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in bed Or so the ruht, she hadn’t really understood what that meant

She hadn’t known anything could feel like that

As she rubbed her clit harder, her chest waruy she’d ever seen, a fact that had been aun to look at her She thought of his eyes roath of her body, the way his breath had hitched in appreciation when he touched her breasts She breathed harder, faster, iry for her, and she let out a low moan

She was so close to the edge that it took her a mo

When she did, she looked over to see Jack standing in the dissolving stea only a towel

Watching her

“Ohher hand froh to catch fire It didn’t help that his toas slung low on his hips, not nearly covered up enough to help her cool down That trail of hair below his navel, like a neon sign pointing the way to his cock, made her crazy She couldn’t look away, no ht now

Fresh wetness pooled between her legs, confir a hopeless sex maniac

“Don’t stop on my account,” he said

Her cheeks flaether and started to tie her pajama bottoht a hysterical laugh “I wasn’t, uh escaped “I mean, I wouldn’t—”

“I mean it, Eva” His hair et, and there were drops of waterwith the fine brown hair on his broad chest as he prowled toward the bed and reached out, softly but fir the covers doard the foot of the bed “Don’t stop Put your hand back between your legs”

She sucked in a breath Oh, God From the time she could fantasize, every one of her fantasies had involved him

She couldn’t Not with hi at her “B-but I—”

“There’s no need to be eently encircling her wrist with his fingers and reed the string of her pajama bottoms until the tie loosened “Consider this your next lesson”

She gulped “What? Oh, no I couldn’t I mean” Her blush had now spread to enco, shame-heated body “Wouldn’t y-you rather do it?”