what?”
Her want made her brave. “Touch me. Lick me.”
It was all he needed. Rough hands jerked her thong down, but when Leah would have moved to step out of them, he slid a warm hand around to palm her ass, pulling her forward against his waiting mouth.
Leah cried out as his tongue found her center, licking her with wet, slick strokes, up and down. He slid a finger into her, then a second, his fingers pumping in exactly the right rhythm as his mouth closed around her clit, sucking it gently as he worked it over with his tongue in short, perfect strokes.
Her orgasm came so fast, so strong, that she didn’t have a chance to prepare mentally or physically before she was bucking against his mouth, her cries mingling with his quiet groans of encouragement.
Just when her knees would have buckled, he stood, wrapping a firm arm around her waist before guiding her to the bed.
He pushed her down. Sit .
She did, watching as he quickly tugged off the tie she’d already loosened and peeled off his white dress shirt.
He watched her the entire time, his eyes locked hungrily on her naked body.
“Don’t you move, Red,” he growled as he stripped off the rest of his clothes. “Don’t you dare move.”
She shook her head. She wouldn’t. She was here tonight, all the way. Tomorrow . . . tomorrow was a different story.
But tonight , she wanted this. Needed this one last night with him.
Then, perhaps, she could let him go.
Jason kicked his pants aside before standing tall and proud before her, his cock as hard and long and as perfect as she remembered.
He started to move forward to place a knee on the bed beside her, but she stopped him with a hand against his hip.
Her eyes met his as she dipped her head forward, placing a soft kiss on the velvety tip of his cock.
Jason swore, his hands tangling in her hair.
Leah dragged her tongue down one side of the shaft, then the other, loving the way his breath came in shallow gasps.
She wrapped one hand around his base, the other lightly cupping his balls as she drew him forward. Leah parted her lips, resting the tip of him just inside her mouth.
And then she waited.
Remembered how he liked to be in control in this moment. How he liked to push forward and watch himself slowly sink into her mouth.
For a moment, neither of them moved, and for a terrible moment, she worried she’d remembered wrong. Or perhaps his tastes had changed; maybe some other woman had—
“Red,” he said, reverently, his fingers touching her cheek briefly.
And then his fingers crept to the back of her head, and his hips eased forward until he was seated as deeply in her mouth as possible.
“Christ. Christ. You remember that I like fucking your mouth?”
She nodded, just slightly, her mouth full of him, and he swore again, his hips pumping gently as he rocked in and out of her.
Leah let him use her. Loved the way he used her. The way he alternated his strokes between fast and shallow and long and slow.
His grip on her hair was tighter now, and just as she prepared herself to taste him, he pulled out of her mouth with a wet sucking noise.
“ Fuck ,” he muttered.
Jason bent to kiss her mouth, roughly, before moving to the corner of the room, rummaging in his bag until he came back with a condom.
He’d already ripped open the wrapper by the time he made it back to the bed.
“Scoot back,” he said, rolling the condom on with one hand, his other tweaking her nipple. “Spread your legs for me.”
Leah whimpered with need as she obeyed, moving back to the middle of the bed, biting her lips as she shamelessly let her knees fall apart.
He followed her onto the bed, surprising her when he dropped his mouth between her legs once more, laving her in hot wet strokes until she was on the brink.
“No,” she managed to gasp. “Not yet, not like that. Not without you—”
He understood.
Jason moved up her body, his hands finding hers on either side of her head. His fingers linked with
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