Page 119 of Fire and Ice

"Stop twisting my words!" Jack grabbed her shoulders, looking frustrated beyond measure. "Maia, babe, please don't be like this."

He did look like he was telling the truth. Deep in her heart, Maia knew Jack wouldn't cheat on her. But that didn't mean she would make it easy for him, so she continued to stare stonily at him.

"Maia please..." Jack pleaded as he lowered his head to kiss her tentatively. His tongue shot out to lightly brush her upper lip. When she opened her mouth, Jack groaned and crushed her to him, kissing her deeply and hungrily.

"Oh my God, would you guys get a room!" someone shouted from across the room.

Brett!

Jack tore his lips reluctantly away to grin at his brother. "Hi bro, how was the drive?"

Brett rolled his eyes. "Bloody long. How's my favorite girl," he said giving Maia a hug and kiss.

"Hey, back off, that's my woman."

"Maia, why are you still with this loser? What happened to your cheek!" Brett exclaimed, aghast.

"Great to see you, Brett," Maia said, breaking through the brotherly banter. "Got tossed around on my last job."

"You should seriously look for a different profession," Brett declared.

"So I've been told," Maia replied dryly. "One too many times."

Frances showed up in the sitting room, hugging her youngest son in greeting. "You just arrived in time. We're serving dinner in a few minutes."

Maia awakened to the sound of labored breathing and warm probing fingers seeking the moist heat between her thighs. Jack's face was buried in her hair and nuzzling her neck, the hardness of his erection pressing against her butt. When it was apparent that she was awake, Jack whispered in a strained voice, "I want you. I need to be inside you. Now."

"Okay," Maia whispered as she felt a surge of moisture in that special place.

Jack immediately flipped her on her back and pulled her nightshirt off, leaving her in her underwear. His hands immediately palmed her breasts as he lowered his hips between her thighs and took her mouth in an urgent kiss.

"I dunno if I can go slow," Jack muttered and then groaned as the tip of his cock hit the heat between her legs through their clothes. He trailed kisses down her neck to her breast, sucking her nipple so hard and letting it go with a pop. "But first I want to taste you, it's been so long."

She whimpered in response, her own desire surging at the thought of his talented tongue between her legs. And just like that her underwear disappeared and his head was between her legs, his tongue and mouth driving her towards an explosive finish.

The sound of rapid knocking jolted them out of their lust-filled morning.

"Jack, rise and shine!"

Brett.

"I'm gonna kill him," Jack said in a manner that made Maia think he really meant it.

"Go away!" Jack growled loudly.

"We have a problem with the turkey fryer, mom's freaking out."

"Fucking damn it!" Jack cursed. Looking remorsefully at Maia he said, "I'm so sorry, sweetheart."

She was frustrated beyond belief, but what could she say? "That's okay, go."

"Jack," Brett hollered again.

Not bothering to put a robe on to hide his condition, Jack went to the front of the cottage and opened the door.

"I'll be there in five minutes."

Brett burst out laughing. "Did I interrupt something?"

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