All Chapters of Hot Adventures In Bed : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

He took his erection in his hand, swiped a thumb over the weeping head, then pushed the wet digit into her waiting mouth.“You want more of that?”Her breath came hard and she swiped the moisture from the pad of his thumb. Her eyes stood wide in her rosy-cheeked face. “Yes, sir.”“Tell me what you want.”“I want to suck you, sir.”“What part of me?” he barked, still torturing them both with long strokes of his hand up and down his length.Her hungry little gaze was about to eat him alive.“Your…cock, sir. Let me suck it.”“You haven’t followed my instructions particularly well so far.”“I will, sir.”“I’ll hold you to that, Morgan.” He anchored his hand at her nape again. “Now suck me.”L'aide de ciel me, he thought as he gave into the urge to thrust into Morgan’s mouth again with a loud moan that should have shaken the cottage’s rafters. Heaven help me.Again, he couldn’t resist the urge to fuck her mouth. His deep, insistent rhythm filled her, demanding she take and take. He watched

Her mind shook with a mix of shock and disbelief. Dismay wasn’t far behind.And she was still naked. She, who never slept bare, still lay in the bed of the man who instigated her downfall into the most forbidden sin and found a way to make her pant for it. And now, she laid in his bed like she was waiting for him to do it all again.Frowning, Morgan remembered him sleeping beside her last night. No, not beside her; tangled with her. His solid warmth curled around her back, his hand splayed over her abdomen. The steady rhythm of his hard male breathing had drifted into her ear.She hadn’t slept well in weeks, not since the problems with her stalker had started in earnest. But even when she felt safe in her relatively secure apartment, she never slept that deeply. Next to Jack, she’d felt cherished, protected—totally able to fall into the black chasm of slumber.She’d also felt claimed, especially when he awakened her deep in the night. He’d positioned her flat on her back and fitted hi

Then he had to endure Deke’s teasing and flirtation with her. That just equaled wanting to rip the big blond giant’s head off.To top it all off, there was his desire… Jack swallowed against the need bubbling in his gut. He’d been inside Morgan less than four hours ago, and already he was like a starving man, panting, salivating. Ready to fight to taste her again. The need raged, like he had no control. It was unacceptable…and undeniable.“I don’t know,” Jack said finally. “It just… It’s not as simple as I thought.”“Did you become her stalker to get her where you wanted her?”“You know me better than that. I wouldn’t have called you to profile a pretend stalker. I’d just planned to lure Morgan to Lafayette for an afternoon. Nail her enough to persuade her that Brandon wasn’t her one and only, then let her go. There’s a real stalker, and when he shot at her in a crowd in broad daylight, she was fucking terrified. I brought her here.”“That makes sense, except this possessive thing. It

Or more seductive?Shaking away her thoughts, Morgan knew the clock was ticking. Jack would come back in less than fifteen minutes. If she was still standing in his lair…he’d take that as an unequivocal yes—to anything, everything. The only boundaries between them would be his own, coupled with the limits of his imagination.In other words, there would be no limits.Morgan swallowed against a flush of heat. Regardless of whether the room and its contents made her more afraid or less, she had to see, and not just out of curiosity. Labeling her emotions mere journalistic or feminine interest was too simple.Morgan had to see that room because it would tell her about the alluring, mysterious conundrum named Jack.Drawing in a shaky breath, she took a tentative step toward the red light in the corner that drew her like a siren.One foot forward. Yes. Then the other. Repeat the process.Sheer nerve kept her moving, coaching herself with each step. Finally, she stood at the door and opened

“Show me where you like to be licked. Point for me,” he demanded, already knowing and planning to save that destination for last.“I…I don’t know. Anywhere.”“No one has ever made you come this way.” Jack didn’t make it a question. He was pretty sure he knew the answer.Morgan shook her head.Amazing. Another intimate act he would be first to introduce Morgan to. The exhilarating thought went straight to his cock. Was every guy she’d dated a eunuch? He loved this, the intimate taste, the immediacy of knowing exactly which touch affected a woman most. No quicker way to make her putty, to make her beg.To make her his.Jack dropped his gaze to her swollen sex. Maybe…maybe he could coax her to connect him and pleasure together in her mind. That alone wouldn’t be enough to keep her, but it would be a start. The rest he’d work out hour by hour, day by day, until she agreed not just to leave Brandon but to become his.“You’re going to come for me, Morgan. But not until I tell you to. Unders