When her hand came to rest on Jack's arm, he nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned around and came face to face with every fevered late night fantasy he'd ever had. His mouth fell open, speechless.
"Well, Jack? What do you think. Is this what you wanted to see?"
Jack was frozen. His eyes locked onto Macey's body as he drank in every detail of her incredible body.
"Jack? Are you okay??" Macey was in heaven. This reaction was perfect. She felt sexy. Alive.
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"Jack, sweetie, Why don't you show me your room?"
"My...uh...room?" Jack stumbled over his words. "You want to...talk in my...room?"
Macey's gaze narrowed as if she were looking at prey. A devilish smile spread across her face. "No Jack. I don't want to talk in your room. I want to fuck. You. In your bedroom."
Her tone was serious and sensual. Jack gulped hard. He suddenly felt hot, and he could hear his own heartbeat. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. "Yes, Ma'am!!"
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