Kissing, licking, stroking, she went even lower, slowly going to her knees as she attempted to wrap her fingers around the too wide flesh of his cock. Flushed, dark, silk over heat-infused iron, the heavy shaft throbbed beneath her fingers.
Enclosing it in her hand wasn’t happening, but still, she stroked and caressed the heated flesh as she allowed her tongue to reach out and flick against the damp, engorged head.
“Hell, yes.” The broken sound of his voice only made her hotter, made the act sexier. “Suck it, Tehya. Suck my dick, baby.”
His hips pressed forward, the flared crest pressing against her lips, pushing between them, as she sucked it slowly, teasingly into her mouth.
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Staring down at her, Jordan fought to hold back the overwhelming hunger to push her to the floor and just fuck her. Never had he known a need for a woman as he did for this one. She was like a flame burning inside him, the conflagration spilling from her, into his veins, across his nerve endings, and burning straight to his soul.
As those sweet, pouty lips parted, stretching around the width of his cock, he felt pure lust explode through his balls, tightening them further. Carnal, blistering in its heat, feverish hunger struck his senses. It had been too long since he’d had her, too long since the pleasure he’d only found with this woman had torn through his senses.
His fingers tightened in her hair, a convulsive, almost involuntary movement, as he filled both hands with the fiery curls. Holding her head in place, he controlled the impalement of her lush lips. Watching her take him so intimately, with such pleasure and hunger, spiked the dominance that raged through him.
Needs that he normally had complete control over went haywire the moment he touched her. The moment she touched him. Nothing mattered but the pleasure that raged between them and the burning heat they shared. He watched as her cheeks hollowed, her face flushed, and pleasure tightened the muscles of his thighs painfully.
Damp heat enclosed his cock head as her nimble little tongue swirled around the tip of the engorged head of his cock, before moving beneath to rub against the exquisitely sensitive spot located there.
Staring down at her enraptured expression, he held her head in place, his hips shifting, moving slow and easy as he fucked her swollen lips, barely holding back a snarl caused by the near violent ecstasy rushing through him.
Son of a bitch, it was so fucking good. Addictive. Pure hot lust licking over his flesh. Her mouth was like damp fire, searing his flesh, shredding his self-control. Pleasure tore through his system, laying waste to any precautions he could have taken to remain emotionally distant from her let alone controlling the addictive need for her touch.
She was his weakness, it was something he had sensed she would be for years. The one woman he couldn’t walk away from or bear losing. She was his pleasure, his pain, and if he didn’t fuck her, soon, then she would be the death of him.
Tehya wanted to protest as she felt Jordan’s hands gripping her shoulders, drawing her to her feet. Her lips parted to speak, but at the same time his hands moved to her jeans, strong fingers releasing the metal buttons that held them on her hips.
Her gaze jerked downward, her attention suddenly held by the fact that she was being undressed. That Jordan was undressing her. For some reason the thought of it was powerfully arousing.
“Get those sneakers off,” he demanded, his expression hard as he stared up at her from where he crouched in front of her.
She toed off her shoes, her breathing heavy and labored as she felt her body preparing for more, begging for more. Her pussy ached, her clit rasping against her panties as her hips shifted.
Within seconds, he had her naked, standing before him, flushed, her body silently begging for his touch.
Staring at her swollen breasts, he drew his shirt from his powerful shoulders, the heavy muscles moving erratically with his breath.
As he leaned against the side of the couch, he removed his boots, then shed his jeans before straightening, his hard fingers gripping the base of his cock.
“I’ve never been so damned hard in my life,” he groaned as he moved to her, his hand gripping her hip as the other cupped her cheek.
His head lowered, his lips brushing against hers. A deep male groan filled the air and the kiss became deeper, causing a heavy fatigue to invade her limbs as her thighs clenched in response to the surging ache between them.
“Sweet baby,” he whispered as he eased her back.
The edge of the chair pressed against the back of her legs.
“Sit down for me, Tehya.”
God, it was so damned sexy. Wicked.
She eased into the chair, the soft, expensive leather cushioning her as he knelt in front of her and spread her legs.
“Come here,” he said gripping her hips and easing her forward until her hips rested on the edge of the chair, giving him easy access to her.
His lips pressed to her thighs, first one, then the other. His tongue licked against her flesh, heating her further as her clit throbbed and seemed to become more swollen.
“Stop teasing me!” The harsh cry was thick, desperation echoing through it, as his fingers trailed fire to the bare folds of her pussy.