He cast me an intense look. “And have this over too soon? Not on your ornery life, my sweet, sweet bug. You taste so fucking incredible, and I’m not ending this anytime soon.”
His mouth returned to me. He licked downward to press his tongue into my opening, thrusting in and out as his thumb swept lightly over my throbbing nub.
Oh, God. He was going to kill me with his wicked mouth.
I grabbed his hair, my legs sliding over his broad shoulders in agitation, chasing after my orgasm—then his tongue swept over my aching clit. I nearly came off the bed. His hand flashed to my stomach, pinning me down. He sucked my entire clitoris into his mouth, devouring me with tongue and lips as he eased a finger inside me, adding to the incredible sensation. Then another joined in, tighter now, moving, stroking…
Panting, I thrust up my hips, fighting for that final push. “Jack…pleeeease,” I begged.
A hard tug of his teeth on my swollen flesh, and my orgasm broke, sending me over the edge. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. My mind and body separated from reality, soaring to a place of indescribable pleasure as I climaxed.
Panting for air, feeling as if I’d run a marathon, I shut my eyes, vaguely aware of Jack kissing my belly button and sliding up my body but keeping his weight off me.
I only knew this was it, what I sought and had never experienced before.
“You okay?” His low voice brought me back to my bedroom. My eyes flicked open, and I stared dazedly at him. He shifted, and at the brush of his pants against my bare thighs, I frowned. “Why do you still have your jeans on?”
A smile that made my heart trip curved his mouth. It was full of tenderness. “If you can still talk, then I’m doing something wrong.”
You did everything perfectly.The words stuck in my throat, emotions overwhelming me, clawing to break free. No-no! I wasn’t going to bethatgirl, looking for something more in his tender expression—probably caused by the tumultuous experience of the moment.
Jack rolled off the bed, pushed his hands into both pockets, and removed his wallet and cell. Then his gaze lit on the wall behind me and he grinned. “I licked it, so it’s mine?”
Shit, my quote. “For my sister,” I rasped, praying he wouldn’t say anything corny.
Smiling, he left his phone on the bedside table, and from the wallet, he got out a condom and tossed it onto the bed.
My gaze tracked his movements as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, removing them along with his black designer underwear. His erect cock snapped free, hitting his abs as it jutted out long and thick—shit. Soon, I would have that delicious man-bit—bit? Heck, man-monster—inside me. My core grew wetter.
Jack fisted his cock as he strolled to me. He got the condom from the bed, and with his teeth, tore the package open. But before he got the rubber out, I snagged it from him, dropping the package on the bed again.
Then I got down on the floor, on my knees. A deep hunger and something else I cannot decipher, burned in his ice-gray eyes as I grasped his rigid erection with both hands.
His chest rose and fell as he watched me stroke his thick length, the precum making the glide easier. I played with my tongue piercing with my teeth, teasing him. His eyes darkened. I lightly flicked the head of his cock, enjoying the taste of him, and I think he stopped breathing. Then I ran my tongue slowly down his length…
JACK
Finally, she’s mine.
I was dying to be inside her, but now she wasplayingwith me. I let her because it was Ray, the only one I wanted, and I had waited for too damn long. And because it was so fuckin’ good.
She slowly swirled her tongue around my crown again, and desire sizzled through me like a lit fuse. Then she squeezed my dick hard, dragging her tongue over the head as she finally took my throbbing cock into her mouth. The added sensation of her tongue piercing rubbing me in a ruthless caress, shot barbs of desire up my spine. Her gaze flicked to mine as she continued mouth-fucking me in a provocative rhythm. My balls tightened, release hovered. Shit!
“Ray,” I growled, grabbing her hair, holding her still.
Her fingers dug into the flesh of my thigh as if telling me she wasn’t done, the added pain hiking my pleasure. Then she smiled at me, despite having my cock in her mouth. She grasped my balls, squeezing gently. And my mind got fucking lost in a world of sensations. My focus lasered in on her lush lips wrapped around my cock as she used her teeth, tongue, and piercing, tormenting me as she slid to the tip again. Then she lightly bit me—nearly destroying my control.
Hell, I had never been this desperate for anyone. Ever.
Growling, I hauled her off the floor and tossed her onto the bed. A smile broke free from her wet, swollen mouth, her dimples flashing as I fumbled on the condom and settled between her spread thighs. I swiped my tongue along her wet slit, then moved up her body, crushing her mouth with mine, kissing her deeply. Somehow, this girl, with her smiles and taunts, had slipped beneath the barriers I kept locked in place. And even in my messed-up head, I finally understood why I always turned up at that damn bar in the Mission.
Because of her. Only her.
She stroked my rigid length. I grasped her hand encircling my cock and slid the head across her wet slit, bumping her clit. She bit her lower lip. I held her gaze with mine, my grip firmed around hers as I pushed into her, wanting to see her every expression.
Hell, she was so damn tight. With a firmer thrust, I finally penetrated her and plunged into her snug body, stretching her open. My breath caught, and her eyes widened at feeling every inch of me. Her fingers grasped my forearms. Her legs came around my hips, locking me to her, and I sank farther into her.
Fuuuuck!The sensation of being inside her swept over me like a wave, cleansing, renewing, connecting, and so damn incredible.
