Page 37 of Fire and Ice

Jack nudged his semi-hard cock further into her and grinned roguishly as her eyes widened. "So, I am."

He then pulled out slowly, pushed back and tucked himself back into his pajamas. Maia had barely gotten her panties on before he swept her into his arms.

"Where are we going?" she demanded, a little peeved because he kept hauling her around.

"We're going to get you cleaned up, and then we're going to bed," Jack declared before he added. "Together."

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Jack stared at the woman tucked securely in the crook of his arm, one leg thrown over hers, her ass pressed against his crotch. They were spooning. Jack didn't spoon; he never had in his past relationships. Even with Claire, they'd cuddle briefly after sex but he'd pull away eventually. With Maia, it was different. It felt natural, like she had always belonged there, pressed close to him, a perfect fit. He had always known sex with her would be mind-blowing, but he hadn't expected it to touch a part of his soul in a way he wasn't ready to examine. As he drove hungrily into her softness, there was an overwhelming need for him to possess her, to make her his, to own her body and soul.

Jack sighed into her hair. He recalled how he had battled with her earlier to finally get her to sleep with him in bed.

After he had carried her up the stairs, she started to struggle in his arms, forcing him to set her on her feet. Then she tried to stalk into her own bedroom.

"You take another step towards your room and I'll toss you over my shoulder," Jack warned balefully. She was standing in front of him in her tank and her panties, her expression mutinous.

"Though I would enjoy kicking your ass, that would seem ungrateful after you've given me an impressive orgasm," Maia acquiesced. "Fine, which one is your bedroom?"

Jack's lips twitched. "Third door on the right."

He immediately led her to a large bathroom finished extravagantly in Italian marble. There was a huge shower fitted with state-of-the-art shower heads and an even larger bathtub.

"Jeez, you can fit a cheerleading squad in there," Maia said, eyeing the tub.

"Jealous?"

"Oh, puh-lease." As she rolled her eyes, Jack found her so damned adorable he wanted to kiss her all over.

He had a hard time reconciling the image of the woman who had just blown the heads off three men with the woman he had just had the best sex of his life with.

He lifted her by the armpits and deposited her on the counter beside one of the marble sinks.

When she moved to hop off, he ordered, "Stay." He turned on the water and got it to a warm temperature before he fetched a hand towel. Jack started to slip off her panties.

"Hey!" Maia glared at him, slapping at his hand.

He gripped her thigh and returned her glare, not backing down. "Now, we can do this the easy way ... " he began on a threat.

She huffed, then lowered her eyes and looked away. Jack tried not to smile triumphantly as he removed her lacy bikini and started to clean her up, intimately touching her with a warm moist towel.

"Are you always this considerate with the women you have sex with?" Maia asked sarcastically.

"Sometimes," Jack lied. Actually, he had never done this before, he just wanted to continue touching her, he couldn't get enough of her. Damn her.

After he had finished, he said, "There's an extra toothbrush in that drawer."

"We are not sharing a bed."

Jack lost his patience. God, was he going to have to fight her tooth and nail on everything?

"Look, frankly you're getting exhausting. Get it through your head, while I'm fucking you, you sleep in my bed. You told me we got two weeks. Well, I'm not wasting any time. Every minute I get, whether it's waking up in the middle of the night or waking up in the morning and I wanna be inside you, I'm getting fucking inside you."

Maia looked at him for a beat as if considering what he had just said. "Could you please go to my room and grab me a pair of panties and pajama bottoms. Top and bottom drawers."

"Sure thing, babe," Jack replied, thrown off-guard by her sudden capitulation. Then he added, "Just move your stuff into my room tomorrow."

All was going smoothly or so Jack thought until they got under the comforter. She was lying at the very edge of her side of the bed, her back towards him.

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