“You’ve changed a lot,” she looked down at the shirt she still wore and began tugging the buttons open. “You’ve filled out.” Her thighs and fingers trembled in tandem.
She watched Jacob still smirking at her, his black eyes burning with renewed lust as the white fabric fell away from the porcelain skin of her breasts and belly. “I could say the same of you,” his tongue darted out, moistening his bottom lip.
Grace stepped toward him and working the last button free, letting the shirt fall to the floor. She stood between his spread knees and he grasped her behind, nuzzling into the damp blond triangle of curls at the apex of her thighs. He kissed her sex and pulled her down into the bed with him
Her hair spread across the pillow. “Some things haven’t changed,” her blue eyes searched his face.