Full Contact (Worth the Fight #2) - Sidney Halston Page 0,23
past third base tonight.”
“What are you, ten?”
“What the fuck were you doing at ten years old, Jessica?”
She snorted. “You know what I mean. You sound like a horny teenage girl, Slade. ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’? Come on. I’m old enough to go to fourth base if I want to.”
“Home run.”
“Whatever. You know what I mean.”
“Nope. No sex tonight. I mean it. I will not show you my tatt if you don’t promise. You’re not completely recovered yet. You’re still getting breathless.” She wanted to tell him it wasn’t the injury to her lungs that was making her breathless, but instead she groaned and nodded.
“Let me hear you say it,” Slade said. He was standing in his I’m-a-sexy-super-muscular-badass stance, except this time almost naked.
Jessica leaned forward on her elbows and rolled her eyes. “I promise I will not force my vagina on your penis, Slade Martin. All I want is to see your tattoo.”
He laughed. “Yeah, right.” He didn’t hesitate in sliding his fingers inside the waistband of his boxers and slowly sliding them down and down until there was not a single piece of clothing on his body.
Holy hotness!
She swallowed. Her mouth was suddenly very dry. The man was not shy. At. All! He stood in front of her buck-ass naked. His very erect penis greeted her, and all she really wanted to do was say hello to it right back. It was so close.
“So? What do you think?”
“I…uh…holy shit. I don’t think it’s going to fit,” she whimpered.
“You cursed.” He laughed and continued, “I was talking about the tatt. You wanted to see my tatt.” He smirked, one eyebrow raised.
She hadn’t even glanced at the tattoo. “Oh. Right. Tattoo.” She refocused her eyes and sat up straighter. It was impressive. The tattoo. Well, everything was impressive, but right now she meant the tattoo. The thick, intricate lines continued the pattern from his neck to his toes. “I’ve never seen a tattoo like this. If I was looking at you from the right, I’d never know you had a tattoo. It’s beautiful, Slade. Did it hurt?”
“Like a motherfucker.”
She laughed.
“Not everywhere, though. But this particular part.” He grabbed her hand and placed it on his pelvic bone. “Hurt like hell.”
Her fingers lingered on that area.
“Your turn.”
“I don’t have any tattoos.”
“That’s not what I meant, babe.” He licked his lips, leaned down, and pulled her to her feet. He turned her around and unzipped her dress, then sat down on the couch to watch her undress. She tried to do it slowly, seductively, the way he had. But she didn’t feel seductive. She felt awkward and nervous and suddenly very self-conscious. She felt trembly and fidgety, like a horny teenager about to lose her virginity. Super not sexy, Jessica.
She let go of her dress and it slid right off her body and pooled down her legs. She stood in her lacy bra and panties. He pointed a smug finger at the bra and panties, encouraging her to continue.
She reached behind and unclasped her bra but crossed her arms, holding her bra in place.
His finger moved side to side in a no-no-no movement. She closed her eyes, released her arms, and let the bra fall to the floor. She stepped out of her dress and kicked everything away.
“Keep going.” His voice had dropped into a different register.
She hooked her fingers into her panties and slowly slid them down. Now she was standing in front of the most perfect male specimen she’d ever seen, completely naked. His eyes roamed her body hungrily. He reached forward and pulled her to him by her waist. She staggered a little before she found herself on him, straddling him, though careful not to impale herself on him. His mouth crushed down on her and her body ground against his. Since she couldn’t have him the way she wanted, she slid down to the floor, between his legs.
“What are you doing?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes glazed over.
“So, you said third base included oral, right?”
“Uh…Jess? I don’t think that’s…” His word dissolved into a groan the moment her lips wrapped around his fully erect cock.
She began with her tongue only, as her hands went up to his chest. Her fingers stroked along his pecs, then his erect nipples, then his abs, which contracted under her touch. As she went lower and lower with her hands, they finally joined her mouth and the shallow kissing deepened. He thrust his hips forward, propelling his cock