Page 24 of Texas Snow


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I used the knife to tap the end of his nose. “You are trouble.”

“I know. It’s a gift.” He thumbed his ripe nipple, grinning at me. “We should get you some water. You’re bound to be a little dehydrated after all that vodka.”

I examined the sharp kitchen knife, then flipped it and held the dull side of the blade against his throat.

“There’s more than one way to hydrate.” I sent him a predatory look and watched his pupils expand. “Pull down your pants.”

Jesse sucked in a breath at the gentle order, then shoved the bottoms down past his ass and cock to mid-thigh.It’s a good thing he decided against killing me.

With a deep, satisfied rumble, I attacked hisnipple until he went breathless, then trailed kisses down his chest and belly, keeping the knife at his throat. Nuzzling into the patch of pubic hair, I inhaled deeply before taking his sleepy cock into my mouth.

Mm. Yummy boy.

Yesterday, I’d practically drooled over his chilled bits after I’d worked him out of his jeans. Nothing I liked better than nursing a petite, pretty dick. The sucking sounds, the tease of not quite enough pressure, finally working it over with my tongue until it stiffened and…mmph. So. Fucking. Good.

Jesse let out a moan as he grew half-hard, and I pulled away.

“You okay?” I asked, worried I’d gone too fast. “That sounded painful, not pleasurable.”

“Oh, it’s pleasurable. I just had a rough night,” he admitted with a grimace as he gingerly touched his fingertips to his stitches. “Between the sore muscles and the underwater nightmares, I kept waking up.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, sweeping my hand over his hip. “We don’t have to?—”

He waved off my concern. “I’m tired, Detective. Not dead. Just…go back to that teasing…sucking thing you were doing.”

I winked at him and palmed his nuts. “Happy to oblige.”

Starting again, I delicately kissed his length, rolling my lips over my teeth to gently nom on his cockhead, slowly sucking him into my mouth as I cupped his ballsin one hand and returned the blunt edge of the knife to his throat.

“Yesss.” Jesse’s hips swayed. “Nurse me, Daddy.”

I chuckled before softening the suction to just this side of cock warming, eliciting a complaint, then a sigh. I released his balls to run my hand over his hips, his thighs, his chest. Took him apart with the kind of cozy domination I specialized in.

God, his nipples were so sensitive. The barest feather of a touch set off goose bumps and a tiny pearl of precum followed by desperate pleas for me to suck him just a little harder.

Jesse Travis may have been a stone-cold killer, but in my hands, he was putty.

Finally, when he was begging for more and thrusting his hips, I set aside the knife and rolled his nipples while sucking him until he was hitting the back of my throat and arching off the bed, moaning my name.

“Coming…” he choked out, delirious.

With one last thrust, his bitter heat flooded my mouth, and I drank him down until he cried out for mercy. I rolled away with a satisfied grin, and he righted his pajamas before pushing me back against the pillows.

“If I had any patience left, I would tease you and make you wait an eternity to come,” he groused, yanking down my sweats.

“Baby boy, you can do whatever you want to mybody,” I said, crossing my arms behind my head as I laid back.

He rolled his eyes, pulling the sweats the rest of the way off, eyes sparkling as he nosed my cock, his hands greedy as they ran through my chest hair.

It’d been a while since someone had so baldly appreciated me.

“Jesus, how did my poor ass ever manage this beast?” Jesse murmured, then swallowed me down as best he could, his lips stretching obscenely around my girth.

I looked down at him, grinning as he worked me over. Pulling away, he swiped at his swollen lips. “Fuck my mouth, Detective.”

As much as I wanted to play it cool, making him come had me on a sharper edge than I’d realized. I uncrossed my arms and gripped the back of his head, forcing my cock to the back of his throat again and again.

His eyes locked with mine as I snapped my hips, and that was game over. My orgasm barreled down my spine with zero warning. I shouted, blowing so hard he gagged on the torrent of cum.