All Jacked Up (Rough Riders #8)(33)

“Sweet Jesus, Keely,” he muttered against her lips. “I want you so f*cking bad.”


“Jack—”


He kissed her chin. “Steamy, raunchy sex is a more productive outlet for our frustrations than flinging insults.”


“I agree,” she moaned when his lips slowly feathered down her throat, hitting every sensitive spot with unerring accuracy.


Jack sucked the tender slope between her shoulder and her collarbone, letting his breath fan the damp spots as his tongue licked to the other side.


The gentle sweep of his thumb in front of her ear as his firm lips and sharp teeth assaulted her neck caused her whole body to quiver with unbridled lust.


“I want to hike up your skirt and f*ck you right now against this wall. Raw.” His mouth brushed the shell of her ear. “Hard.” He blew oh so softly. “Fast.”


Her sex moistened and clenched with want.


Then she and Jack were face to face. His wild eyes didn’t fit his matter-of-fact tone. “Say you’ll let me do every dirty thing to you I’ve ever fantasized about.”


“You’ve imagined having sex with me?”


“Always,” he admitted. His rough whisper launched another blissful shiver through her. “Since you were barely sixteen.”


Keely blinked at him, trying desperately to believe his incredibly sweet bullshit. “Strange way of showing it, GQ.”


“We both know you would’ve lorded it over me. I fought it. No more.” He pressed his pelvis into the cradle of her hips, letting his cock rub her belly button. “Say yes.”


As if she could possibly say no. Keely raked her fingers down his back, wishing her fingernails were leaving scratches from his shoulders to his tight ass. “Yes.”


Jack’s never-ending kisses morphed from brutal to sweet. Passion tempered with unexpected tenderness. Her head was buzzing. Her blood was humming. Her body was doing the boot scootin’ boogie.


The kiss waxed and waned, burned and soothed, so she almost didn’t hear the giggles. When the noise finally registered, louder, Keely managed to break her lips free.


“Jack. We have an audience.” She peered over Jack’s broad shoulder. Her nephews and nieces were gawking at them.


When she attempted to extricate herself, his possessive embrace increased. “Who cares?”


“They’ll tattle to everyone.” Keely caught the eye of Kyler, the self-appointed ringleader. “Keep this to yourself, okay?”


Kyler’s enormous grin revealed two empty spots where his front teeth had been. “No way.” He raced down the hall in front of his entourage. In the main room, he shouted, “Hey, guess what?” The crowd quieted. “Aunt Keely and Jack are kissin’ in the hallway!”


Laughter broke out.


Kyler snatched his moment in the spotlight as his due. “And they were kissin’ so much they didn’t even notice us. We waited, but it didn’t seem like they were ever gonna stop. They were kissin’ forever.”


Keely groaned. Her forehead fell to Jack’s chest. “See? Now everyone knows we were sucking face.”


Jack kissed her crown. Twice. “And we’da gotten away with it too if wasn’t for them meddlin’ kids.”


She snickered and looked up at him. “I never would’ve pegged you as a Scooby Doo fan.”


“I have Scooby Doo boxers.”


“Aren’t you full of surprises?”


“You’ve no idea of the surprises I have in store for you.”


“Bring it on.”


He made a low, sexy noise in his throat and his eyes flashed heat.


“But first, we oughta face the curious crowd, huh?”


“I suppose.” Jack stepped back. He kissed her knuckles, and gestured for her to go first. “After you.”


“Huh-uh, bucko. Together in a united front.”


“As soon as this party is over, I’m hauling your ass back to the apartment to celebrate our engagement.” His insistent voice tickled her ear. “Don’t even think about chickening out on me, cowgirl.”


“I am so ready for you to prove you’re cock of the walk, GQ.”


“Let’s get this over with.”


Catcalls and wolf whistles greeted them as they crossed the threshold. Someone shouted, “Speech!”


Someone else shouted, “Toast!” Yet another person shouted, “Let’s see another kiss!”


Jack sensed her unease and murmured, “Trust me to handle it?”


“No.”


He chuckled. “Tough. There’s no way to get out of it now, and I don’t want you slipping up and calling me Jack-off in a fit of pique.”


“Fine. Just…don’t embarrass me on purpose or anything, okay? I hate that.”


“Hey.” He blocked her from the crowd’s view. He held her chin and peered into her eyes. “Keely. I’d never do that.” Jack’s mouth brushed hers in a kiss so sweet and earnest her fears vanished.