"Definitely at the moment," Jackson assured her, and made no more effort than usual to hide the effect she had on him. Aria would get all the gasps and groans she wanted, and he would enjoy it just as much as she did, a hand still under his head, his other one lazily exploring her skin, the harder lines of her muscles, the softer curves of her breasts.

But there was only so much a man could take, and that need for a little more, for something a little faster, a little stronger, seeped tension into his frame little by little. "C'mon, darlin', gimme a little somethin' more, here," he requested in a lazy drawl, shifting his hips in time with hers.