With her neckline and sleeves pulled down, her arms trapped against her body, so much of herself bared, she would have panicked facing any other man. But not Jake. Never Jake. He was strong yet gentle, tough yet kind, handsome and smart, too. He was like no other man she’d ever known. “I want to take this dress off you,” he whispered, shoving back her hair so that he could kiss the side of her neck, using his lips, his tongue and taking soft nips with his teeth.She’d never been kissed there before, not like that, and she very much liked it. Closing her eyes, her heart beating faster, her breath quickening, she let her head fall back and savored the different sensations.“Okay, Rebecca?”She couldn’t recall the question, but she nodded her agreement. How could she refuse anything Jake asked of her?“Come here.”She opened her eyes, and he was smiling at her, his face still smooth from his shave, a thick lock of dark wavy hair falling across his forehead.He leaned over and took her by the elbows.
