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something more. Before she could decipher it, he pulled her face to his and kissed her deeply. He tasted of her, and she desperately wanted to taste of him. When their lips parted, he held her so close she smelled the scent of her desire on his breath.
“Listen to me.” He sounded angry, but his eyes told her he’d shifted into protective mode again. “I’m clean, but other guys…”
She wrinkled her brow in confusion. “No blow jobs? But…”
“It’s risky. You need to know.”
“But you just had your mouth all over me.”
“You said you’d only had protected sex. Guys lie, baby.”
The endearment softened his warning. “Are you lying? About being clean?”
“No. I told you I’d never lie to you.” He gritted his teeth again, then touched his forehead to hers and closed his eyes. It was the single most touching thing he could have done as he dragged her emotions all over creation.
“Christ, Amanda. I feel this need to make sure you know these things, and it’s messing with my head. I know it was… inconvenient to stop you when I did, but I have to know you’re going to be safe.”
He used such a caring tone, conflicting with the struggle to restrain himself written all over his face, but she knew, like everything else, she shouldn’t read too much into it. He cared about her as a person, and maybe as an employee, but that was as far as it went. This was a night of sex. Nothing more.
And it was his turn to be pampered.
“Okay. I promise I’ll be careful.” She gently pushed his chest, and he leaned back on his elbows, his chin set low, his eyes hungrily watching her.
She ran her hands over his thighs, stroking the length of them, watching the reaction of his cock as it bobbed against him. Taking a hint from his playbook, she spread his legs wider, holding them there as she dragged her tongue over his sac and felt it tighten against her tongue. He groaned with pleasure, thrilling her to no end. She’d given a blow job before, but it was a very long time ago, and she’d never experimented below. She wanted to experience everything with Mick. She cupped his sac, fondling as she licked his sensitive skin. She made a point to keep her eyes trained on his. Watching him watching her, seeing the restraint and desire warring in his features filled her with the power of control. She dragged her tongue from base to tip along his hard length, repeating the move until he was panting, his muscles corded tight. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and swirled her tongue over the broad head, laving and teasing his sensitive glans.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “That’s good, baby, so good.”
The compliment gave her the courage she needed to lower her mouth over his shaft and take him in deep, withdrawing slowly, letting her mouth acclimate to his girth and length. Her hand followed her mouth in tight strokes up and down his cock, ending each with a swirl of her tongue along the tip. She felt him swell impossibly thicker and knew he was close. She wanted to taste him, to know she’d given him as much pleasure as he’d given her. He sat up, tangled his hands in her hair, and guided her at a faster pace. She sucked harder, squeezed his cock tighter, shocked by her own eagerness to make him come in her mouth. Suddenly he tugged her head back and crashed his mouth over hers, kissing her hard. So fucking hard she felt it between her legs. But this was her turn. Her seduction, and she wasn’t done.
She tore her mouth away, and confusion filled his eyes. She wasn’t about to back down. He’d taken what he wanted—not that she was complaining—and she wanted the same. She wanted to take . “I want this.”
“Baby, you don’t have to go all the way. It’s okay. I’ll come later.”
“I…” The tenderness and heat in his eyes drew the embarrassing truth. “I’ve never let a guy…I’ve never...” Panic spread through her with the thought of leaving and not having done this with him, because
“Listen to me.” He sounded angry, but his eyes told her he’d shifted into protective mode again. “I’m clean, but other guys…”
She wrinkled her brow in confusion. “No blow jobs? But…”
“It’s risky. You need to know.”
“But you just had your mouth all over me.”
“You said you’d only had protected sex. Guys lie, baby.”
The endearment softened his warning. “Are you lying? About being clean?”
“No. I told you I’d never lie to you.” He gritted his teeth again, then touched his forehead to hers and closed his eyes. It was the single most touching thing he could have done as he dragged her emotions all over creation.
“Christ, Amanda. I feel this need to make sure you know these things, and it’s messing with my head. I know it was… inconvenient to stop you when I did, but I have to know you’re going to be safe.”
He used such a caring tone, conflicting with the struggle to restrain himself written all over his face, but she knew, like everything else, she shouldn’t read too much into it. He cared about her as a person, and maybe as an employee, but that was as far as it went. This was a night of sex. Nothing more.
And it was his turn to be pampered.
“Okay. I promise I’ll be careful.” She gently pushed his chest, and he leaned back on his elbows, his chin set low, his eyes hungrily watching her.
She ran her hands over his thighs, stroking the length of them, watching the reaction of his cock as it bobbed against him. Taking a hint from his playbook, she spread his legs wider, holding them there as she dragged her tongue over his sac and felt it tighten against her tongue. He groaned with pleasure, thrilling her to no end. She’d given a blow job before, but it was a very long time ago, and she’d never experimented below. She wanted to experience everything with Mick. She cupped his sac, fondling as she licked his sensitive skin. She made a point to keep her eyes trained on his. Watching him watching her, seeing the restraint and desire warring in his features filled her with the power of control. She dragged her tongue from base to tip along his hard length, repeating the move until he was panting, his muscles corded tight. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and swirled her tongue over the broad head, laving and teasing his sensitive glans.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “That’s good, baby, so good.”
The compliment gave her the courage she needed to lower her mouth over his shaft and take him in deep, withdrawing slowly, letting her mouth acclimate to his girth and length. Her hand followed her mouth in tight strokes up and down his cock, ending each with a swirl of her tongue along the tip. She felt him swell impossibly thicker and knew he was close. She wanted to taste him, to know she’d given him as much pleasure as he’d given her. He sat up, tangled his hands in her hair, and guided her at a faster pace. She sucked harder, squeezed his cock tighter, shocked by her own eagerness to make him come in her mouth. Suddenly he tugged her head back and crashed his mouth over hers, kissing her hard. So fucking hard she felt it between her legs. But this was her turn. Her seduction, and she wasn’t done.
She tore her mouth away, and confusion filled his eyes. She wasn’t about to back down. He’d taken what he wanted—not that she was complaining—and she wanted the same. She wanted to take . “I want this.”
“Baby, you don’t have to go all the way. It’s okay. I’ll come later.”
“I…” The tenderness and heat in his eyes drew the embarrassing truth. “I’ve never let a guy…I’ve never...” Panic spread through her with the thought of leaving and not having done this with him, because
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