Now there’s an idea. Come on in. The water’s fine.”

Keely’s gaze descended to his groin. His c**k was already erect. Her attention wandered up his torso, over the cut muscles above his hips, the well-defined abs and the ridges of his pectorals. Yummy.

“I’m losing steam here, cowgirl.”

She finally met his eyes. “Doesn’t look like it to me.”

Cue his raunchy grin. “I was priming myself for your morning wakeup call.”

“And here I was looking forward to hot coffee. A hot man is so much better.” Keely stepped over the lip of the tub and pulled the curtain closed.

Although the air was humid in the enclosed space, Keely shivered. Her ni**les puckered and her skin broke out in gooseflesh.

Jack stood with his back to the water spray. His teasing smile was gone and pure male heat smoldered in his eyes. “You want to be wet for this?”

Lord. She was already wet from the way he looked at her.

His finger started at the hollow of her throat and trailed down the center of her body slowly, as he watched her reaction to his expert touch. Her ni**les hardened into tighter points. Her belly quivered. Her sex swelled.

Then Jack’s palms were on her shoulders and he pushed her to her knees.

That startled her. But not as much as how fast his hand gripped her hair. How quickly he guided her face to his groin. “Suck me off.”

Keely opened her mouth to speak and Jack seized the opportunity to slip his thick c**k between her lips. The satiny skin glided over her tongue until the cockhead hit her throat.

“Open wider. No hands. I only want to feel how you can work me with your hot mouth and sassy little tongue.”

Water swirled around her knees. Spray from the showerhead left a fine mist on her skin. She sucked and swallowed, blindly reaching for the sides of the tub to find her balance.

Jack kept one hand fisted in her hair. The other hand cupped her jaw as he thrust in and out of her mouth. Fast. Then slow. But always deep. He hissed when she used her teeth.

His slippery c**k was too waterlogged to discern the masculine flavor that was uniquely his. Keely relaxed her throat and angled her head, allowing him deeper entry. She simply lost herself to the moment of pleasing a demanding man. Pleasing herself by holding nothing back from him.

He murmured encouragement but didn’t take it easy on her. Jack f**ked her mouth how he wanted.

Not asking. Taking.

It was hot as hell.

When his strokes became less practiced and more frantic, Keely increased her sucking power, preparing herself to swallow every burst of se**n.

But Jack pulled out, grunting, “Don’t move.” Keeping one hand in her hair and fisting his c**k in his other hand, Jack beat off, directing the spray of come onto her chest. His wild eyes never strayed from his intimate marking until the last spurt. He aimed that one at her face. Come splattered her lips and chin. Her tongue darted out to taste and Jack nearly roared his pleasure.

Keely almost came right then.

After Jack stopped shaking, he helped her up and let the shower spray warm her.

She tipped her head back, engrossed in the sensation of hot water pouring over her cooled skin as the evidence of Jack’s passion flowed from her. Keely imagined Jack’s rough hands mapping her body as painstakingly as the streaming water. She didn’t open her eyes, speak or move.

I trust you. Do with me what you will.

Jack sensed her acquiescence. He held her wrists behind her back in his left hand, cupping her breast, switching sides when she moaned softly. He flattened his palm, slicking it over her belly, between her hipbones to the rise of her mound. The same time two fingers breached the wet opening to her pu**y, he latched onto her left nipple and sucked hard.