"Show me where you like to be licked. Point for me," he demanded, already knowing and planning to save that destination for last.
"I…I don't know. Anywhere."
"No one has ever made you come this way." Jack didn't make it a question. He was pretty sure he knew the answer.
Morgan shook her head.
Amazing. Another intimate act he would be first to introduce Morgan to. The exhilarating thought went straight to his cock. Was every guy she'd dated a eunuch? He loved this, the intimate taste, the immediacy of knowing exactly which touch affected a woman most. No quicker way to make her putty, to make her beg.
To make her his.
Jack dropped his gaze to her swollen sex. Maybe…maybe he could coax her to connect him and pleasure together in her mind. That alone wouldn't be enough to keep her, but it would be a start. The rest he'd work out hour by hour, day by day, until she agreed not just to leave Brandon but to become his.
