Just looking at him, she'd known it would be impossible to take his entire shaft. Her lips and throat had never been stretched like this. What, she wondered wildly as her body gushed arousal, was it going to feel like to take him inside her pussy?
Her mouth still on him, she groaned at the delicious thought of his cock stretching her wide. His penis throbbed hard once, then twice in her mouth. His fingers tightened in her hair.
“Don't do that again,” he growled. “Hell, don't even move.”
Suddenly, she could taste more of him, and knew that her inadvertent groan must have reverberated all around him.
Feeling wicked, she hummed really, really softly. His cock moved in her mouth, and she tasted him again.
God, he was delicious.
A heartbeat later, her mouth was empty.
Still on her knees, she watched him yank off his shirt, take off his shoes, and shed his pants and boxers completely.
Wow.
After already seeing his cock, she felt like she should have been prepared for his naked body, that it shouldn't come as such a hard erotic shock to see all those muscles, all that dark skin.
But she wasn't ready. And it was a shock.
She'd spent the past ten years working with models, both female and male. But she'd never seen this.
Luke Carson was perfect.
Belatedly realizing she was sitting there with her mouth hanging open, she gave him a saucy little smile. “Now that I've started to get used to how big you are,” she paused, licking her lips, “I bet I can do even better than that.”
But instead of stepping closer and shoving himself back into her willing mouth, he reached down and picked her up, one arm sliding beneath her legs, the other around her back, and headed down the hall, obviously looking for her bedroom.
“Later. I need to fuck you. Now.”
Chapter Seven
“Condoms.”
As she twisted her torso to reach for her bedside table, he pulled her panties off and threw them across the room.
If he didn't get inside her in the next sixty seconds, he was going to fucking lose it.
She ripped open the packet and reached out to put it on him but he knew he was already so far gone that if she so much as touched him, he would blow. Yanking it out of her hands, he gritted his teeth as he shoved the condom down over his throbbing dick.
And then he was crawling over her and she was reaching for him.
Goddamn it, all he wanted to do was to shove himself deep inside her and never come back out.
But even in his feverish state, where black had turned to white and white to black, he knew he couldn't do that.
He was too big. He'd hurt her.
God, he didn't want to hurt her.
He wanted to love her.
His cock head poised just at her slick opening, he stilled at the shocking thought.
What the hell was he doing bringing love into this? Into tonight?
Whatever happened, he had to remember that being with Janica was nothing more than sex.