Page 26 of Forbidden Kisses
He opened his eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, her full pouty mouth open. She’d disappeared somewhere in her pleasure. Her breaths sharpened, quickened. Jack pushed harder, knowing she was on the edge. He wanted to watch her go over. His pleasure built inside him, too, but he controlled it. Tonight was all for Grace. She needed a release. An escape. And he wanted to give it to her.
With a cry, her fingers dug into the muscles of his back.
“Go ahead,” he whispered, so enveloped in her every move.
She moaned louder, and then her fingers curled into his flesh to the point of pain. It felt good, though.Shefelt good.
“Jack,” she cried, softening as she came down from the high he’d given her. “Jack.”
He kissed her temple, continuing to rock, focusing on his own pleasure now until the pressure built up and released inside her. He rolled onto his side next to her when he was done. His only regret was that their first time together was over. His only desire was to do it all over again.
—
Panic began to rise in Grace’s chest as she lay there beside Jack.
What did I just do?
The feel-good chemicals coursing through her body started a slow transformation into feel-bad ones. Very, very bad. She couldn’t sleep with Jack. He was her former stepbrother. Former enemy. Former mile-sized crush that apparently she still harbored.
Jack ran a hand down the side of her body, leaned in, and kissed the crook of her neck. “That was amazing,” he whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her and sending an army of those feel-good chemicals back to fight the bad ones. There was a war going on inside her and she wasn’t sure which side would win. Before she could say anything, or think any more, Jack’s mouth covered hers and they were kissing, tongues thrashing against one another, making warm, fuzzy feelings blossom low in her belly. She could feel his hard swell pressing against her thigh. He was ready for more.
So was she.
Except she’d allowed just enough doubt and regret to creep in. She pulled away from the kiss. “I’m, um, thirsty all of a sudden. I’m going to go get some water. Would you like some?”
He blinked back at her, tracing a finger along her forearm, making her shiver. “Sure.”
Grace grabbed her clothing quickly. She pulled on her shirt and stepped into her jeans. Then she hurried to the kitchen and leaned against the sink, pressing a hand against her racing heart. Jack Sawyer was in her bed.Jack Sawyerwas in her bed.
Grabbing two glasses, she filled them with water. Her hands shook as she held on to each one tightly. She needed a game plan before she went back into that bedroom. Otherwise, one touch from Jack and she’d be back in his arms where she’d probably stay all night.
Would that be such a bad thing? Maybe she was thinking about this too much.
Someone knocked on her front door and Grace jumped, nearly spilling water out of one of the glasses. She set them on the counter and turned to look back down the hall where Jack was. The knock came again. She straightened her clothing and headed to the front door. Her mother? That could be embarrassing. And uncomfortable, seeing that Jack still despised the woman who’d brought her into the world.
Grace tossed a glance over her shoulder to make sure Jack was still tucked away in her bed. Seeing that the hall was empty, she opened the door. “Noah.”
“Hey,” the youngest Sawyer brother said, meeting her eyes for the first time in forever.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, worrying again that Jack would walk in at any moment. This might be even worse than if her mother had been the one at the door.
“I came to say I’m sorry that I’ve been such a jerk.”
She swallowed. “You haven’t been, um, a—”
Noah grinned. “Yeah, I have. A really big one.” He looked past Grace into the kitchen. She felt her skin burn, hoping there was no evidence of Jack.
“Can we start again?” Noah asked. “Sis.”
Her mouth curved as she sucked in a breath. “You called me that when we were kids.”
He nodded. “I’m, uh, sorry about your mom.”
“You don’t have to say that,” she said quietly.
“I’m still pissed at her, yeah. But I never wanted anything bad to happen to her. I’m not that big of a jerk.”
Grace stepped toward him. “You’re not a jerk. Thank you.” She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug. “I’ve missed having you as a brother.”
