in one hand, his other hand toying with the damp curls between her legs.
She fought for breath as he slipped his finger there, finding her moisture and spreading it up to her clit. A cry escaped her as he lingered there, massaging and rubbing the little nub. It had throbbed since he’d touched her in her sleep, creating that erotic dream that she had never wanted to end. “But it’s not a dream anymore,” she murmured.
He released her breast and rubbed his thumb over her slick nipple. “A dream come true.”
She blinked hard at the sudden rush of emotion. He was right—she had never considered the possibility of finding someone like Jack, someone who could be her companion during the day and a powerful lover at night.
“Tell me what you like, ma belle,” he continued conversationally, as if he were asking her how she took her coffee. “Do you like it slow and sweet?” He slowed his pace at her clit, dragging each caress out into a torturous pace. “Or do you like it hard and fast?” He flicked her until she fell back on the bed, her legs too weak to hold her up.
“I like it all. Any way you want.”
“Good, because I have many, many ideas for you.” He stretched out next to her. “Beautiful Lily. Such a beautiful woman. I fought to keep my hands off you, but sleeping next to you was too much temptation.” He stroked her breasts and she arched into his touch.
“I knew it was you in my dream.”
“Did you?” He toyed with her nipple, first one and then the other. “Have you been thinking of me that way?”
“I thought you were cute when we first met, but after you lost that shaggy look, you were gorgeous.”
He puffed out a disbelieving breath. “I am not gorgeous.”
“I am the only one in this room who is an expert on handsome men, so there. Unless you’re putting on a phenomenal act…” she teased him.
“No act,” he promised. “I have never been more sincere in my admiration.”
She ran her fingers through the short chestnut hair on the nape of his neck and tugged his face down to her breast. “I’m in a mood to be admired, so keep going.”
“Oh, you are a bold one.” He kissed her breast but quickly moved right below her belly button.
Lily crimsoned in shock because she’d meant for him to keep going at her breast, not keep going down her body.
But he gently opened her folds, and at the first stroke of his finger all her protests dropped away. “Oh, Jack.”
“Lily,” he murmured. “Relax. Let me give you this pleasure.” He guided her to sit on the edge of the bed and nestled between her thighs.
At the first gentle touch of his tongue, she cried out and he smiled against her. Her surrender spurred him on, as he slowly flicked her clit, then faster and faster until she fell back onto the bed.
Jack only stopped to hook her knees over his shoulders. In that wide-open, vulnerable position, Lily felt a moment of anxiety and closed her thighs around him.
He lifted his head immediately. “Are you all right, my Lily?”
His Lily. She liked the sound of that. And she liked how he made her feel—loved it, to tell the truth. She relaxed onto the tiny bed. “I feel wonderful.”
“All right.” He eased down again and in an instant she was lost in his touch. His mouth, his hands as they cupped her bottom, his cheeks as they brushed the sensitive inner skin of her thighs.
Her excitement started spiraling up into her belly and breasts, down her arms and legs. She tried pulling away again because it was too intense, but he held her close and refused to let her escape.
He seemed to know she couldn’t take any more teasing and slipped a finger in and out of her slick, hot passage. She muffled a scream with her arm as he licked and stroked her. Her face burned and she could hardly breathe until he stopped and sucked her clit hard. She arched her back and climaxed hard, shaking with heat but shivering as if she had the chills.
Jack pushed her and pushed her until she couldn’t tell where one climax ended and the next began. Finally she lay spent and limp under him and he stopped the exquisite torment, straightening to lie next to her.
He stroked her sweaty hair off her forehead.
“Wow. Oh, wow.” She knew she had to look as if