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she’d done to him in her kitchen. And how badly she
wanted more. Her nipples peaked against her T-shirt. Her panties dampened. And
her good sense circled down the kitchen drain. “Tell me.”
    He hesitated. “Tell you what?”
    It was dangerous. Reckless. Her
kids were sitting in the other room. She slid further into the darkened
kitchen, further from her children.
    “Tell me what it’ll be like on
Friday.”
    “Taylor...where are you now?”
    “In the kitchen. They can’t hear
me. And I won’t say anything. I just want to hear you say it.”
    He was silent several heartbeats,
then he gave in. “I’ll suck your breasts until your nipples are tight and hard,
and you’re arching into me for more. Begging.” His breath came a little faster
than before. “And when you think you can’t take that without coming, I’m going
to spread your legs and taste you the same way you tasted me.”
    The thought of his mouth on her had
consumed her last night as she tried to fall asleep. “Yes.”
    “I’m going to lick you till you
scream. I won’t leave an inch of skin untouched. And when you think you can’t
come one more time, I’m gonna slide inside of you, and drive you fucking wild.
Christ, Taylor, you don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
    His breath was ragged. She knew
what he was doing. She wanted to be there to catch him in her mouth. Her legs
felt weak, her heart hammered. “Do it,” she whispered. “Now.”
    “I want to be inside you so fucking
bad.”
    Something exploded on the TV in the
living room as Jace came with a groan and a long sigh, then, “Shit.”
    She wanted to slam down the phone
and run from what she was doing with Lou’s brother. She wanted to carry the
phone into her bedroom and touch herself with his harsh breath rasping in her
ear. Leaning back against the counter, she closed her eyes and squeezed her thighs
together.
    “Mom, Brian won’t share the
popcorn.”
    Lord. Her children were calling.
What on earth was she thinking?
    “That’s only the beginning,
Taylor.” Jace seduced her with his voice. “Then we’ll do it all over again.”
    “I have to go.”
    “Think about how good I’m going to
make you feel.”
    She wouldn’t be able to stop
herself. “Only the one time. Just that night. Promise.” A panicky thread ran
through her voice.
    “I promise,” he murmured, “to make
you feel better than you’ve ever felt. And I won’t ask for it again after
Friday.”
    She punched the end button without
another word, but his voice still rang in her ear. As did that hot, heavy groan
when he came. He wouldn’t have to ask again. She’d come begging.
    Back in the living room, she
clapped her hands. “Bedtime.”
    “But the movie’s not over.”
    “It’s school tomorrow.” She started
gathering popcorn bits. “And you already know the ending.”
    Jamey moaned and griped, but did as
he was told. Brian tried to eke out another few minutes. “Go, Brian. Both of
you brush your teeth, and I’ll be there in a minute.”
    Grumbling, Brian followed his
little brother down the hall.
    Lord. This was crazy. Maybe even a
little sick and perverted. She’d had phone sex with her boys sitting in the
next room. She was losing it. Out of control. Obsessed.
    And Friday felt three too many days
away.
     
    * * * * *
     
    He’d lied. Once would never be
enough.
    Jace stood under the cold shower.
He’d called only wanting to hear her voice. But he’d crumbled when she wanted
to “rethink” and lost his mind when she wanted to hear the things he planned to
do to her. All these years, he’d maintained his distance, separated thought
from action. One kiss in the front seat of his truck had shot that distance to
hell, and he’d lost all perspective. The memory of Monday morning in her
kitchen pulsed in his blood. He’d been damn near dangerous at work today, his
mind in his pants, his cock in her mouth. Not a good thing to be thinking about
when you’re thirty feet up a tree with