Page 42 of Operation K-9 Brothers
Chapter Twelve
“You’re staring at me,” Nichole said.Desire—hot and heavy—had been in his eyes as he’d gazed at her breasts, but something else was in them now, something soft and deeper.
“I’m a guy.Breasts are our kryptonite.”His gaze traveled up to her lips.“A woman’s mouth falls into that category, too, because of what it can do.”As if in agreement, his erection pulsed against her core.
She grinned.“That is such a man thing to say.”
He smirked.“We’re simple creatures.Truth, I want you so bad, baby, that I’m not even sure of my name right now.”
“Names are overrated.”She tugged on the hem of his T-shirt.“Off.”
“Yes, ma’am.”He covered her mouth with his, and impressing her with his stealth skills, had them both undressed before she knew what was happening.
That was because the man knew how to kiss, and when he did, the world ceased to exist, even the loss of her shorts and panties going unnoticed.From her mouth he moved to her neck, nibbled and sucked until he had her moaning, then he licked his way to her breasts.
Settled between her legs, his erection teased her as it rubbed against her while his talented tongue and fingers played with her breasts.Need was a fire raging inside her, every nerve ending sensitive to his touch.It was too much...it wasn’t enough.
“Jack,” she murmured.
“Hush, I’m busy here.”He slid his hands down her sides to her hips, then trailed a path to her stomach.Then lower.And lower.
He was very busy, and his busy was good.No, simply good didn’t come close to what he was doing to her, to the things he was making her feel.It was...“Mind-blowing.”
“Yeah?”
She’d said that aloud?When she came undone against his mouth, he gave a grunt that sounded like pure male satisfaction.He climbed back up her body, lowered himself over her, and kissed her as if he wanted to devour her, as if she was the oxygen he needed to keep his heart beating.
As for her own heart, she thought it might pound itself right out of her chest.
“I’m burning up for you, Nichole.If you knew all the things I want to do to you—”
“Like what?”
“Dirty things.Things that are going to make you moan my name, then beg me to make you come.But I’m not going to.”
“You’re not?”
“Not until you can’t take it anymore, and then you’re going to scream my name.”He sucked her earlobe into his mouth, biting down on it, sending delicious tingles through her.
“You like hearing your name that much?”Was that raspy, breathless voice hers?
“Coming out of your mouth, yes.”He lifted onto his elbows, putting most of his weight on his good arm, and stared down at her, his blue eyes dark and hungry.“You might be...no, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“For you, I want to be.”And she did want to be beautiful to this man in a way she’d never needed to for any other.She scraped her fingernails down his chest, smiling when he closed his eyes on a shudder.“Make love to me, Jack.”
“Hell, yeah.”
He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom that he’d apparently put there when he’d stripped them of their clothes.The man really was stealthy.
“Do you feel how perfectly we fit together?”he said after slipping into her, then stilling as if he felt their connection as deeply as she.
“Yes,” she whispered.HerI’m not going to fall for this manwalls were crumbling around her as if they’d been erected with no more than sand, easily blown away by a mere breeze.Although there was nothing mere about Jack Daniels.
He was going to break her heart.
“What’s a girl to do?”Nichole glanced at Dakota and Rambo, both sitting at her feet.Dakota whined, seeming to grasp Nichole’s thoughts.Unable to sleep, she’d slipped out of bed to sit in Jack’s living room and consider her options.There were only two, really.Keep seeing Jack until he left her behind to nurse her broken heart, or walk away now, only suffering minor damage.
Hard choice, that.What were the chances that he’d want a long-distance relationship?That by his time to leave he would ask her to wait for him?Slim, maybe?He’d been up-front with her that he wasn’t looking for anything permanent.Even after saying he wanted to romance her, he hadn’t said a thing that gave her hope he might ask her to wait for him.Maybe he would, maybe he wouldn’t when it was time for him to leave, which left it up to her to decide if she should walk out his door right now or crawl back into bed with him.
