Body Contact (Hands On #2) by Cathryn Fox

Author:Cathryn Fox [Fox, Cathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, erotic romance, sexy, Entangled, Scorched, Cathryn Fox, student/teacher, teacher, teach, sex lessons, football, opposites, opposites attract
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

After spending the afternoon helping his dad in the bay and thinking about his conversation with Danielle, Jack finished showering and made his way to her place. There were things she’d said to him that afternoon that he couldn’t quite get out of his head. She made him question what was important to him, what he really wanted.

He glanced up from his bike to find her waving to him from her window, and his heart gave a little start. He could really get used to that. He hurried up her stairs—well, as fast as he could go with his bum knee—and she opened her door before he reached it.

The smile on her face, the warm expression in her eyes as she gazed at him, nearly brought him to his knees. “I’ve got good news,” she said, beaming.

He followed her into her place and locked the door behind him. “So do I,” he said.

“You do?” she asked.

He looked her over, trying to remember what it was he wanted to say as he took in all the soft swells beneath her pretty yellow sundress.

“Yeah,” he said. “But ladies first.”

She clapped her hands together. “I booked a viewing for Saturday, and Violet is able to make it.”

He wrapped his arm around her and dragged her to him. “I talked to Dad this afternoon, and he said he’d be happy to come and take a look.”

Her eyes cast down for a brief second, and she coiled a strand of hair around her finger. “You sure he doesn’t mind?”

“Positive.” Jack touched her hands and placed them at her sides, a growl catching in his throat. What was it about that gesture that did the weirdest things to him?

She chuckled. “Oops, sorry. Forgot.”

“You don’t need to be sorry. But unless you want me to rip your clothes off and have my way with you right here on the floor, I’d suggest you quit it.”

Her eyes went wide, and something that resembled need flashed in the depths of them. Jesus, don’t tell him she liked that idea, because at this point in their relationship, it probably wouldn’t take much for him to forget his plan and just give her what she wanted. Okay, what he wanted, too. But he didn’t want to be a selfish bastard. Not with her.

She took a step back, and he matched it, passion and possession gripping hard. Her small hand touched his chest, fingers splayed. There was a new mischievous look in her eyes as her tongue darted out, a sexy reminder that she’d been practicing with a damn Popsicle. A burst of envy shot through him. Envy? Christ, he had to be all kinds of crazy to be jealous of a fucking Popsicle.

“As intriguing as that sounds…” she said, but then stopped. Her gaze followed the path her hand was taking as she slid it down his chest. The heat from her fingers went right through his T-shirt as it moved lower like a damn heat-seeking missile locked on its target.

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