"Are you sure?" Her voice trembled.
"Watching you flush and swell in the sunlight, feeling you writhe on my fingers, seeing you smile, yeah." Jack sounded like he'd swallowed a truckload of gravel. "Yeah."
A beautiful answer, but still…she had to ask the hard question. "You're not going to turn into Destructor on steroids, watching Deke touch me? This isn't going to upset you?"
Cupping her cheek, he sighed. "If I don't give this to you, I'll lose you anyway. And I believe we belong together, cher. We have to trust each other to have any tomorrows." A reluctant smile tugged at his wide mouth. "Besides, you looked hot as hell coming for both of us."
"Jack and I talked about it early this morning. His head is in the right place, doll."
"So it's up to you." Jack swallowed. "All it takes is one word, and we'll fuck you beyond your every dream. You just have to accept your needs. Yes or no."
