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she sucked in her breath. “Oh, Jack…Jack.” With an unsteady hand, she reached out and skimmed her fingertips gently over his chest. “It must have been horrible. The pain had to be excruciating.”

He covered her hand where it lay in the center of his chest. “It’s pretty repulsive, isn’t it? I wouldn’t blame you if—”

She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his shoulder, then carefully, tenderly, distributed kisses over his battle scars.

Jack closed his eyes and clenched his teeth.

When she lifted her head, she reached out and unbuckled his belt. He opened his eyes, looked up at her and smiled. Then he rose to his feet, unzipped his pants and kicked them off. He stood before her in his brown and black striped briefs, his hairy legs powerful, his scarred chest broad and muscular, his arms large and strong.

“You’ve filled out nicely,” she told him, a teasing smile twitching the corners of her mouth.

“So have you, honey.” He opened his hands and covered the undersides of her breasts, lifting them gently as he lowered his mouth to her left nipple.

She whimpered the moment his warm, moist mouth made contact with her hot flesh.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” she replied on an indrawn breath.

He switched to the other breast. She cupped the back of his head with one hand, encouraging him to continue, and clamped her other hand over his shoulder to brace herself.

While he laved her nipples, moving back and forth from one breast to the other, he slipped both hands inside the waistband of her pajamas and slid them under her buttocks, lifting her enough to maneuver the bottoms down her hips. She cooperated fully and helped him strip her naked.

Jack pushed her farther back in the bed and then came down over her, straddling her, his knees on either side of her thighs. She reached up between them and caressed his straining sex through the thin barrier of his cotton briefs.

He pushed her hand away as he licked a path from her collarbone to her belly button. Cathy trembled with sexual longing. When he parted her legs and touched her intimately, her buttocks tightened and her body instinctively thrust upward. He moved lower through the thatch of curls, and his tongue found her clitoris and began stroking gently. She whimpered and moaned and latched on to his shoulders as he increased the depth and strength of his laps.

While his mouth worked feverishly, he kept one hand under her butt and brought the other up to caress her nipples. Within minutes, Cathy became mindless, her entire being centered on achieving pleasure. Her body arched higher. Jack licked and sucked and lapped with an intensity that brought Cathy to the brink and then tossed her headlong into an explosive orgasm.

While the aftershocks of her climax rippled through her, Jack rose to his feet, leaving her for a couple of minutes. When he came back to her, he kissed her long and hard and deep, and she tasted the damp muskiness of her own body on his lips.

He reached between them, took her hand and brought it to his erect penis. When she circled him, she felt the thin condom sheathing his impressive erection.

Without saying a word, he lifted her hips and plunged into her, deep and hard. She gasped as he filled her. With a shared single-mindedness, they came together in a wild frenzy, her body responding feverishly as he hammered into her. He came first, shaking and groaning and then kissing her repeatedly while she climaxed again. Sated completely, he sprawled on top of her for a couple of minutes, and she stroked his back and buttocks. When he rolled away from her and onto his back, he slipped off the full condom and dropped it on top of his briefs lying on the floor. Then he slid his arm beneath her, pulled her up against him and brushed soft, tender kisses down the side of her face from temple to chin.

I still love you, Jack.

The words filled her mind. But she didn’t say anything. She lay there in his arms, happier and more fulfilled than she could ever remember.

Jack grabbed the edges of the blanket and sheet, pulled them up over their damp bodies and kissed Cathy. They fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

Chapter Twenty-three

Jack and Cathy didn’t get much sleep, only taking short naps between lovemaking sessions. They made love as if there were no tomorrow. Each took pleasure and gave it in equal amounts. And when