“—and now we’re sitting on your couch, and your arm is around me, and we’re probably going to have sex any second.” She blew out a breath. “I feel awkward and nervous and totally unprepared for any of this.”
Jack stroked her bare shoulder before bringing his hand to her face to grasp her chin. “First, our past history has nothing to do with this moment, Candy Cane. We’re adults now, light years away from the immature kids we used to be.” His thumb swept over her jaw. “Second, it’s okay to be nervous. I promise, I won’t push you to do anything you’re not ready for.” He captured her bottom lip between his fingers and pinched it in reprimand. “And third, what the hell do you mean you were hiding under Parker’s bed? How much did you hear, damn it?”
Her mouth twitched, then stretched into the sassy grin he knew and loved. “Everything. I heard everything.”
Jack couldn’t stop a groan. “You’re such a sneaky little brat. We had no idea you were listening.”
“Duh. Otherwise I’m sure you wouldn’t have told Parker about how you were worried Elaine didn’t have an orgasm because you shot off your rocket too fast.”
He stiffened. “It was my first time. I had no clue what I was doing.”
She batted her eyelashes at him. “Don’t worry, Jackjack. A lot of people don’t knock it out of the park on their first try. I mean, the boy I had sex with my first time managed to make me come, and he was a virgin, too, but I’m sure that doesn’t mean your experience was uncommon or anything.”
He all but growled, his lips crashing down on hers in a hard kiss before he pulled back to glare at her. “Who was he and where does he live now so I can kill him?”
She flashed another grin. “Brandon Hill, and I’m pretty sure he still lives in the old neighborhood.” She gasped. “Oooh, I should look him up. I wonder if he still knows how to do that incredible thing with his tongue—”
Another animalistic noise ripped from deep inside him. “Say one more word about some other man’s tongue and I’ll spank that naughty ass of yours.”
“Promises, promises.” She stuck out her tongue. “You’ve threatened to spank me before, but I’m starting to suspect you’re all talk and no action, Jackjack.”
She was goading him. He knew that. But he didn’t care. He didn’t need to be goaded into taking what he wanted—that had been his intention when he’d invited her over. Besides, seeing the defiant gleam in her eyes told him that her nerves had ebbed, which was exactly what he’d wanted.
“You want action, Pepper?” He slanted his head.
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Then you have five seconds to get naked and spread your legs for me. Spread them wide, too. I want to see every inch of your pussy.”
Her breath hitched, her expression burning with heated anticipation. “And if I don’t?”
“Then I’ll rip your clothes off myself. And I mean rip. They’ll be in shreds when I’m done with them.” He met her eyes, then counted in warning. “One.”
He supposed she must’ve had a deep attachment to the outfit, because her hands found the button of her shorts in lightning speed. With a smirk, Jack watched as pieces of clothing flew off in a blur and hit the laminate floor. In a heartbeat Pepper was naked, leaning back against the cushion as her legs parted seductively.
Jack slid off the couch and stood in front of her, his mouth flooding with saliva as his gaze fixed on the sweet paradise she was so brazenly offering to him. She was goddamn perfection. Utter temptation.
“Are you still feeling awkward?” he said roughly.
Very slowly, she shook her head.
“You sure? Because I want you totally relaxed before I get started.”
He saw her swallow. “I was relaxed, you jerk, until you made it sound so formal! ‘Get started’,” she grumbled. “What is this, a medical procedure? I thought we were going to get it on.”
Jack chuckled. “Not just yet.”
Pepper narrowed her eyes. “Is there another reason I’m buck-ass naked on your couch, then?”
“Of course.” He tipped his head to the side. “Would you feel more comfortable if I talk you through the procedure?”
“Sweet baby Jesus—are we seriously playing doctor right now?”
He dragged his tongue over his bottom lip and ignored the incredulous question. “It’s a two-step process, baby. Step one, I’m going to get on my knees in front of you. Step two, I’m going to lick your pussy until you can’t move, see, or breathe and the only words you’re capable of saying are Jack, Oh God, and I’m coming again.”
Her eyes glittered. “You sound very confident of that.”
“I am confident.” He stepped closer, and enjoyed the way her breath caught again. “I’m good, Pepper. I’m very, very good. So now sit back and hold on for the ride.”
“God, you are so arroga—”