Jacee grinned at him. Stage one of her plan was to make sure he knew that a roll in the hay with Jacee Allen would be everything but quick. She kissed him back fiercely, sucking her own essence off his tongue and nipping lightly at his bottom lip. Her nails pinched slightly into the skin at the back of his neck as she moved her soaked pelvis slowly along his impressive length, teasing and lubricating him at the same time.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">This plan of yours is terribly reckless, Jacee Allen,</span>her inner voice chided her. Funny, her Uncle Jack, though it was he who taught her how to fly and developed her skills as a mechanic, had said the same thing to her when she'd first shown him the completed Hell's Gate. She'd taken off about a week later, and that reckless plan was still working out for her. So Jacee really didn't see the problem. Besides, this was just getting interesting.<br/><br/>"I am gonna fill you up," he said, grinning at her.<br/><br/>Jacee leaned back invitingly on the table and raised an eyebrow at him, "Well, don't keep a lass waiting, Captain," She let her accent slip back into her voice. It only added to the sultry tone she was using on him.