Rock Me Deeper (Licks of Leather #5) - Jenna Jacob Page 0,64

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“Syd,” I warned with a low growl. “If you don’t put your fingers, mouth, or cock inside me this instant, I’m…I’m going to put my clothes on and leave you here to jack off again alone.”

He pulled his hands off my thighs, and I wanted to howl with regret for issuing such a stupid ultimatum. I tried to figure out a way to take it back, but my brain cells weren’t working. The cocky half grin kicked up on one side of his mouth wasn’t helping, either, though it told me he didn’t buy my idle threat, thank god.

Syd released the button of his jeans and started easing the zipper down. As he dragged it over his bulging erection, he clenched his jaw and sucked in a painful hiss. His angry cock, swollen, leaking, and pulsating, burst free and a gratuitous groan tore from his throat as he kicked his jeans aside. A mischievous twinkle danced in his eyes as he wrapped his talented long fingers around his shaft and slowly started stroking himself. “Would you really leave me again like this, Caris?”

I hadn’t even realized I was licking my lips until Syd’s narrow gaze locked on my mouth. He started advancing toward me, prowling like a hungry animal as I blindly backed away.

“You’re not going to leave, are you? No. You’re dying to touch me. Dying to swipe your pretty pink tongue over my dripping crest to see if I still taste the same, aren’t you, angel?”

The breath I didn’t even know I’d been holding exploded from my lungs in a rush. As Syd prowled closer, I continued retreating until the backs of my knees bumped the edge of the mattress.

The man knew I had no intention of walking out. When we were young, Syd could read my thoughts, moods, and feelings as if he’d been hardwired to my psyche. At first, I was terrified that he’d use my transparent insecurities against me. But he hadn’t. That was one of the reasons I’d fallen so hard. His unconditional love and acceptance had filled all the empty spaces in my soul.

Of course, that was then.

Being with Syd now, I couldn’t afford to think past this minute, hour, or day. All I could do was bask in the euphoric serenity of feeling completely alive and home again in his arms.

“I know, baby…I know.” All traces of playfulness had evaporated, replaced by raw, impatient hunger reflecting in his erotic, half-lidded stare. “I’m dying to find out the very same thing. Dying to drag my tongue up your slick, hot center. Dying to stab deep inside your tight pussy. Dying to feel and hear you explode all over my face. And dying to squeeze inside your silky cunt, fill and stretch you while your tight walls are still clutching and pulsating while your juice is still sizzling over my tongue.”

Holy mother of…

The lurid dirty words pouring off his tongue were definitely a side of Syd I’d never seen before. And lord help me, it flipped switches I didn’t even know existed. The images painting my mind turned my legs to rubber and I flopped down on the bed. Eye level with his glorious fat cock, I stared in awe as Syd’s fist glided up and down his thick shaft. My lips parted on their own as clear beads of pre-come bloomed atop his blunt crest before spilling over and drizzling down his busy fingers.

“Lie back, angel. I’m going first.”

“I thought ladies always got to go first.”

“You’ll always shatter first, that much I can promise,” he said, kneeling down beside the edge of the bed.

Heart tripping and mind spinning, I fell back on the bed, bit my lip, and closed my eyes. Syd’s strong hands took command of my thighs and spread me open. Completely exposed to him again after so long, I couldn’t help but feel a bit shy and slightly embarrassed.

Would making love with him again be a shower of fireworks and blinding bliss like before? Or was I building this moment up only to be hugely disappointed? No. Though I wasn’t sure why, the connection between us felt deeper and far more combustible than when we were young.

Syd’s wet breath wafted over my pulsating core, and suddenly reason didn’t matter.

“Mmm,” he moaned. “Yours is still the pinkest, prettiest, juiciest pussy on the planet, angel.”

His heated breath lapped at my sweltering center, keeping time and intensifying the fire licking my spine. With a groan, I anchored my fists in the sheet, rolled