The Billionaire's Temporary Bride (Scandal, Inc #3)(25)

"That's funny," Charlotte said. "I've been waiting for the same thing."

"Good," Jack replied.

Charlotte felt the electricity in her body as Jack kissed her again and again. As he ran his hands over her back, her mind raced. Was she ready for this? Was this what she wanted? The voice in her head screamed yes, yes, yes, and no at the same time. She realized that she needed to slow everything down.

"This is a bad idea," she said between kisses. Her heart was racing, and the warmth of her excitement glowed in her cheeks. "Isn't it?"

"It isn't," Jack said, holding her against his broad frame. "It's a good one." He ran his hands down her side, and Charlotte shivered in anticipation.

"Are you sure?"

Jack met her eyes. "I don't know."

"Me neither," Charlotte admitted.

Neither of them said anything, both searching for answers in the other's eyes. They had played this game already. Would it ever stop happening if they kept calling it off just as things started heating up? Charlotte wanted this so badly, but she knew how much it would change everything.

"Maybe just tonight," she finally said, reaching for Jack's shirt and undoing the top button.

"Just tonight," Jack echoed.

He kissed her again. This time he let his lips range down to her neck and her collarbone. Each kissed flared with desire. She could tell how much he wanted her. When he pulled back and motioned to the stairs, he wrapped his fingers around hers.

Charlotte nodded and followed. She knew that there would be no going back from this. Everything would be different, but she didn't want to fight her attraction to him any longer, and she didn't want to pretend like there wasn't a spark between them. She needed him, and she wanted him, and, slowly, she walked with him up the stairs. The lights were off in the hallway, and his bedroom was dark, save for the shafts of moonlight that spilled in through the windows.

Jack stopped her just short of the bed and kissed her neck. Charlotte slipped the rest of the buttons of his shirt open one by one, her fingers trembling slightly as she pulled the shirt open and exposed his broad chest and the lines of his abs. Jack ran his fingers over the bare skin of her arm and slid her dress off of her shoulders.

Charlotte tried to calm her breaths as she slipped into Jack's bed, but the feeling of his hands sliding over her hips drove her wild. He was behind her, kissing her shoulder and the back of her neck. Each kiss, each nibble made her moan in delight.

"Protection?" she whispered.

"Of course," Jack said.

He ran his hand up her side, slowly tracing his fingers over the notches between her ribs before cupping her breast and leaning in to kiss the back of her neck. She could feel his body heat as he pressed his chest against her back.

Jack ran his hand down over her stomach and between her legs as Charlotte tried to calm her breathing, but as soon as he started kissing her again, she lost all control. She turned towards him, and his lips roamed over her neck and her breasts and her stomach. Her heart fluttered with excitement as he kissed her all over. She reached down to tangle her fingers in his hair and pulled him up gently as he positioned himself on top of her.

Charlotte trembled as she felt the first flex of Jack's hips against hers. Slowly, he pushed himself inside her, and Charlotte felt a surge of excitement. She ran her hands over his muscular chest, and she bit down on her lip as the pleasure grew stronger.

"Oh, God," she moaned.

"I take it that's a good sign," Jack whispered in her ear. He slowed his pace, grinding against her. She could feel every hard line of his body.

"Mm-hm," she managed to moan. She curled her toes into the soft satin sheets. Pleasure arced through her body as Jack kissed her neck. "It's just been a while."


"I'll go slow," Jack said.

Charlotte laughed and flexed her hips against him. "Just keep doing what you're doing." Fast had been good. Slow was good too. She doubted Jack could do much wrong in bed.

Jack's mouth moved against Charlotte's with a long, slow force and he ran his hands back over her body. She trembled with delight. Soon Jack had her on the edge of climax. Each slow, deliberate motion of his body against hers made her clench in pleasure as he gradually lifted his pace.

He kissed her neck again, and Charlotte's mind went blank with bliss. No confusion, no worry, just her and him and the racing of their hearts and their hurried, excited breaths. Her body trembled as he worked his tongue against her, teasing her as he brought her closer and closer to completion. Tiny beads of sweat broke out across her body as she cried out in delight.

She shut her eyes and bit her lip as the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. She raked her nails against Jack's chest and clenched her toes, holding her breath as the delight ached deep inside her.

She pulled herself against Jack's chest as he crashed into her again and again. She couldn't hold off. She had to give in. She could feel the pleasure growing brighter inside her, like a star that was about to explode. She shouted in ecstasy and held onto Jack as the room went blank around her.

She felt dazed and content, and she couldn't believe that she and Jack had slept with each other. As they lay there, Jack ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her for a while longer, like he knew he had to make this one night count.