Page 72 of Second Act
He eased her feet down to the floor, relishing the slide of her skin along his. She leaned against him, her arms around his neck. “I have to get back to the set,” he said, his hands on her waist. “I promised Bryan I’d return as soon as I could.”
“You didn’t, though.” He could hear pleasure in her voice. “Youcamehere instead.” She chortled at her joke, and his fear evaporated.
“You always complained aboutmypuns,” he said, brushing his fingers over her ribs to tickle her.
She giggled and jerked away. “It’s evil to tickle the woman you just made come until her muscles turned to mush.”
“It was the only way I could get you to let go of me,” he teased, scooping her panties off the messy pile of their clothing and handing them to her before he hurried into his own clothes.
“Well, that was way too fast,” she said, still wearing only her lingerie.
Perplexed, he looked up from buckling his belt. “What was? The sex?” She had seemed just as eager as he was.
“No, you covering up that gorgeous body of yours.”
He grinned with relief. “Practice born of many costume changes.” He pulled her to him and ran his hands over her still-bare shoulders and back. “I’m glad you haven’t covered yours up yet.” He lowered his mouth to where one breast swelled above the lace of her bra and licked along the edge of the fabric.
“Hu-u-ugh,” she breathed out, her hands clutching his upper arms.
“Hold that thought until tonight.” He shifted upward to kiss her soft, pliant lips. “And bring your lab coat, so you can wear it and nothing else.”
Desire heated her eyes as he set her away from him. “Shall I bring the stethoscope, too, and we can play doctor?”
He laughed and shrugged into his suit jacket.
“You were amazing with Ms. Washington.” Her lips curved into a smile as she straightened his tie. “Tonight you have to tell me how much of what you said about your foundation is true. I kind of like the idea of being a veterinary adviser to the stars. Well, one star.”
“Yes, one star only. I’m not big on sharing.”
Jessica combed her fingers through his hair and sighed. “You still never have a bad hair day. So unfair.”
“You can do your level best to mess it up tonight.”
“I accept the challenge.”
Her laughter followed him as he strode down the hallway. Never had he wanted to return to work less than at this moment.
