Higher than she’d ever flown before.
With an intensity that eventually left her rung out.
She went limp, and couldn’t have spoken in the immediate aftermath, even if she’d tried.
Trask had turned her inside out and backwards,
The man was downright lethal.
He sat up as she watched him from hooded eyes, licking her essence off his lips, looking smug for a second before he hid his satisfaction.
All Jett could do was lift her arms at that point, beckoning for her amazing lover to come closer. She wanted the huge cock that was still trapped in his briefs to be deep inside her, and she wanted it now.
The aftershocks lingering, post her mind-altering orgasm, would make his entry epic, and Jett greedily wanted every bit of that.
“Nope,” Trask clipped, his face suddenly shutting down.
Still on his knees, he swiftly backed off the comforter and found his feet landing on the floor at the end of the bed where he glowered down at her.
Jett blinked.
What the hell had just happened? Was Trask…mad?
He certainly looked it. But why? After giving her all that pleasure, he should be extremely pleased with himself and looking for some stimulation of his own.
She gave him a look that she knew was puzzled.
Trask shook his head, but didn’t give her an answer. “It’s time for you to head back to your room and get some sleep,” he snapped.
“What?” Jett managed to rasp, sitting up. “I’m not tired.”
What the hell was going on with him? He’d been all in, and now…he wasn’t?
“We’re finished here,” he told her decisively. “And you’ve seen what happens if you provoke me.”
Uh, yeah.A whole bunch of spontaneous lust.
For her at least. But why should he miss out? Unless he wastryingto be an asshole. Which clearly was a huge fail. But if that’s the way he wanted to spin it…
“Right. You’ve made your point,” she told him, her voice languid and her lids at half-mast. “I’m not just sure if you realize that nothing you did was actually a…hardship.”
Understatement.
She continued when he didn’t answer.
“So in return, I’d really like to make you feel good, too,” Jett told him, eyeing his enormous bulge and the wet spot on his briefs that indicated his interest.
Still…
If she hadn’t quite figured it all out before, she had his number, now.
Traskneededto be in charge.
Thus, she appealed to that aspect of him.
“How about this?” She gave him her best, come-hither gaze. “Come fuck my mouth.”
That would put him firmly in the driver’s seat.
