Mismatch - By Nana Malone Page 0,50

the tingle in his balls signaled impending orgasm. His eyes met directly with Jessica’s bright blue gaze as she once again bathed the length of him.

She smiled up at him. “What? Did you think I was going to let you have all the fun?”

He had to get inside her. He couldn’t take much more of this. With gritted teeth, he pulled her away from her ministrations and shifted her so she lay beneath him again. He smiled down at her. “You have a wicked tongue.”

Her return smile was full of feminine power. “I learned from you. I told you I wanted to taste you.”

“Anything to make the lady happy, but right now, I think I may actually die if I don’t get inside you.”

Her only response was to raise her hips to his. He groaned out a curse as the tip of his shaft grazed her dewy core. His left hand fumbled for a condom in the nightstand. As he struggled to open the wrapper, Jessica refused to be patient.

“I just want to feel you for a minute.” She moved her hips again, and this time, the whole head was surrounded with warm, slick, tight female.

Eli slammed his eyes shut and dropped his forehead to hers. “Sassy, oh Jesus. You feel so hot.” He groaned.

He pulled back and quickly worked the condom on. When he returned, she was ready for him. Open, eager, slick, hot. He once again nudged the tip of his cock inside her and felt the muscles of her inner walls draw him in.

Slowly, he inched forward, watching Jessica carefully for a reaction. Every bit of energy he had was concentrated on not moving too fast. She met his gaze directly. Her pupils were dilated, smoldering and completely focused on him. When he was finally sheathed inside her, she squeezed around him, and he knew he was lost. Being inside her warmth felt like a homecoming. He rocked his hips forward slowly and was rewarded with another contraction. “You…So…God…Tight.”

“Mm, I think it’s a perfect fit.” Jessica met each of his strokes in time.

He pulled back to the tip and surged forward again. As he worked in rhythm, Jessica gasped and moaned with each stroke.

Deftly, he shifted their position so that she lay on top of him, not only giving her all the control, but also giving him better access to her full breasts. His hands settled comfortably on her hips as she rotated them. He couldn’t last long. He was aching to come, but now that he was finally buried inside of her again, he never wanted to leave.

He raised his head to suckle first one distended nipple, then the other, flicking the tiny silver ring with his tongue. Her breasts filled his big hands completely as he taste-tested the feast before him.

Their bodies rocked and mated to a beat only they could hear. When Eli knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer, he held tight. Reaching a hand between them, he gently stroked her clit, and she immediately started to quake around him. Throwing her head back as her orgasm rolled through her, she called out his name. Eli stroked in once more, then again, before finally giving into bliss. He shook with the force of his release, until he collapsed backward with Jessica on top of him.

Chapter 14

“Vince, tell me you got something, man?” Eli looked up at Vince hopefully.

Vince leaned against Eli's doorjamb wearing his ‘We're fucked.’ expression. “Sorry man, nothing came back on him except he has no discernable past beyond three years ago. Anything we could get him on is circumstantial at best.”

“What about the bracelet? What about the photo?”

“Without the bracelet, we can’t verify its authenticity. And the photo is iffy. Sure, he looks like the right age, height, and build, but facially, this guy is sort of a ghost. None of the other pictures we have on him is really conclusive. It’s most likely him, but I couldn’t get any of our vics to come forward with a positive ID. If he is our guy, then he's got enough money to afford fancy prosthetics to change his look. We only got a partial on the facial recognition.”

“Fuck.” Anger simmered close to the surface, and the threads of Eli’s control snapped. Gripping the edge of his desk, he dragged in a couple of deep breaths. “This is him, Vince, I know it.”

Vince nodded. “I believe you, but we still have the little problem of proof. If you can