“I-uh,” she started to say, then she laughed. “I don’t know. I don’t know what to call that.” Maybe later she could give him something more, but for now, all she cared about was Jack’s smiling face.
Actually, it was more like smirking self-satisfaction she saw in his expression. “I almost hated to send them off without getting a chance to f**k you,” he told her as he released her cuffed wrists and held her close. “But f*****g you is my job.”
Jeni thought he would shove her against the wall and take her, or haul her outside despite the cool temps and f**k her over the stone porch rail; maybe take her down to the dock, onto the sandy beach or in the woods. But he did none of these…
Instead, he laid her out on his bed with her arms outstretched but unbound, and began to kiss her – her eye
