Love Note – sexy excerpt

Copyright 2018. Nancy Corrigan. All rights reserved.

The notebook she loosely held was taken from her hands.

On a gasp, she jerked up. Jack’s firm hand settled on her shoulder. His mouth moved. The music blaring from her headphones drowned out his words.

She tugged off the headphones and killed the music. “You scared me.”

He picked up the pencil she’d dropped, slipped it into the spirals of the notebook, and set it on the table under an unopened can of soda. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“You did, though. You snuck up on me.” She swung her legs over the side of the chair, but Jack crouched in front of her before she stood. He rested his hands on her legs. “Somebody had to have dropped you off. Why didn’t they have their lights on? I looked.”

Jack slid his hands higher. His rough palms spread tingles over her skin. “I didn’t want to disturb you if you had company.”

“Who would be here? Everyone is down by the lake.”

“Eliot’s not.” Shadows obscured Jack’s features, but she heard the harshness in his tone.

“No, he’s not.” She fought a smile. Maybe Jack would fight over her after all. “Not now, anyway.”

“Good.” Jack spread her thighs and moved into the space between her legs. “I really didn’t want to have to call Levi back to pick me up. He’d never let me live it down.”

His speech wasn’t slurred, but the scent of beer clung to him. He’d been drinking, exactly as he said he would. Now he was here, watching her with a heavy-lidded gaze.

“Live what down?”

Jack moved his hands to her hips and curled his fingers around the waistband of her underwear. “Not getting inside the girl I want.”

Her lower belly warmed with the look of hunger in his eyes. “You were already inside me.”

He shook his head. His voice lowered. “Doesn’t count. You took advantage of me, Ms. Zima. Used me to get yourself off.”

He was teasing her. She knew it. His words made her incredibly hot, though. Taking what she wanted in life empowered her. She’d never considered applying the same concept to her sexual encounters, at least not until Jack Sander walked into her life.

She slid her hands over the muscled pecs she hadn’t seen yet. She wanted Jack naked. Wanted him inside her. Wanted to come apart at his hands. “You don’t remind me of a man who can be taken advantage of, especially by a woman.”

“You’re no ordinary woman.” He wiggled her underwear to her upper thighs. She didn’t help him. His flaring nostrils as he worked the lace off her bottom entranced her.

“Really?” She smirked. “What am I, then?”

He fisted her lacey underwear, then met her eyes. “A predator.”

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