It was a deflection, and he knew it.Ididn’t know whyIcouldn’t bring myself to just enjoy what he was offering.Imay not admit it, but he was right—Iwanted those things.Allof them.
“I’d ratheryoube full of me,” he teased back.
Frustrated—both sexually and atJackin general—Idropped my hands in dramatic frustration, aiming for the front ledge of the sink.Only, my hands slipped and dropped into the water, sending a huge splash of dirty, soapy water onto my shirt, as well as straight intoJack’sface and all over the front of him.
Now even more frustrated, and feeling slightly guilty,Iturned around and grabbed the kitchen towel and moved to wipe off his face with it.
“Son of a nutcracker.I’msorry,”Ihuffed out my apology.
“Are you though?” he asked asIpatted his face.
It upset me that he would thinkIdid this on purpose. “Ididn’tmeanto do it, jerk face.”
He grabbed ahold of my wrist and held it there, inches from my face.Hestared at me, andIstared right back.Glancingdown,Inoticed the top of his shirt was soaked through, which caused an already tight shirt to cling even more to his muscles.
My thoughts immediately circled back to my dream.Hisbody on top of mine, kissing me all over, making me feel amazing.God, whatIwouldn’t give to have him do those things to me right now.
“Ruthie.”
His use of my name had me looking back up at his eyes, only to see intense heat in them.Mybreathing picked up and became nearly as fast as my heart.
I don’t know which one of us moved first, but beforeIknew it, we were attacking each other.
That was a lie—Idefinitely attacked him first.
I could only take so much, andI’dhad enough.IwantedJack, andIdecidedIwould give in to the temptation and just enjoy him.Evenif only for a short while.
I shot forward and kissed him.Mylips plundered his while he grabbed my head and tilted it so he could get a better angle, and his tongue dove into my mouth.
I may have started this, butJackquickly took over, andIlet him because he was doing a remarkable job.Theway his hands sifted through the hair at the back of my neck while he took over my mouth as though he was starved for me.
I pressed my body closer into his, only to feel his wet shirt against mine.Atthe cold, wet sensationIjumped back a bit.Asharp pain raced through my foot, and a small cry escaped my mouth.
He broke the kiss. “What’swrong?”
“I slipped and lost my balance,”Iresponded, looking back at him while breathing hard. “Imust have turned my foot in a weird way.”
“New plan,” he said, grabbing my ass and lifting me to wrap my legs around his waist. “Nowthere’s no weight on your foot.”
He took three steps backward and turned, pushing my back up against the wall, and went back to ravaging my mouth.
I gripped him tight with my thighs as he ground his pelvis into me, pushing me harder up against the wall.
I had nowhere to go—trapped between the wall andJack’shard body.Itfelt amazing.
His mouth released mine asIgasped for air.Thenhis mouth moved along my jaw, back to the sensitive spot behind my ear, and then down my neck.
I shifted my hips to align myself perfectly against him, andIcould feel his hardness through the thin layer of my track pants.Tinglesraced through my body at the feel of him between my hips.
“Oh,God,”Itried to say, but my voice came out more like a strained whisper.
“NotGod.It’sJack.Saymy name.I’vefantasized about you saying my name with your legs wrapped around me since the first timeIheard you say my name.Somany times,I’vefantasized about it.Sayit for me,Ruthie.”
Knowing he fantasized about me in this scenario made it even hotter.
He ground up into me, pushing me harder up against the wall.
“Oh,God,Jack, that feels good.”