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wanted, her.
    "What are you doing?” he asked and looked over to her.
    "I don't know. What are you doing?” She met his challenging stare.
    "Waiting on you to touch me.” Jack licked his lips.
    "Oh.” She turned to her side and propped up on an elbow. “I really don't have a lot of practice. I mean, I've had some, and not all of it self induced. I've actually kissed other guys..."
    "I don't want to know what you have or have not done with other guys.” Jack cut in. “I want to know what you want or don't want to do with this guy."
    "I thought you were supposed to make me pass out from passion.” She challenged.
    "Sweetheart, I will tend to your needs, don't you worry about that. I just thought you might want to explore my body a little bit,” he said arrogantly.
    "Nope. I'd really rather you just do what you said you could do.” Bethany gulped. She wanted to explore him all right, but she was not stupid enough to admit it to him. He would use any weakness against her for the rest of her life if she said yes now. She blinked and shook her head. How did thoughts of forever enter her mind at a time like this?
    "Alright, you don't have to shake your head. I can hear.” Jack stroked a finger down her side, watched her skin tighten into little goose bumps. “But you will need to touch me, too."
    "If I must.” She shrugged.
    Jack stopped. He could see her biting her cheek trying not to smile. The little lady was trying to play games with him. She really was cute though with her puffy eyes and pink nose. He just wanted to pull her in tightly and assure her everything would be fine. Whatever happened from this point on, it was the two of them making the decisions, and he was not in any hurry to get divorced.
    Hell, after a few hours with Bethany, he kinda liked the idea of being married. He really liked the idea of being her first lover. The urge to take her in every way known to man was a live thing.
    "You must,” he said as he leaned into her lips, taking them with his own. Bethany was welcoming and hot. She kissed with an urgency her words denied. Pulling her against him, aligning her sex with his, Jack realized he could be satisfied just kissing her for hours, holding her like this. It was strange and comforting all at the same time, but little Miss Bethany was not in the mood to be slowly seduced. She wanted to be devoured.
    The tenderness of his kiss turned into something more primal, biting. He used his teeth, he pushed his tongue in farther, and he grabbed her ass.
    Bethany came up for air, gasping as though she was emerging from the ocean. Jack did not give her time to catch her breath. He simply rolled her to her back and made his way down her neck, over her collarbone, and under her left breast before he finally latched on to the nipple crying out on top. While he teased and sucked the left nipple, his fingers tugged and tweaked the right.
    They could both feel the wetness between her legs, her silent plea to urge things faster. She felt the tug on her womb caused by the tugs on her breasts. His tongue danced and played, keeping the nipples erect and wet, while his fingers took turns stroking and rolling them.
    "Jack, Jack.” Bethany tried to lift her hips enough to get him inside her, but he shifted and placed a muscular thigh against her crotch instead. Like an uncontrollable force, she rubbed against it, seeking any release possible. The need to feel an orgasm again was a driving force. Like an addict, she was hooked.
    "What is it, sweetheart?” Jack whispered in her ear. He kissed the shell, licked the lobe, and then nipped it gently.
    He knew she was anxious. She had been bucking against him for several minutes, but he was not going to let her off the hook. She wanted to be so worked up she might pass out from the pleasure of it all. He took it as a personal challenge, and though she probably would not pass out, she sure would not be up for round three when he was done. At least not till morning.
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