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Playing for me.
Needing to be written.
To be played. To be sung.
As the intensity between us builds, my need for her flames higher. Wrapping my arms around her, I lift her from the bed and stand. With her legs wrapped around me, I fuck her, bouncing her body up and down my cock. She’s completely at my mercy, and her pussy clamps down almost immediately. “Do you like that?” I gather her hair in my fist and tilt her head back while she squeezes the life out of me.
“Oh God, Jack...” she cries as she comes, shaking.
White hot pleasure scorches down my spine, and I bury my face in the crook of her neck, biting down as I fucking explode.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Aurora
Jack and I lie in the dark. Not speaking. We don’t need to.
He’s running his calloused fingertips up and down the curve of my spine while I lie sprawled across his chest. Neither of us has asked the other any kind of probing questions, but I’m tempted. I want to know why the tips of his fingers on one hand are hard and rough but not on the other hand.
It seems like a little thing, but I want to know everything about this man who’s made me feel so comfortable with him so quickly. How is it that this man I hardly know... who definitely doesn’t know me... can make me feel so much?
“Penny for your thoughts...” Jack’s fingers still when I meet his gaze.
“I was just wondering how you got those calluses on your fingers.” The words leave my mouth before I think better than to open pandora’s box. I immediately wish I could scoop them up and take them back. Fifty questions won’t end well for me.
Jack hums deep in the back of his throat as his fingers resume their delicate movement. “How about a question for a question, red?”
There’s not a single doubt in my mind that this is a bad idea, but I’ve jumped into the rest of the night feet first. Why stop now? “Okay. But you first.”
Jack gathers my face in his hands and kisses me. This man has had his lips, tongue, and teeth all over my body tonight, butthis kiss is different. It’s reverent. Can a single kiss cause the universe to implode?
I wrap my hand around his wrist and hold my lips against his until he tugs away. “Wow.”
Jack smiles and runs his tongue along his lip. Good grief, he’s potent. Like a really old bottle of wine. Smooth and powerful. You never see the hangover coming, but it’s there... waiting to wreck you.
One side of his mouth tips up. “I play the guitar in a band.”
I trace the treble clef tattoo with the beautiful script weaving through it.
I eagerly ran my tongue along that tattoo earlier. “Are you any good?” I press my lips to his chest, pushing him.
He doesn’t react, just palms my ass cheek and squeezes while he nods. “Yeah. I’m pretty good.”
“So... are you a musician or a rock star?” I tease.
Jack’s smile grows impossibly cocky, showcasing perfectly straight white teeth. “A little of both.”
“I’m intrigued.” I sit up and throw my leg across his lap, straddling him. My red hair spills around my shoulders, and he rubs a lock of it between his fingers. “Tell me more.”
Both of his hands move to cup the cheeks of my ass, positioning me where he wants me, and I moan when I feel his erection growing beneath me again. “I’d rather fuck you more.”
I lift to my knees, positioning myself over his erection when the heavy thump of rushed footsteps grabs my attention from the other side of my bedroom door, followed by a knock.
“Princess...” My eyes shoot to Jack’s as Ben knocks again. “Princess Aurora, there’s an emergency. It’s your grandmother.”
Oh no... I watch Jack’s face as realization slowly dawns on him.
There’salwaysan emergency.
