and gave it his full attention.
The first wasn’t neglected, though. His long, clever fingers caught it and gave it several gentle tugs. The double attention was more intense than anything, making her hips start to writhe under his.
He angled his erection so she rubbed up and down his length. He moaned against her breast and then his fingers were undoing the side ties of her bikini.
The fabric easily fell away and he was pressing on her, almost into her. He was so hard, and she was so wet. She shifted slightly so his tip entered her.
His eyes flew open. “Lily, the protection.” They were both gasping at the new, erotic sensation. “Let me go get a condom.”
“Why not like this? I’m on the Pill and healthy. Aren’t you?”
“Not on the Pill.” He gave a choked laugh. “But healthy. I’ve been tested for every infectious disease known to man.”
Jack was wavering, she could tell. But it was his decision.
He surrendered with a groan and slid all the way into her to his hilt. She automatically locked her legs around him and they both stared at each other.
“I’ve never done this before,” she confessed.
“Me, neither.” He closed his eyes and shuddered. “Oh, Lily, it’s beyond words.”
“Tell me,” she coaxed.
“You’re burning me up, my sweet. Your heat, your creamy juices on my skin.” He started moving inside her. “You make me crazy for you.”
She tipped her head back. Every part of him touched her, unblunted by any barrier. His juices mixed with hers, making his thrusts even more slippery and delicious. Her plump, swollen nipples caught in his russet chest hair and she cooed in pleasure at the rough texture.
“Ah, you like, eh?” He picked up his pace, slamming inside her as she moaned with every jolt. “You’re such a bad girl, Lily. I shouldn’t do this, but I can’t help myself. Sexy girl. Naughty girl.”
Lily had never thought of herself as bad, sexy or naughty, but it sounded fun.
Suddenly, he raised his head. “Uh-oh.”
“What?” She looked around but Jack kept thrusting into her.
“I think someone’s there.”
“What? Who?” She stopped moving but her body was drawing her on, not letting her matching thrusts stop.
His brown eyes were mischievous. “Someone who might hear how much you like this.”
She moaned, sinking into the lounge, letting his fantasy take her away.
“Someone who wonders how wild you get with a bare cock inside you.” He moved his hand between their bodies. “How wild you get with a finger on your clit.” He touched her and she screamed. “Like that.”
“Jacky…” she moaned.
“I love it when you call me that. Only you, mon coeur Lily.”
She swallowed hard in a wave of sudden emotion. He called her “his heart.” She threw her arms around him and kissed his neck, his chest, wherever she could reach.
He responded by renewing his touches and caresses, worshiping her body with his as they moved together as one.
She dug her fingers into his back and tightened around him. He caught her earlobe between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. She arched into him and broke apart, her climax pitching her up fast and strong. “Oh, Jacky, Jacky…”
He pushed with one last strong thrust and groaned, his head tossed back with all the cords in his neck pulling taut.
He flooded into her and she climaxed again, even harder. He called her name over and over again and she loved how his French accent got thicker during passion. She clung to him, almost desperately as they gasped for air.
He slumped on top of her, resting his head next to hers against the lounge cushion. She kissed his cheek and he turned his face to softly kiss her lips.
“You are wonderful, Lily. So much fire when we make love.”
Love.
A ray of sun lit up his hair as she twisted her fingers around a strand of burnished copper. He was heat and fire and tenderness and…love?
He lifted his head and smiled sweetly at her. “What is it?”
“Nothing.” She hadn’t meant for him to notice. But to her horror, her eyes started to prickle. Why would that happen? She quickly closed her eyes so he couldn’t see them fill.
“Look at me, Lily.”
Rats. There they were naked on a huge chaise lounge with the sun shining on them and she was starting to cry. She opened her eyes and gave him a wide smile. “Yes?”
His brown gaze didn’t miss a thing. She wondered if they trained him for that in foreign-aid school. “Do you have any regrets, Lily? I