A Holiday Temptation - Tiffany Patterson Page 0,50
She sighs as if a weight’s been lifted off of her shoulders. “You don’t have to say it back. It’s way too soon. I mean, we’ve only been together for a few weeks, right? And shit, are we even together? That’s kind of presumptuous of me.”
“Jackie?”
“Yeah?”
“You’re about to sit on my cock. It doesn’t get anymore together than that.”
Her eyes balloon before she bursts out laughing.
“I love you, too. Never stopped.”
A wrinkle appears between her eyebrows. “How can you say that? You hated me when I first walked into that boardroom a few weeks ago.”
Shaking my head, I say, “I thought I hated you. The truth is, I only wanted to hate you.”
She grins. “I don’t know if that makes any sense, but I’ll take it.”
I don’t know who moves in first, but we end up meeting in the middle, our lips finding one another’s. As always, the kiss sweeps away the need for any further conversation. I roll us away from the table and maneuver down the hallway to my bedroom.
As soon as we cross over the threshold, Jackie’s hand makes its way into my pants, searching out my cock.
“You’re getting good at that,” I murmur against her lips, noting how adept she’s become at what it takes to get me aroused. Hell, before my injury, I remember there were times when all she had to do was walk in the room, and I’d feel myself grow hard. And while my body doesn’t respond as quickly physically anymore, it only takes a few strokes of her hand before I feel my cock starting to come to life.
“I want you in my mouth.”
“Fuck,” I croak out as she slides off my lap and comes to her knees in front of me.
“No,” she urges, her hands stopping mine from undoing my pants the rest of the way. “I want to do it. You just relax.”
I let my arms fall over the arms of my chair as she makes sure to secure the brakes before returning to undo my jeans. My eyelids become heavy, but I don’t dare close them. I watch as she works to pull down my jeans. I assist by bracing my hands against the chair and lift my hips. She pulls my pants and boxers down the rest of the way.
“Shiiit,” I groan as her mouth wraps around the tip of my cock. This time, I can’t help but squeeze my eyes shut as the tingles from my erection begin to intensify. My stomach muscles clench, and my belly grows warm. I let my hands fall to Jackie’s hair, totally messing it up from the neatly tucked high bun she was wearing.
I begin to picture her waking in my bed with fucked up hair from the activities we’d done the night before, and I swear I grow harder. I have to open my eyes to see the real thing in action, not just a picture from my memory.
A groan escapes my lips when I find her eyes on me. We stare at one another, and the image of my cock in her mouth, as she does her best to suck me dry, completely undoes me. I tug at her hair more, clenching my fingers into a fist. The only thing stopping me from erupting is the fear that my hold might be too rough for her. But she sweeps that thought away when her head begins bobbing up and down at a ferocious pace. Her sucking becomes harder, and she pauses at the tip to swirl her tongue around the entire perimeter of my rod. All while still keeping her eyes locked on me.
That’s what undoes me. With one hand fisted in her hair and the other squeezing around the arm of my chair, I let go.
I stiffen from the waist up as the orgasm takes control. I have to fight to keep my eyes open, and in doing so, I watch as Jackie takes all of me, swallowing every drop that emerges from my shaft. It’s nearly enough to make me come again.
When she finally pulls back, allowing my cock to spill out of her mouth on a loud pop, her hair is a mess, her lipstick is smudged, and her eyes gloss over with arousal. In other words, she looks fucking incredible.
“How about we move this to the bed?” she requests.
My heart flips over in my chest. Yeah, this woman is mine, and there’s no turning back.
Chapter 16
“Oh my God,” I yelp as I groggily take