Free Hers for a While by Danica Chandler Page A

evening.
    Biting her lobe, Jack whispered right into her ear. “I plan to be bad tonight.”
    She wanted to push him onto the bed and take him right there, but she had to pace herself. Glancing at him over her shoulder, her will power almost proved to be non-existent when she saw the smoldering hunger on his face. His hand moved down, cupping her between her legs. She wished her jeans weren’t there, guarding direct contact with the pleasure she knew Jack was capable of giving her.
    He pulled away and backed off. Alice wanted to yell out and ask why, but she didn’t. Turning to face him, she didn’t say anything right off. Neither of them did.
    “Hungry?” he asked. “I think we should go to dinner.”
    Alice almost said no. She could do without food. “Yeah, let’s eat.” It was as if her voice betrayed her, saying opposite of what she was feeling.
    “Good. You’re gonna need the nourishment for what I have planned.”
    All through the meal, all Alice could think about was what would transpire back in their hotel room. The food was delicious, but they were quiet. Jack seemed distant, and she wondered if his mind was back at work.
    “Everything okay?” she asked as she sipped on her wine.
    Jack shook his head yes and took a pull off his beer. “Yep. How’s your steak?”
    “It’s delicious. How’s yours?”
    He took a bite. “I bet it doesn’t taste near as good as you do.”
    A chill shot through Alice. Why were they torturing each other? They both knew they’d rather be back at the hotel. Her cheeks heated up when she saw his stare. His eyes moved downward, and she felt vulnerable in the thin cotton dress she had chosen to wear. Motioning toward the waiter, Jack handed him his credit card.
    “Let’s get out of here, what do you say?”
    Alice didn’t say anything, but agreed. Jack was acting a bit differently. Maybe he was horny and that’s all he could think about. She hoped that was the case and that something else wasn’t bothering him. The walk back to the hotel was peaceful and quiet, and just the subtle hand holding made her want him even more.
    Once inside, Jack slid the do not disturb sign outside and locked the door. “So, where’s the surprise I ruined?”
    Alice grabbed the teddy from her suitcase and hurried to the bathroom. She slipped out of her dress and adjusted the silky fabric. She studied herself in the full-length mirror. It covered her up just enough, but accentuated her chest and hips to the point that it would drive Jack crazy. She fluffed her hair and took one last glance.
    She opened the door and couldn’t help but laugh when’s he saw Jack on the bed, burrowed under the thin sheet. “You better be naked under that,” she said, slowly approaching him.
    “I’m not sure if I remember how to talk. All the blood just rushed out of my head.” He motioned his hand toward her. “Damn, Alice, you look sexy.”
    Getting on the bed, she straddled him. The sheet and her teddy were the only two things stopping the skin on skin contact, and she ground her hips into his, feeling his arousal. His fingers traced her nipples and she never realized how seductive silk could feel. His thumb continued to massage her and his free hand guided her closer. Taking her in his mouth, he kissed her deeper than she had ever felt. His hands skimmed down her side and between her legs, spreading her wide. Pushing the fabric aside, he plunged two fingers into her, probing in and out, hitting her in all of her spots. Her hips bucked in rhythm with his fingers and she moaned into his mouth.
    Just as soon as he began, he pulled them out, leaving the moist silk against her skin. His hands moved upward and he slipped her breasts from the lingerie. The cold air hit her skin, but the warmth of his mouth replaced it. Gently, he sucked on each nipple and she arched her back as more moans escaped, probably loud enough that the people in the next room could hear her. He bit down and she yelped, and though it