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‘It’s still early.’ She turned, surprise flashing in her eyes.
He could gaze into those eyes for hours. Why did she cover them up all the time? He was going to find out. He wanted to know everything.
‘My knee’s feeling it a bit.’ Well, not his knee exactly.
‘Oh, you should have said sooner.’
The taxi didn’t drive fast enough for him. He secured the alarm as quick as he could, then followed her up the stairs. Waited while she unlocked the door to her little flat, standing close enough to see her pulse breakdancing—which didn’t help his ‘knee’.
But she wouldn’t look at him. ‘Um, did you want something?’
‘Yeah.’ He pushed her door open and walked inside. He slid off his jacket and pulled his tie free. The top button of his shirt was already undone. ‘I’d really like to kiss you.’
She was standing by the wall, still near the door. Now she pressed her lips together, her eyes avoiding his.
‘I haven’t slept with anyone since you,’ he said bluntly. ‘I don’t want to sleep with anyone but you.’ He really wasn’t that pleased about it, but it was the absolute truth. ‘I want you and only you, okay? And not because you’re the nearest breathing woman. I want you because I think you’re beautiful.’
She said nothing.
‘You don’t believe me, do you?’
She still didn’t answer. Her hands curled into fists, her whole body locking into a hopeless, defensive pose.
Jack breathed in hard and pleaded with his body to slow down. Jumping on her this very second probably wasn’t the best idea—even though it was the one both his brain and body really wanted to fixate on. But Kelsi needed more than that—she needed some serious convincing. That meant words as well as actions. And those actions had to be gentle—remember? He rubbed his hands over his face and summoned some control. And some courage.
‘You want to know what I see when I look at you?’ Did she want to know what he thought?
She flashed a look at him. Lightning quick before she went back to studying the floor. But she was listening. She was utterly immobile as she listened.
He swallowed. Hoped his voice was going to hold out for him. ‘First up, overall impression is this really feminine woman. I see your collarbones—delicate fine bones covered by this smooth skin that slopes to those breasts that jut out just the right amount for me. Then there’s this narrow ribcage that goes to that even narrower waist, and then you have those curving hips.’ He paused to take another deep breath. Talking this way was just killing his body—winding him tighter than he’d ever been. But he had to make her understand first, then he could do. ‘You’re petite and perfectly formed. You have these tiny ankles that I can fit my hand around. I remember doing that in the water when I pulled your leg higher round my waist. Your skin is so smooth, so soft...’ He badly wanted to touch that softness now. ‘And then there’s your face. The first thing I saw that day and I thought it was the most stunning face I’d ever seen. These angles.’ He tried to make her understand. ‘You’ve got these cheekbones, and your wide eyes were filled with tears, and you have the perfect tilt to your nose.’ He sighed. ‘Then there’s your mouth. Big, soft lips that first trembled and then kissed me so sweet. And your crazy curls that defy any attempts at control. I like that about your hair. It’s a lot like you as a whole...’ He smiled at her, beginning to really enjoy the confession—the acceleration of his heart and the pumping of his blood, ‘...and you as a whole just makes me think sex. I see your smile, I see the way you lift your chin and I want in.’ He began to lose the battle of control over his body, his voice going totally rough. ‘And I’m so tired of this Eiffel Tower erection I’ve been sporting for months.’
‘You really haven’t...?’ She finally spoke. But she couldn’t finish her sentence.
‘I really haven’t,’ he said flatly. ‘Feels like a hell of a long time.’ He walked to where she leant against the wall, her hands twisted together in front of her waist. And he saw the colour suffusing her face. The way she was shyly watching him—almost believing him. He’d damn well make sure she believed him by the end of this night.
‘And I see your smile, Kelsi.’ His voice did crack then. ‘I see the twinkle in your eyes even though you do your best to hide it. I hear your laugh, your teasing words, the fun that bubbles out when I least expect it. The passion and playfulness like you had that day on the beach—I ache for it. Wait for it. Want it.’ Oh, how he wanted it.
‘So now you know what I see,’ he said softly. ‘You want to know what I want to do?’
Kelsi swallowed. Couldn’t move as Jack rested his hand on the wall beside her head and leaned closer to whisper even more softly.
‘Shall I tell you what I’m going to do?’
Pleasure rippled, contracting every muscle in her body. She closed her eyes. It was words, just words. And she’d seen tonight just how charming Jack could be. How social. How smooth.
‘I play it in my mind all the time. What I’ll do first when I finally touch you again.’
Oh. Her eyes prickled and she screwed them tighter shut. She was not going to cry—even though she really felt like it.
‘I think a kiss—mouth-on-mouth. I ache to lick along your lips, to feel the softness on the inside. But I don’t want it to get out of control too soon so I’ll pull back. There’s too much else to worship.’
Worship? He wanted to worship her? Her breathing slipped. He was right in front of her now. She could feel his heat. She opened her eyes but couldn’t look right up at his face. His other hand was on the wall, too—so she was almost within his hold. His body centimetres from hers—and the tension was radiating from him as powerfully as heat radiated from the sun.
‘I want to tangle my fingers in your curls and pull your head back so I can kiss down your neck to your collarbones.’
Instinctively her neck arched just a fraction. She could feel it, she could almost feel the touch—she badly wanted to.
‘I’ll undress you. Slide the straps from your shoulders. Can’t wait to watch the material fall to the ground so I can see you again.’
