hard. But he tamped it down, kept his face neutral as he went to an elbow and reached to cup the side of her face. Tucking his thumb beneath her jaw, he turned her toward him. “Suri, I’m not a boy, and I’m not looking to add you as another name to a list of conquests. I can show you what he cheated you of. I can bring you pleasure. If you’ll let me.”
Her eyes shimmered, but she blinked away the moisture. “I know you’re not him. And I’m not afraid of what’s going to happen, so you don’t have to treat me like porcelain. I’m more than ready for this. Have been since I first saw you.”
“Give me that condom while I can still think to use it,” he murmured.
She passed him the packet and waited, kneeling with her hands on her thighs while he cloaked himself. As he rolled it down, he couldn’t help darting glances at her round breasts with their pink nipples. The tips were already spiked. His tongue tickled. He couldn’t wait to get them in his mouth.
Because he didn’t want her fixated on his cock, however flattering, he cupped her chin again and rubbed her bottom lip with his thumb. “Lie down beside me, Suri.”
Her next ragged breath made her breasts quiver, but she lay beside him, her gaze locking with his. Her hair fanned over the pillow. Both hands rested beside her head.
He tucked her hair behind her ears, just for something to do to slow down this thing. She deserved better than this rough hut, better than him. But he wasn’t going to stop. She was in his blood. In his mind. Since the moment he’d spied her on the bed, her chin lifting in defiance, he’d been lost.
He leaned toward her and captured her mouth, rubbing as gently as he knew how, waiting for her to open. And when she did, he plunged his tongue inside, dabbing at her, until she began to suction softly, drawing him deeper. Naturally sexy, she was perfect. So sweet, so damn hot he ached. He drew back and kissed her nose, her chin, making her smile, then trailed his mouth and tongue down to her collar bone then to the tops of her breasts.
He scooted down the bed and climbed over her, making a space between her legs with nudges from his knees.
Without hesitation, she opened, plumping her pillow so she could watch.
Hunched over her, he cupped both breasts from the bottom of the generous globes and pushed them up, before bending and taking the first inside his mouth. There, he lavished it with licks and nibbles, at last drawing on it with increasing fervor until her eyelids dropped halfway and her lush mouth formed an O.
He showed the same attention to her other breast, pleased when she reached down to comb her fingers through his hair. When he drew harder, he felt her nails sink into his scalp.
Jackson scooted lower, kissing and nibbling at her soft abdomen, until he was there, hovering over her mound.
Her eyes opened wider; her breath held.
“Raise your knees.”
Slowly, she slid her feet upward. Then without his even asking, she let them fall open, making more space for his shoulders.
Her mound was covered with a light smattering of blonde hair. Her outer lips were pink and swelling. Her inner lips were a pretty pink, a shade darker than her nipples. He thumbed the top of her folds, found her clit, and pressed gently on it, earning her gasp. So she was sensitive. He retreated and glanced up to see her let go of the lip she’d been worrying with her teeth. “Watch me, Suri. Don’t close your eyes.”
She swallowed, but didn’t respond.
He bent again, thumbing open her folds and traced a path with his tongue from the bottom of her slip to the top, making sure his tongue dragged on her clit.
Her thighs squeezed his shoulders. One hand pulled on her own hair, the other cupped a breast. When he petted her mound, kneading and pressing, he saw her belly begin to quiver.
Again, he lapped her then scraped upward the top of her sex to expose her clit to the air and the lashing of his tongue.
All the while she stared,
Her eyes shimmered, but she blinked away the moisture. “I know you’re not him. And I’m not afraid of what’s going to happen, so you don’t have to treat me like porcelain. I’m more than ready for this. Have been since I first saw you.”
“Give me that condom while I can still think to use it,” he murmured.
She passed him the packet and waited, kneeling with her hands on her thighs while he cloaked himself. As he rolled it down, he couldn’t help darting glances at her round breasts with their pink nipples. The tips were already spiked. His tongue tickled. He couldn’t wait to get them in his mouth.
Because he didn’t want her fixated on his cock, however flattering, he cupped her chin again and rubbed her bottom lip with his thumb. “Lie down beside me, Suri.”
Her next ragged breath made her breasts quiver, but she lay beside him, her gaze locking with his. Her hair fanned over the pillow. Both hands rested beside her head.
He tucked her hair behind her ears, just for something to do to slow down this thing. She deserved better than this rough hut, better than him. But he wasn’t going to stop. She was in his blood. In his mind. Since the moment he’d spied her on the bed, her chin lifting in defiance, he’d been lost.
He leaned toward her and captured her mouth, rubbing as gently as he knew how, waiting for her to open. And when she did, he plunged his tongue inside, dabbing at her, until she began to suction softly, drawing him deeper. Naturally sexy, she was perfect. So sweet, so damn hot he ached. He drew back and kissed her nose, her chin, making her smile, then trailed his mouth and tongue down to her collar bone then to the tops of her breasts.
He scooted down the bed and climbed over her, making a space between her legs with nudges from his knees.
Without hesitation, she opened, plumping her pillow so she could watch.
Hunched over her, he cupped both breasts from the bottom of the generous globes and pushed them up, before bending and taking the first inside his mouth. There, he lavished it with licks and nibbles, at last drawing on it with increasing fervor until her eyelids dropped halfway and her lush mouth formed an O.
He showed the same attention to her other breast, pleased when she reached down to comb her fingers through his hair. When he drew harder, he felt her nails sink into his scalp.
Jackson scooted lower, kissing and nibbling at her soft abdomen, until he was there, hovering over her mound.
Her eyes opened wider; her breath held.
“Raise your knees.”
Slowly, she slid her feet upward. Then without his even asking, she let them fall open, making more space for his shoulders.
Her mound was covered with a light smattering of blonde hair. Her outer lips were pink and swelling. Her inner lips were a pretty pink, a shade darker than her nipples. He thumbed the top of her folds, found her clit, and pressed gently on it, earning her gasp. So she was sensitive. He retreated and glanced up to see her let go of the lip she’d been worrying with her teeth. “Watch me, Suri. Don’t close your eyes.”
She swallowed, but didn’t respond.
He bent again, thumbing open her folds and traced a path with his tongue from the bottom of her slip to the top, making sure his tongue dragged on her clit.
Her thighs squeezed his shoulders. One hand pulled on her own hair, the other cupped a breast. When he petted her mound, kneading and pressing, he saw her belly begin to quiver.
Again, he lapped her then scraped upward the top of her sex to expose her clit to the air and the lashing of his tongue.
All the while she stared,
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