Rock and Roll Country (Jesse's Girl #1) by Kandice Michelle Young

lips with mine. Melting into me, she deepens our kiss. Pulling her from the couch arm to my lap, I wrap my hands in the silk strands of her hair and pour my desire into her.
    The sound of the cab honking from outside interrupting us, I break away. “I can still leave if you want.”
    Panting for breath, she stands and takes my hand. “Stay.”
    Ignoring the angry sound of the horn, I allow her to lead me to the bedroom. Early light of dawn creeping through the curtains spread over her delicate skin, I watch as she removes her sweatshirt and sits on the end of the bed. “I know you’re used to girls who are open to everything,” she whispers, “but it’s been a long time since I’ve done this. Be gentle with me, okay?”
    “I could never hurt you, Sophie,” I reply, running my hands through her hair and kissing her forehead. “Never. If we’re moving too fast, we’ll slow down. Just say the words.”
    “Don’t you leave tomorrow? I mean today.”
    I nod. “On to Little Rock.”
    “Then I don’t want to stop. For once in my life, I don’t want to look back and ask what if. I just want to go with my gut regardless of the danger it’s leading me too.”
    “Okay,” I whisper, inching down next to her and gently kissing her neck.
    Tilting her head in response, she places an unsteady hand on my arm and slides it up my shoulder. Smiling at her, I pull my shirt off. Catching a glimpse of the black roses tattooed on my shoulder, she pauses. Suddenly exposed, I bring my hand to the spot where I immortalized Cressida. Lightly brushing her fingers over mine, Sophie moves it away.
    Leaning forward, she places a gentle kiss over each rose then licks her way to my jawline. Exhaling, I turn my head and capture her mouth in mine. Shifting my weight over hers, I lean her back on the bed. Wrapping her arms around me, she pulls me down on top of her. Desperate to taste every inch of her, I kiss her lips and work my way to her neck and down her chest. Brushing my lips over the smooth skin of her navel, I pause to enjoy the sound her giggles.
    “I’m ticklish,” she squeals.
    Smirk thinning my lips, I shake my head against her and continue my journey south. Pausing to take a mental snapshot of the way she looks in the panties she must’ve thought would keep her safe from me, I hook my thumbs in the waistband and tug. Arching her back, she gives me the access I need to set her free. Spread wide before me, she props herself up on her elbows. Double checking that she’s okay, I glance up at her. Saying nothing, she nods. Hands tucked under her hips, I draw her to my lips. The swollen bud of her arousal greeting me with a pulse, she tosses her head back.
    Thirsty for her, I tease and kiss her cleft. Grip tight on her hips, I caress the lips of her sweet pussy with my tongue and suckle her clit into my mouth. Body quivering, she gives herself to me. Stomach clenched with desire, I hold her steady as she finds her release. Unwilling to let go until she’s finished, I bury my face in her.
    “Jesse,” she screams, fisting the sheets as her body goes lapse.
    “Shh,” I whisper, standing and removing my jeans. “I’ve got you.”
    Stroking my painfully swollen dick, I make my way to her. Sitting up, she takes me in hand and runs her fist the length of my shaft and back up again. Throbbing at her touch, I growl in relief. Licking her lips, she takes me into her mouth. Tongue swirling around my head, she pumps my dick with her hand. Palming her head, I rock in time with her suction. Dick jerking with the threat of release, I pull her away.
    “I’m not ready to come yet,” I pant. “Not until I’ve had all of you.”
    Setting her eyes on mine, she unclasps her bra and tosses it to the floor. Lying back on the bed she crooks her finger and beckons me. Anticipation of feeling her squeeze the life from my dick guiding my way, I hover over her. Dipping my tongue into her plush mouth, I align the tip of my dick with the opening