Indecent Suggestion - By Elizabeth Bevarly Page 0,52

week, he meant. And any hope he might have for rational thought fled the minute she began to stroke him.

In spite of that, he managed to get out a halfhearted, “Don’t do this to me again, Becca. Not unless you’re planning to go through with it this time.”

In response to his warning, she slowly, slowly…oh, so slowly, tugged down the zipper of his trousers and tucked her hand inside.

Okay, so that answered that question.

She found him immediately—which, he had to admit, couldn’t have been all that difficult, since in his current state of arousal he practically ran out to meet her—and freed him through the opening in his boxers. Without hesitation, she fingered the head of his member, dampening her hand with the prelude of his release. Then she curled her fingers completely around his naked shaft and ran them slowly down to its base before slowly pulling them back up again. Unable to help himself, he hissed in pleasure.

Again and again, she moved her hand up and down his rock-hard rod, slowly at first, then gradually increasing both her pressure and her speed. Turner laid his head back on the leather headrest and closed his eyes, stretching one arm toward the car door and draping the other over Becca’s shoulders. He wasn’t sure how long they sat there, she kneading his flesh and he enjoying it, but after a while, he felt her hand come to a halt, and sensed her shoulders moving out of his grasp.

His disappointment was acute.

Until he brought his head forward again and looked down to see her bending over his lap. Until he felt her touching the tip of her tongue to the very sensitive head of his very aroused cock.

“Becca…” he said cautiously.

But as much as he wanted to voice his concern about the two of them being discovered out here like this, he couldn’t push the words out of his mouth. Instead, he pushed his hand through Becca’s hair, then along the back of her neck and over her shoulder, then down her spine to cup his fingers over the luscious curves of her ass. As she drew him more deeply into her mouth, he tugged on the fabric of her dress, and she shifted a little to aid him in his effort to drag the garment higher, until it was bunched up around her waist. As she drew him fully into her mouth, he pulled down her panties until her creamy flesh was bared to the scant moonlight. She was wearing those black garters again, and the sight of them striping her bare skin made Turner want to come right then and there. As she sucked him harder, he moved his hand again, pushing his fingers under the strip of black and spreading them wide on her sweet, naked ass.

She was so soft. So warm. So incredibly perfect. Again and again, he skimmed his hand over her tender flesh, at the same time reveling in the pleasure of having himself in her mouth.

As she gripped his cock at its base to hold him steady, Turner dropped his other hand to her hair, skimming his palm lightly over the silky tresses and curling errant strands around his fingers. She moaned in response to the movement of his hands on her, the vibration from the sound multiplying his enjoyment of her oral attentions. Her head moved slowly up and down in his lap as she took him deeper into her mouth, and the sight of that only excited him more. She squeezed his shaft lightly, then pushed her fingers deeper between his legs to incite him further, all the while wreaking havoc on him with her tongue and her teeth and her lips.

He’d never been more aroused in his life. But when his pleasure built to a point where he was about to come, he knew he had to slow both of them down. Or, at least, slow Becca down. He figured the best way to do that was to distract her, so he moved the hand on her fanny between her legs, dipping his middle finger deep into her hot, slick canal. She gasped at the unexpected penetration, thrusting her head upward, as he had planned. To keep her preoccupied—and to buy time to slow his own orgasm—he moved his finger inside her again, pushing even deeper this time, then bent to cover her mouth with his.

Gradually, she unfolded her body and sat up beside him, and Turner moved his hand to