For Research Purposes Only Part 3

Scene 2.The man surfing in on the last of the day's waves. Cras.h.i.+ng onto the sh.o.r.e.Jack watched Daphne as she took in Bart's body. He was one good-looking guy, filled out his Speedoto perfection, and the water droplets glistened on his tawny skin as he stumbled from the waves tocollapse in front of Merrill.

He'd never even winced, even though it had been revealed later that the sand had sc.r.a.ped a nasty welt on one knee.

G.o.d bless the pros.

Scene 3. Merrill hurries to the body lying on the sh.o.r.e. She touches him and his eyes open. His hand reaches up slowly and cradles her head.

Daphne began to fidget.

"I think he's going to kiss her, don't you?" Jack asked the question quietly, but she still jumped a little at the sound of his voice.

"He shouldn't. They haven't even spoken to each other, for heaven's sake."

She sounded a little breathless. Jack stifled a grin.

"Don't you get the feeling that for these two it doesn't matter?" He slipped next to her on the couch,

letting his thigh brush hers. He noted with interest that she didn't pull away.Scene 4. They kiss. Followed rapidly byScene 5 . They f.u.c.k on the beach."Don't you think that sometimes...just sometimes...words are unnecessary?" Jack pressed slightly against her arm. It was warm through her silk s.h.i.+rt."I...I don't...oh my."Daphne's eyes widened as she saw the man's hand remove the skimpy bikini top and drop to cradle the woman's b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Jack glanced at the screen. He had to admit he had a soft spot for Merrill's b.r.e.a.s.t.s. They were d.a.m.n

near perfect.

He looked back at Daphne. Well, perhaps hers were close. He wanted to find out.

She cleared her throat. "Goodness."

"Attractive, isn't she?"

"She's...um...yes. Very nice. No tan lines either."

Daphne was definitely squirming. It was a little move of her hips, but it was enough to tell Jack that she

was paying close attention. He knew what she was seeing-Bart's mouth on Merrill's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, sucking,

teasing and loving those extraordinary nipples."And she's enjoying it, wouldn't you say?" He closed the distance between them and let his breath fanthe little hairs that had tumbled around Daphne's ear.

"It-it certainly looks that way."

"So it's simply the give and take of mutual pleasure, Daphne..."

Her nipples hardened into tight buds beneath the thin silk. Jack began to ache, and did his best to ignore

his c.o.c.k. He'd watched this film a gazillion times.f.u.c.k it. It wasn't the film turning him on. It wasDaphne .Chapter Five Oh Jesus. Oh sweet lord. What had she gotten herself into?n.o.body had ever told her that watching this stuff could be so arousing, or she'dnever have considered watching it with someone like Jack beside her.

She'd always figured that p.o.r.n was just that. p.o.r.n. No redeeming social values, no plot, noromance...just insert Tab A into Slot B and repeat as necessary.This was...this was...hot.She gulped in a breath of air, trying to ignore the heat radiating from the body of the man next to her. And the featherlight touch of his hand on her shoulder.

All the time, the couple on the screen embraced, their subtle moans of delight becoming stronger as they

stripped off what was left of their swimsuits. Although how someone could actually swim in a thong,Daphne wasn't quite sure.The woman dropped to her knees on the sand and the camera swung around, focusing on the man's face as he threw his head back and groaned.Oh Jesus.Oh sweet lord ."Looks very realistic, doesn't it?" Jack's arm was now resting on her shoulders and his hand touched her, rubbing soft circles against the sensitive skin of her upper arm through her s.h.i.+rt."Um...yes. Very."Jack's body rested against hers and she found herself half-lying against him as the movie continued.

Darkness was falling on the beach, and a huge moon was rising. She s.h.i.+fted a little and gasped as her

elbow grazed Jack's crotch.

The moon wasn't the only thing that had risen.

Grateful for the semi-darkness of the room, Daphne blushed. It was the sight of the couple on the screen, of course. Men got easily aroused at that sort of thing.

The lovers tumbled together into a heap, onto a convenient towel.

"Uh, Jack?" Daphne turned, surprised to find Jack's face so close to hers.

"Yes?"

"Where did the towel come from?"

He brushed an errant lock of hair away from her ear. "Does it matter?"

Oh G.o.d. When he looked at her like that, like she was the most important woman in the world, nothing

mattered. Nothing except...a whole bunch of things she shouldn't be thinking about.

A moan from the screen drew her gaze back, just in time to see the woman suck the man's finger into hermouth as he touched her face."I...guess...um..." Daphne floundered. He'd asked her something. What the h.e.l.l was it?Jack grinned and lightly brushed his finger down her nose. If she'd opened her mouth, would he have let her suckhis finger like that?"They needed to lie on something, honey. Sand gets into a lot of awkward places, you know."

"It does?""Oh yeah. Ever made love on a beach, Daphne?"She blinked and shook her head, completely unable to answer him. Green eyes were gazing at her, something very confusing lurking in their depths. She could almost believe it was-desire.But that was impossible.Wasn't it?The movie lovers were speaking. Ah. Dialogue at last. Grateful for the distraction, Daphne turned her attention away from the man beside her and back to the screen."You're a dream. A G.o.ddess. Something the sea created for me.""No. I'm real. Touch me. Take me. Make me feel..."Please Jack.Daphne bit her lip. Dear G.o.d-don't let her have saidthat out loud.Jack's hand rested on her neck and his hand gently pulled her hairpins from her untidy bun. He slid his fingers through the strands and ma.s.saged her scalp as the last one fell free."There. That's better. Now you can concentrate." He tossed the pins onto the coffee table.Yeah. Right. Ofcourse she could concentrate. There was a gorgeous couple making hot and pa.s.sionate love on a perfect tropical beach in front of her, and a gorgeous man makingher hot and pa.s.sionate by rubbing her scalp, sitting next to her.

At this point, her concentration had run away to join the circus.She arched her neck, resting her head in Jack's palm, and enjoying his touch. Part of her watched as thecouple on the sand moved and twined around each other, kissing, parting, touching, groaning...ohG.o.d .

"How do you like it so far?" It was a whisper that scorched her body.

She could have sworn his tongue touched her ear. Her panties were getting soaked, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were

aching, and she was hotter than fire. Any more of this and she was going to start some dialogue of herown. Something along the lines of "ravish me, you...you...beast!"She turned her head to answer.He was inches away.Instinctively, her eyes dropped to his lips and as her mouth opened to respond, the most incredible thing happened.

He kissed her.

And she kissed him back.

As he sank his tongue into her mouth, a dam broke inside Daphne and she found herself flooded with

sensations that brought a gasp of amazement to her throat.

His arms trapped her close to him, and his lips teased hers, pressing close then pulling away, only to return and demand more.

It was a kiss like she'd never experienced, and probably never would again, so she threw herself into it with abandon. Turning herself in his embrace, she pressed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s against his chest, loving the hardness that squashed them nearly flat.

She let her hands roam around his shoulders and up behind his neck, sifting the silky strands of hair

through her fingers as she opened her mouth wider, inviting him inside.

She was breathless, hot and chilled by turns, and her mind whirled with the scent of him, the taste of him, and the feel of him as he held her close and kissed her into some new form of hallucinogenic heaven.

Her one brush with marijuana hadn't been half as potent. She'd gotten hungry and then nauseous. Thiswas sending her on a trip to someplace she'd never known existed. The thought flashed through her mindthat now she understood the meaning of the overused phrase "drugging kisses".

Oh G.o.d. She could get addicted to thiswaaaaay too quickly.Carefully, she eased their mouths apart. "Oh my."Jack cleared his throat and cuddled her close. "You kiss like an angel, Daph. That was...so good."Yes. Oh yes. Good. Never mind that she hated to be called "Daph". Never mind that she'd only known him for a few hours. Yes. It was so...good.A cry from the screen distracted her, and she blinked, trying to focus on the action now taking place in a hotel room. At least it saved her from throwing herself on Jack and begging him to kiss her again. More.

A lot more.

Two new lovers were arguing. "They're having problems with their relations.h.i.+p." His voice was pure

seduction. "They've been having great s.e.x, but she's wondering if it's enough.""Oh." Daphne cleared her throat and tried again. "Oh.""Do you think s.e.x is enough, Daph?""Enough for what, Jack?" Good lord. Was that breathy whisper really coming from her?He rubbed his nose down her cheek and lightly licked the corner of her mouth. Then turned back to the screen.

She followed his gaze.

OhmiG.o.d.

They were up against the door of the hotel room, the woman digging her hands into the man's shoulders

as he rammed himself into her, making her b.r.e.a.s.t.s jiggle with his force. Her face contorted, color rushed to her cheeks, and if it was acting, then in Daphne's admittedly inexperienced opinion, that actress deserved an Academy Award.