Cobb (Lighthouse Security Investigations #9) - Maryann Jordan Page 0,49

or keep laying here and fantasize about what the rest of him looks like?

He chuckled as though her words had been shouted. “Just keep laying there, babe. Once I get you completely naked, it’s going to be hard to hold back.” His belt unbuckled with a click and the sound of his zipper lowering seemed amplified in the room where the only other sound was her breathing. He shucked his jeans and boxers down his legs, kicking them off his feet before standing erect in front of her, fully naked, legs apart, looking like a god. And speaking of erect! His cock was as perfect as the rest of him. Long, thick, and as he palmed the shaft, a pearl drop on the end had her lick her lips again.

He bent forward once again, this time unbuttoning her jeans, and with a deftness she didn’t think possible, he pulled her jeans and panties completely off, throwing them over his shoulder. He placed a knee onto the bed, and with his hands under her thighs, he lifted her legs, exposing her to his perusal. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. For a few seconds, she was mortified, but then she saw the expression of ecstasy on his face as his lips curved and he breathed deeply again. Christ. The heat in the room skyrocketed.

Her brain was still focused on him sniffing her sex when his head dropped and his tongue licked her slick folds. Surprised, her hips jerked, and he shifted so that his shoulders kept her legs apart and one large hand on her stomach held her in place. He began to feast as a starving man, licking, tonguing, and sucking until she thought she would spontaneously burst into flames. Her fingers dragged through his hair again, and every muscle in her body began to tighten in anticipation. He inserted a finger deep into her channel, quirking it in just the right way to hit the spot. As he sucked on her clit at the same time, the explosion shook her entire body and she cried out his name. His finger and tongue rode out her release as her legs and arms fell gracelessly to the side.

Barely noticing that his lips were now moving back up over her body, she became acutely aware as he danced his tongue and lips over her breasts before moving up to kiss her. With one thrust of his tongue she tasted her essence on his lips, something she’d never experienced before.

Arching up, she wrapped her arms around him, their kiss not breaking. Mumbling against his mouth, she said, “Want top.”

He flipped over, and now she lay on top of his broad body. Scooting upward, she straddled his legs and grinned, shimmying downward to encircle his cock with her hands. Another groan was dragged from his lips as she gently spread the pad of her thumb over the tip, smearing the drop of pre-cum before bending to lick from root to end.

“Christ Almighty, Josie,” he growled, his fingers spearing through her hair.

Filled with a sense of power, she lowered her breasts to his thighs and took his cock into her mouth. He continued to make noises rumbling from deep inside his chest as her lips glided up and down, alternating between sucking and long, slow licks. His hips jumped, and she grinned around his cock. Her hands were on his thick thighs, the muscles taut beneath her fingertips.

He had lifted his head and their gazes were as connected as their bodies. His eyes were dark and unfathomable, and she would have had no idea the emotion he was feeling other than the moans he continued to rumble between clenched teeth.

Cobb was by far the most well-endowed of any partner she’d had. There was no way her mouth could take in all of him, so she used her fist at the base to pump along with her sucking. His hands reached out, fisting in her hair, stinging slightly but not enough to cause pain.

It was powerful to feel the strong man underneath her, knowing she was the one in charge. And yet she never doubted the strength in him. He was giving as much as taking.

Finally, through gritted teeth, he said, “That’s enough, babe. Sit on me.” She hesitated for only a few seconds, then he growled, “Seriously, Josie. If you want me to come in your mouth another time, I’m game. But the first time I come with you, I want to be buried