Page 67 of Jig's Last Dance

“Well,” I squirm, and his lips tilt into a smile. But the words get caught in my throat and I croak, “Never mind.”

“Oh no,” he says, pinning me against the bar. “I think I need to hear this.”

“It’s nothing,” I whisper, licking my lips.

His eyes flame, zeroing in on my mouth. I almost combust as fire licks up my spine, and I squirm in my seat.

Stepping between my legs, he bucks against my core and I cave because he needs this just as badly as I do. “Well? Sunshine?” he purrs.

“Take me,” I say breathlessly, and his mouth curls in another devastating smile.

“Oh sunshine, that’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

Rolling my eyes, I grab his hair. “What are you waiting for?”

With a growl, he picks me up and stalks from the room. Staring at his arms as they flex under my weight, I stroke my fingers down his skin and say softly, “Your tats . . . these arms, so fucking hot.”

Raising a brow, he palms my ass, his huge hands spanning the globes easily. His fingers are so close to the promised land that I gasp and arch against him. His vibrant eyes drop to mine, his nostrils flaring before he pushes me against the wall and thrusts against me.

“Ohh,” I moan, my fingers tangled in his shirt.

With a grunt, he pulls me close and rushes up the stairs, two at a time.

“Jig,” I gasp, holding on for dear life, but he just chuckles.

Down the hall we go, and before I know it, he drops me on the bed and follows, his hard, glorious chest rubbing against mine.

“Mm, let me see those pretty titties,” he says, and I shiver before leaning up to take off my shirt.

His avid eyes track my movements, zeroing in on my chest. My nipples tighten when he licks his lips and sucks one between his teeth, the thin fabric of my bra no match for his tongue.

“Jig,” I moan, arching into his face. With a groan, he wrenches the cups down and switches to the other breast, and I grab the lonely one, tugging on it.

His hot lips surround the globe, sending warmth through my chest, and when he pulls away, it aches from the cold. Kneading it roughly, he pushes my hand away and teases my nipple, his tongue flicking me carefully.

I arch my chest, but he merely chuckles, glancing up at me with shining eyes. Clenching the comforter between my fingers, I nod shakily when he rasps, “I need to taste you.”

I have no words; they’re trapped behind the want swelling in my throat. Instead, I shove my pants down my legs and whimper when he spreads my knees wide. Leaning in, he brushes his nose against my lips, and I buck into the air.

“Perfect,” he says before licking between the folds.

“Oh,” I gasp, my knees flying closed, but he pushes them back down with his elbows, and I relax, watching desperately as he presses his tongue inside. The warm, wet thrust brings me to my proverbial knees, and with a shout, I squirm, chasing the pleasure building within me.

He glances up, his fiery eyes wicked as he explores me in slow, languid strokes. With each dip and flick, I rise higher and higher, pumping against his face.

“Jig,” I moan, and his hands tighten on my thighs before he suckles my clit between his lips and thrusts his fingers inside.

“Oh god,” I cry, flying over. Taut as a bow, I arch into the air, my legs shaking uncontrollably before I collapse and pant out a moan. With my heart in my throat, I glance down, meeting Jig’s stare as he licks his lips and smiles.

The affectation makes me pulse once more, and I drop my gaze when he stands and palms his erection.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good.”

“Yes,” I breathe, holding my breath as he applies a condom before sliding inside. The feeling is both overwhelming and amazing as he inches his way to my barrier and pauses.

“Ready?” he asks huskily, and I nod, holding my breath.

He doesn’t move, though, and when I raise my eyes to his, my heart thumps at the tender expression on his face. Sucking in a breath, I arch up and give him my innocence, gratified when he gasps and slides to the hilt. It’s gone with one brisk thrust, and I wince under the pressure before the ache begins to fade.

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