CHAPTER 382

She tested his reactions as she explored his mouth. Sucked on his tongue. Licked and nibbled and bit as long and as methodically as she pleased. Jack was an active participant, but he didn’t try to wrest control.

She slid her lips up and down his neck. Tasting. He arched when Keely hit a sensitive spot with her tongue. He groaned when she sucked on the tendons straining for attention. She scattered kisses across his pectorals, relishing how the downy chest hair teased her cheek. Mmm. He smelled terrific too.

“Keely—”

“Let me, Jack.” The tip of her wet tongue flicked his nipple. “Or do you want me to stop?”

“No! I just—”

“Then be good, bad boy, or I will stop.”

Jack slumped into the mattress with a terse, “Fine.”

She bent to her task of mapping his pecs with her mouth. She traced the cut muscles with her tongue between lapping at his nipples. “I’ve never seen you working out, so how is it that you maintain such a studly body?”

“I work out at home while I’m watching TV. I’ve used the we