He gazed at her, his concern obvious in his gorgeous blue eyes. “Baby, did I hurt you?”
“No. Now stand up.” She splayed her hands against his chest and pushed.
He did as she requested.
She took a moment to peruse the long length of him. “We have a problem.”
“A problem?” Jay raked his damp hair from his forehead. God, he looked so adorable standing there, his eyes filled with tenderness, concern.
She curled her lips into a seductive grin. “Yes. A problem.” Her gaze dropped to his crotch.
“I like your shorts.”
His brows knitted together in confusion. “Thanks.”
“Now take them off.”
Chapter 4
“Sweet Jesus, Laura,” he murmured, scrubbing his hand over his chin. The heavenly smell of her arousal lingered on his flesh and made him throb.
With a seductive gleam in her eyes, she stood up and slipped her fingers inside the band.
“Holy shit! What are you doing to me?” Sexual need made his voice husky.
Her smile stretched wickedly. “Of course, if you’d rather I didn’t…” Her throaty purr resonated through his body. Lord almighty, if she stopped, he was certain he’d die from longing.
He rushed to get the words out. “No, no. I’d rather you did.” He pulled her close and she melted all over him. Her body fit so perfectly against his. He brushed her hair from her flushed face and noted the provocative thinning of her sensuous lips.
A quick, sharp breath caught in his throat as her hand connected with his cock.
Anxious to feel her touch, he gripped the sides of his shorts and practically ripped them off. They fell to the floor and he kicked them across the room.
Panting as though he’d just run a marathon, he stood before her, his cock armed and primed like a space shuttle ready for liftoff.
She reached out and sheathed him with her palms. He immediately thickened and pulsed with desire. The feel of her warm, delicate fingers closing over his dick drove every sane thought from him. He kept his mouth clamped shut for fear of babbling like an idiot.
She idly stroked the wet tip of his arousal, then feathered her fingertips over his flesh, as though considering the texture, thickness, and length.
“I was wrong.”
“You were?” Fuck! Was she having second thoughts?
“I never should have called it Little Jay,” she murmured. Her voice grew raspy with desire.
The room began spinning on its axis. He gyrated his hips, trying to push his cock deeper into her palms. But she wouldn’t let him. She pulled back slightly and watched his cock oscillate as it clamored for attention. Her slow seduction nearly undid him. His low groan gave way to a deep, throaty growl.
She leaned into him. Her thick lashes fluttered against his flesh as she began kissing a path down his throat, his chest, and lower until they were face to face, or rather, mouth to cock. Pure raw desire seared his insides.
“It’s quite large.”
He blew out a shaky breath. He was in agony. Total fucking agony. His juices dripped from the tip and pearled on his plump head.
Laura brushed her fingers over his slit and drizzled the liquid over his swollen sex. Heat flamed through him and he knew if she wrapped her sweet, plump lips around him, it would take every ounce of control he possessed not to explode on impact.
She made a sexy noise and shifted. “It’s magnificent, really,” she admitted honestly, touching him with obvious pleasure.
Christ, she was so amazing. She was everything. So wild and untamed, with a passion that matched his own. A surge of warmth flooded his veins and produced an unfamiliar fullness in his heart.
Sheathing him in her hand, she opened her mouth and brushed her pretty pink tongue over her bottom lip. “Mmmmmm.”
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
Her soft moan nearly took him over the edge. Blood pounded through his cock and he felt it grow another inch. He needed to touch her, to taste her. Again and again. He reached out, stroked her breast, and pinched her hard nipple. She gasped and arched into him. Her uninhibited response brought him to new heights of arousal.
She looked up at him and lifted one perfect eyebrow. Her lips were parted. Her eyes were dark, heavy-lidded, and full of lust.
“Do you mind?”
Her warm breath fanned his engorged dick. She didn’t wait for an invitation. Before he had a chance to respond, her tongue snaked out and licked a path down the length of him. He became lost in the sensation as his cock absorbed the warmth of her mouth.
His legs went weak and he nearly faltered backward. He cupped her cheeks, his hands following the movement of her head as she closed her mouth around him and sank his erection to the back of her throat.
Reaching underneath him, she sifted through the tangle of dark hair and then grasped his heavy sac. Gently cupping his balls, she gave a gentle squeeze. The erotic, silky sweep of her long chestnut curls over his thighs sent him teetering on the edge.
He threw his head back and growled. “Jesus,” he cried out, and knew that was all he could take. Sweat trickled down his forehead as a tremor ripped through him.
He gave a lusty groan and fought to hang on. He wanted to take her to bed, to make love to her properly. Slowly, passionately, all night long, but he knew he was well past the point of no return.
The tantalizing brush of her tongue as she laved the soft fold underneath his bulbous head may have brought him to his peak, but it was her soft mewling sound of pleasure that tipped him over. He tangled his fingers through her hair when he felt the pressure of an approaching orgasm.
“I’m going to come, sweetheart.” He tugged her head to urge her back, but she refused to budge. She kept her mouth wrapped around him and sucked long and hard. His breath came in a ragged burst and his whole body stilled with the blinding pleasure.
Muscles straining, he
