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but he hadn’t had time to reset the alarms yet. Or check upstairs. Or—
“I thought all men liked having their cock sucked?”
Jesus.
Hearing those words coming from between those deliciously soft lips was enough to send every other thought out of Seth’s mind. Pre-cum dribbled from and moistened the head of his cock.
A fact Diana was well aware of as she scooped up that escaping juice with the soft pad of her thumb and rubbed it all over that mushroom swell. “Don’t they?”
“I can’t speak for other men.” A nerve pulsed in Seth’s tightly clenched jaw. “But what you’re doing right now feels fucking amazing!”
She nodded. “Good—” She broke off to look up wide-eyed at Seth as a gun landed on the tiled floor beside them, obviously having fallen free from the loosened waistband at the back of his jeans.
He bent to retrieve the gun and place it on the work unit behind him before turning back to her. “For God’s sake, don’t stop…”
Diana had no intention of stopping. She’d been a little unnerved by the realization Seth carried a gun, quickly followed by a surge of excitement at this stark reminder of just how dangerous this man was.
It was empowering to see the effect her hand stroking his cock was having on this totally self-contained man. Seth’s eyes were closed, cheeks slightly flushed, lips slightly parted, his jaw and throat tensed as his head fell back against his shoulders.
But she couldn’t touch him as she wanted to when he was wearing so many clothes. A hindrance she dealt with by removing her hand from his boxers and pulling his jeans down with her as she dropped onto her own jeans-clad knees on the cold tiled floor. What was a little discomfort when she had a dangerous man like Seth Armstrong completely at her mercy?
He stumbled to lean back against a kitchen unit as Diana removed his shoes and socks before slipping off his jeans completely, her breath catching in her throat as she viewed his long muscular legs and the way his black cotton boxers molded to his powerful hips and clearly outlined the swollen length of his shaft.
That will never all go in my mouth, was her first thought.
I’ll take what I can and hold the rest, was her second.
She had a little trouble getting the cotton material over that enormous length and then down, but she finally managed to remove the boxers too, only to then sit back on her heels to covet and admire his beautiful cock.
It stood tall and proud, thick dark veins visible beneath the smooth skin, and so long it bounced against Seth’s navel, smearing pre-cum over his flesh and dampening the vee of hair growing down and joining the dark, silky curls surrounding the base of that lengthy shaft.
Seth’s cock wasn’t only long, it was thick, so much so that Diana’s fingers barely managed to encircle the base, her other hand gripping his hip to steady her as she leaned forward to flick her tongue against the weeping slit and lap up his juices.
He tasted spicy and sweet at the same time, her closeness also allowing her to smell the hot musk that was uniquely Seth.
Addictive.
Her lips moved lower, licking and tasting, until she reached the base and began a trail back again, all the time aware of the tension in Seth’s body. His legs were locked in position, hands clenched at his sides, jaw tense.
She rubbed her cheek along his cock as she kissed his lower abdomen, loving the feel of the silky skin of his steely erection rubbing against her.
Without warning or build-up, she opened her mouth over the weeping head and took him into the heat of her mouth.
“Fuck!” Seth’s eyes opened wide as his hands moved instinctively to tightly grip Diana’s shoulders.
He took in the sight of her kneeling in front of him, fully dressed, her lips wrapped about his cock, her head bobbing as she sucked him in. Her mouth was moving slowly up and down his length, along with the suction and enveloping heat, caused an even hotter spurt of pre-cum
“I thought all men liked having their cock sucked?”
Jesus.
Hearing those words coming from between those deliciously soft lips was enough to send every other thought out of Seth’s mind. Pre-cum dribbled from and moistened the head of his cock.
A fact Diana was well aware of as she scooped up that escaping juice with the soft pad of her thumb and rubbed it all over that mushroom swell. “Don’t they?”
“I can’t speak for other men.” A nerve pulsed in Seth’s tightly clenched jaw. “But what you’re doing right now feels fucking amazing!”
She nodded. “Good—” She broke off to look up wide-eyed at Seth as a gun landed on the tiled floor beside them, obviously having fallen free from the loosened waistband at the back of his jeans.
He bent to retrieve the gun and place it on the work unit behind him before turning back to her. “For God’s sake, don’t stop…”
Diana had no intention of stopping. She’d been a little unnerved by the realization Seth carried a gun, quickly followed by a surge of excitement at this stark reminder of just how dangerous this man was.
It was empowering to see the effect her hand stroking his cock was having on this totally self-contained man. Seth’s eyes were closed, cheeks slightly flushed, lips slightly parted, his jaw and throat tensed as his head fell back against his shoulders.
But she couldn’t touch him as she wanted to when he was wearing so many clothes. A hindrance she dealt with by removing her hand from his boxers and pulling his jeans down with her as she dropped onto her own jeans-clad knees on the cold tiled floor. What was a little discomfort when she had a dangerous man like Seth Armstrong completely at her mercy?
He stumbled to lean back against a kitchen unit as Diana removed his shoes and socks before slipping off his jeans completely, her breath catching in her throat as she viewed his long muscular legs and the way his black cotton boxers molded to his powerful hips and clearly outlined the swollen length of his shaft.
That will never all go in my mouth, was her first thought.
I’ll take what I can and hold the rest, was her second.
She had a little trouble getting the cotton material over that enormous length and then down, but she finally managed to remove the boxers too, only to then sit back on her heels to covet and admire his beautiful cock.
It stood tall and proud, thick dark veins visible beneath the smooth skin, and so long it bounced against Seth’s navel, smearing pre-cum over his flesh and dampening the vee of hair growing down and joining the dark, silky curls surrounding the base of that lengthy shaft.
Seth’s cock wasn’t only long, it was thick, so much so that Diana’s fingers barely managed to encircle the base, her other hand gripping his hip to steady her as she leaned forward to flick her tongue against the weeping slit and lap up his juices.
He tasted spicy and sweet at the same time, her closeness also allowing her to smell the hot musk that was uniquely Seth.
Addictive.
Her lips moved lower, licking and tasting, until she reached the base and began a trail back again, all the time aware of the tension in Seth’s body. His legs were locked in position, hands clenched at his sides, jaw tense.
She rubbed her cheek along his cock as she kissed his lower abdomen, loving the feel of the silky skin of his steely erection rubbing against her.
Without warning or build-up, she opened her mouth over the weeping head and took him into the heat of her mouth.
“Fuck!” Seth’s eyes opened wide as his hands moved instinctively to tightly grip Diana’s shoulders.
He took in the sight of her kneeling in front of him, fully dressed, her lips wrapped about his cock, her head bobbing as she sucked him in. Her mouth was moving slowly up and down his length, along with the suction and enveloping heat, caused an even hotter spurt of pre-cum
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