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I open my mouth, but it closes just as fast when I’m spun around to find Jack standing in front of me.

He slowly unbuttons his shirt, eyes locked on mine as they sparkle in a devilish way. I track the movement of each finger, as he reveals, inch by inch, every perfect muscle and part of his tattoo that I know runs from his chest down his arm.

My chest heaves faster the lower he gets, until finally, he’s shrugging the shirt off his broad shoulders and suddenly I can’t swallow.

My entire body hums to life at the Adonis in front of me and I have to lick him…Jesus, how do I get myself into these situations?

“Where do you want me?” he purrs, the deep timbre of his voice giving me goosebumps.

I feel my body temperature skyrocket. I gulp.Oh, fuck.

Chapter Six

Jack

I can't help but revel in the look of sheer panic on Ria’s face, but it’s mixed with interest too, I think. She didn’t think I’d offer, but there’s not a chance I am watching her lick another man’s body.

“You don't have to do this,” she says to me with a shaky breath. “I'll make Ali do it.”

“You are doing it, Ri,” I say, pinning her with a determined stare. “Now, like I said…” I pause, waiting for her ocean-blue eyes to meet mine again. “Where do you want me?”

She scans the room, looking for the best spot and pointing to the corner of the VIP area. Ria walks beside me, like a deer in the headlights, and I reach for her hand, linking my fingers with hers. When I give her hand a reassuring squeeze, a tingling sensation floods my body at the feel of her skin.

We make our way over to the largest Table Ali can find and rally the bachelorettes to clear the glasses.

“Okay, action man, lay here,” Ali says, tapping the table.

Unable to take my eyes off Ria, I don't miss the way she keeps glancing over at my torso like she wants to explore it—or maybe that's just wishful thinking, but it gives my ego a little boost. Her cheeks pink when she realizes I’ve seen her checking me out, and I give her a playful wink.

Tara appears with a shot of tequila, a salt shaker, and a slice of lime. “Okay, Ri, you need to lick the salt of these rock hard abs,” she instructs as she glides her hands over me, my body unaffected by her touch.

“Then, only using your mouth, take the shot of tequila from his belly button and take the slice of lime from his mouth and suck, but no hands, okay?”

Ria just stares at Tara and nods.

The entire bachelorette party and the boys gather around the table. I can feel the buzz of excitement over the music. My senses heightened, my pulse quickening, abs tightening at the thought of what’s about to happen. Ria’s eyes dart round the room like she's looking for the nearest exit.

I make eye contact with her and mouth, “you can do this” and she gives a weak smile, nodding.

I lay back against the hard wooden table and Tara sprinkles salt in a line over my abdomen and hands me the slice of lime.

Ria steps forward, gathering her hair to hold it back. Bending down, she edges her mouth towards me and, I don’t care about the people standing around us, clapping and cheering, all I can focus on is her.

Eyes closed, her warm tongue peaks from her mouth and swipes expertly over my abs, licking up every tiny grain of salt. She opens her eyes and looks up at me and, fuck, I’ve never seen anything hotter. Her eyes don't leave mine as she licks her lipsclean. Tara then places a large shot of tequila on my stomach, the cool glass sizzling against my hot skin.

She wraps her plump lips over the rim of the shot glass and tilts her head back, draining the clear liquid from the glass, her neck muscles flexing as she swallows.

Freeing her hair, she takes the shot glass from her mouth, making eye contact with me again. I swear, I stop fucking breathing. Her blue eyes become heavier and I can tell something has changed between us.

Fuck, I want her, consequences be damned.I place the slice of lime in my mouth, leaving just enough of it peaking out for her to get to, but I know her lips will be forced to touch mine.

She leans in and sucks the juice from the slice, her soft lips covering mine. I hum softly as I taste her for the first time, my heart hammering in my chest and my already heated skin turning into an inferno. I grip the slice of lime firmer, so she's forced to press her lips harder against mine. My hands twitch at my sides, desperate to bury themselves in her hair so I can deepen this kiss and taste her properly.

She pulls away, bringing a perfectly manicured hand to her lips as if she can’t believe our mouths touched. I'm not looking at Noah's little sister right now. I am looking at the sexiest woman I have ever laid my eyes on, and all I can think about is taking her home and making her mine.

I’m ripped away from my daydreaming by cheering and hollering and Harry dragging me up from the table.

“Jesus Christ, I thought I was gonna blow my load right in my pants watching you two,” he laughs. “That was hot as fuck. If you don’t take her home, I will.”

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