“Beg.” My heart skipped a beat, but Jack’s tone left no room for argument, no questioning. “Beg her for a touch, Ed. Beg her for a taste.” Jack swiveled me to him and crashed his mouth to mine, thrusting his tongue in my mouth with a groan that had me arching into his chest. When he pulled back, I was left in a daze, blinking rapidly. “Because God, she tastes damn good.”
