The Prosecutors by Ann Jacobs

Author:Ann Jacobs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: legal, reunion story, BDSM elements, romantic comedy, collection
Publisher: Ann Jacobs
Published: 2016-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Crazy for you.

She might not have much experience, but Craig’s comment sounded like a statement of raw sexual need, not undying devotion. Banishing her disappointment, she held her own feelings deep inside, certain he wouldn’t want to hear them.

In their room a few minutes later, Casey gathered her sexy things and retreated to the bathroom. With luck she’d manage to gather up the nerve to go to him without too long a delay.

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Craig stripped down, then stashed his sex toys and a box of condoms in a slide-open compartment built into the curved headboard of the big round bed.

He stood in the patio doorway, his gaze fixed on a faraway light that penetrated the almost moonless darkness.

Why was Casey taking so long?

He glanced at the wide expanse of hot-pink sheets and ivory blankets he’d turned back moments earlier. Maybe he should turn on some sexy music on the stereo, then crawl in bed to wait for her.

No. If he lay down, he’d be staring up at that mirror inside the canopy. Looking straight at his own doubt and vulnerability.

By the time Casey joined him, his face would be as red as the shells on the crab they’d had before dinner.

He mentally reviewed what he’d learned in his studies this week.

Slow. Easy.

His balls ached and his cock swelled to full erection. Slow and easy, he imagined, would be easier said than done.

Talk sex talk but nothing too explicit. Dirty language turns some women off.

Four-letter words wouldn’t bother Casey much, unless he missed his guess. Still, he’d watch his mouth. He’d never been much for using locker room language anyhow.

Be gentle the first time you make love. Even if it’s not her first time.

Good luck there. Already he was close to losing it, and they hadn’t even made it into bed.

“Craig?”

His mouth went dry at the sight of her, barefoot and apparently naked beneath a short robe. The thing looked like a man’s shirt except that it was made out of something shiny, slippery looking, and blacker than the sky outside. Her legs seemed to go on forever.

He’d soon know how it felt to have them wrapped around his waist.

That thought sent more blood rushing to his groin and left him dizzy with anticipation.

She unbuttoned the robe. But she wasn’t naked underneath. His mouth went dry at the sight of taut, female flesh veiled in something black. Something so sheer he could make out the indentation of her belly button in the dim light provided by flickering candles and the fluorescent glow that flooded the room through the open bathroom door.

Her puckered nipples poked impudently against the fabric, beckoning his hands and mouth. But he couldn’t drag his gaze from the tiny heart-shaped patch of lace that drew his attention to the apex of her thighs.

“Like the robe? I got you one, too.” She tossed an identical garment his way. “You don’t have to put it on if you don’t want to.”

Craig had the feeling he was about to embarrass himself.

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