WRITER’S POV

Jackson glanced one last time at Vera’s face before leaning down and running his tongue across one of her firm nipples. A sly smile tugged at his lips when she jolted as if shocked by electricity.

Vera gasped and sucked in a sharp breath the second his tongue touched her. That one little moment sent a rush of heat through her entire body. She bit down on her finger just to keep herself from crying out loud.

And just like he always did when he was in a teasing mood, Jackson didn’t stop there. He did it again, this time with a little more pressure, and then pinched...