putting her into a safe environment only freaked her out. Being assured Jack was on the respectable side of the law, but not being allowed to know any more about that was not really a relief. When she remembered the things Jack had said to her, in detail, it turned her on, freaked her out—and it must be repeated—turned her on.
The fact that Rico took her cell phone as part of the safe house experience meant no ability to call Trina and freak with a girlfriend, which would have helped her figure this out. Dreaming of the hard body sliding under the sheets with her was so good and not really unexpected.
His hand nudged up her T-shirt and pushed under the waistband of her panties, cupping intimate flesh. Hailey moaned. Fingers stroked to her core then up to lightly circle at her clit. And again, gathering moisture and drawing it up. Oh God, the firm stroking fingers parting private folds felt so good. Her hips moved with his touch, seeking more, but he didn’t give it to her. Teasing her into liquid need, his touch remained light. Lifting her leg over his thigh behind her to give him access was a mindless request.
This dream, this waking to Jack claiming her body, she’d had it so many times, so many frustrating times. Tonight it was intense. The mouth at her neck, nuzzling through her hair, as below thick fingers slowly pressed into her. That was new. Mewing in pleasure, Hailey tilted her hips to get more of the invading pleasure.
“Good girl,” rumbled in her ear.
Hailey’s eyes snapped open. Rolling to her back, he accommodated her, his weight dropping onto her but the fingers buried deep in her body remained, moving slowly. Those fingers curled slightly, increasing pressure deep within her body for just a second, causing her hips to jerk when pleasure so intense the burn shot up her body, as she looked up at the dark man leaning over her.
“Jack?” gasped out of her.
“Only. Ever.”
He took her mouth. The kiss was dark, demanding, taking them straight to carnal, passing foreplay with not even a nod at teasing. Then Hailey discovered that panties could actually melt off a girl’s body because they were gone when he broke the kiss to rip the T-shirt up her arms and over her head. It was flung behind him and then there was just naked. Naked lust, naked need, and a man who knew exactly what to do with naked. A callused hand cupped her breast, holding it like an offering for his ravenous appetite. Taking that offering in, he sucked deep and hard. Shocking sensations rioted through her body as the man at her breast took his fill. Her breast slid out of his mouth until he had the nipple tugged taut, holding it gently with teeth, his tongue rasping over it in relentless swipes.
His other hand somehow gathered both of hers above her head, holding them firmly to the pillow. Hailey’s upper back came off the bed. Arching, she offered herself to the mouth drawing her soul out of her body. He wasn’t satisfied with that offering. She knew this because he repeated the soul-destroying attention on her other breast.
Taking his time, he sucked, he licked, he nipped inflamed flesh. Hailey’s head thrashed on the pillow as he fed at her, her hips bucking up into the ripped abdomen over her, his long body caging her. His legs bracketed hers, holding hers together when she needed to move them apart, wanted so desperately to wrap them around his hips and get the friction she craved. But no, his mouth remained at her breasts, working them to tender, swollen madness.
“Jack, please,” Hailey begged as he drew her deep again. He slowly let her breast slide from his mouth.
“Please what?” he whispered into the underside of her breast, nipping lightly.
Panting, burning up and unable to move, Hailey needed more in a way that made pleasure a living hunger. “I need you,” she pleaded. He licked where he’d just nipped her.
“I’ve waited so long for my woman to need,” he murmured into the sensitive curve of the