"Keep talking like that, you can have anything you want," Jack breathed.
He was reluctant to move, as close they were stretched out on the blanket. But the promise of getting his hands and mouth on her bare skin in the privacy of his bedroom was very enticing.
He moved and drew her up with him. The containers were put back in the bag haphazardly and with frequent pauses to kiss those lips driving him crazy. He had a sudden urge to sketch that mouth in all its glory. Later. When she was asleep and he wanted to stay awake a little and watch over her.
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