“Not as long as I’ve wanted you to do this,” hegroaned.
I smiled, tracing the lines of his cock with my tongue, taking my time, learning what made his breath catch, what made him groan, what made him stir or clench or spasm. Just savoring the feel and the tasteofhim.
In my somewhat limited experience, penises were all pretty much the same. Or so I’d thought. But I’d never actually had a boyfriend, and the men I’d slept with I hadn’t exactly taken my time with. I’d only given head a few times, pretty much because a guy asked me to, I’d never swallowed, and I’d definitely never done itlikethis.
As it turned out, penises were not allthesame.
Brody’s was thick and long and beautiful, and I’d never really thought of a cock as a thing of beautybefore.
Maybe because I’d never been in love with the man attachedtoit?
Everything about Brody was beautiful, and strong, and yet… there was something about his vulnerability that fascinated me. That he was making himself vulnerable to me, now… he wasn’t grabbing my hair in his fists and forcing his way into the back of my throat, or driving the rhythm or generally fucking my mouth. I’d been mouth-fucked before. It definitely wasn’t myfavorite.
Though if Brody wanted to do it, I’dlethim.
But he didn’t. He just leaned back and took what I gave. It kind of felt like I was worshipping him, here on my knees, caressing his strong body… and yet, like I had all the power. I was setting the pace, gradually coaxing him to the edge, and when I got him there, I held back, slowing down, making him waitforit.
I savored the feeling of Brody, a man known for his decisiveness, his bossiness, his managerial prowess, giving up controltome.
I savored his responses, every twitch or involuntary shudder, the flex of muscle beneath my hand, the tightening of his skin, the changes in his breathing… the way he started squirming around, his back squeaking against the wet tile wall as he got closer to totallylosingit.
“Jessa…babe…” was all he managed to say, and maybe that was my warning to get out of the way if I didn’t want to swallow, but no way was Idoingthat.
It was like I’d already told him: I wanted all of him. Nothing between us, everagain.
He arched off the wall as he came in my mouth, hot and thick, the taste of him salty and musky andhim. He groaned and kind of panted as I took it, everything he had to give, and when he fell back against the wall, I gentled my touch. But I still had him in my mouth, sucking, caressing, easing himbackdown.
He shuddered and bucked, sensitive to everytouch.
When I finally slid away, I said, “Tell me…” I was still down on my knees in front of him, peering up at his face, the both of us all blissed out and sated. “Tell me you’re not done with me.” And I did not justmeannow.
I did not justmeansex.
He knew that,right?
He hauled me up against him and delved his hands into my hair, kissing my face with dazed, sex-drunk kisses as he held me close, his pupils large in the dimlight.
“I will never be done with you,”hesaid.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Jessa
Brody Mason was takingme onadate.
I’d never been on a real date with Brody, ever, and I was so,soexcited I thought I might peemyself.
I didn’t tell him that, though. I just sat in the passenger seat of his truck, gazing out into the night, grinning like a lunatic and intermittently holding his hand, whenever he didn’t need it todrive.
After the show last night, we’d barely slept; we’d had sex so many times over the past eighteen hours we’d almost forgotten to eat, and I was sore and exhausted and giddy in a really, reallygoodway.
In a way that only made mewantmore.
Wherever Brody was taking me, I just hoped he was planning to do me again when we got there. The feel of him inside me, pressed against me, wrapped around me, his hands all over me, seeking, wanting… I was officially addictedtoit.
Besides, I figured we had years to make up for. Every time I opened myself to him, my body was an apology, a plea and a promise, telling him everything that I hadn’t yet found the courage to say… when we were alone, naked and fused together, all that was true in my heart could no longer be ignored ordenied.
I was in love with Brody. And really, what elsewasnew?
