Rock Me Deeper (Licks of Leather #5) - Jenna Jacob Page 0,69

we’re still a long way from that magical fifteen, boys and girls,” McCoy announced.

“Only by four seconds,” Sofia countered mulishly.

“A lot can happen in one second, Miss Jackson.”

“But nothing bad can happen in the magical fifteen you’re giving us? Right.”

“Sweetheart,” Burk warned. “Mr. McCoy is here to help protect us, not—”

“I know. I know.” She held up her hands that were trembling like leaves. “It’s just every time that damn alarm goes off, it scares the living shit out of me.”

“I’m sorry, but it’s meant to,” McCoy said softly. “Zattman isn’t going to come knocking on the front door. We know that. I’m not trying to make this harder on anyone, but if we’re lax or ill prepared, someone could die. I’m not willing to let that happen.”

The stress of not knowing if or when the cockbag would find us and not knowing what might happen if or when he did was taking its toll on all of us.

I was beyond thrilled to spend my days and nights with Caris, but none of us could escape the underlying tension and the knowledge that this wasn’t a carefree vacation. Not by a long shot.

“I’ll go get Dustin, Mom, and Aunt Gail,” Darren announced as he headed for the stairs leading to the lower level of the house.

The two women and the little boy were in another locked safe room next to the second kitchen downstairs.

“I’ll get Caris and Mia and meet you in the dining room for…tacos. I’ll even use a plate and not offer to share my sauce this time,” I drawled, clapping Ozzy on the back.

“You’re a sick bastard,” he groaned, shaking his head.

Like a bunch of prepubescent teens, we’d spent years trying to one-up each other with innuendos. While I’d never eaten a taco—real or figuratively—off the table, I’d love to set Caris’s sexy bare ass on the smooth wooden surface and devour her for days.

Still thinking about sliding my tongue inside her soft, sweet pussy, I reached the closet and adjusted my jeans. Mia might not notice, but Caris wouldn’t miss the massive boner pressed against my zipper.

With a light tap on the door, I announced my return, then entered the code and opened the door. Caris fell into my arms with a sigh of relief, then felt the iron rod in my jeans and flashed a seductive grin.

“Mia go on down to dinner, sugar. I need to talk with Syd.”

“Sure thing. See you two in a few.”

A few hours, I hope.

Caris didn’t say a word as we listened to the singer pad down the stairs. Silence surrounded us when she flashed a provocative smile and cupped my shaft. The shock of friction dragged a moan from my chest.

“I know dinner’s ready, but I was hoping I might have time for a little appetizer.”

“Little? You call this little?” I teased, rocking into her palm.

Her dark eyes flared. “I meant a little time to wrap my mouth around this.”

Caris squeezed my shaft and dragged her pink tongue over her bottom lip. Heat rolled up my body as I swept her off the floor and into my arms. Slanting my mouth over hers, I moaned as her unique flavor slid over my tongue. Need ratcheting up faster and hotter, I carried her across the hall to our room and kicked the door shut.

Tongues frantically tangling, I could practically feel her slick mouth sucking my dick as I set her feet on the floor next to the bed.

In the time it took for me to kick off my shoes, Caris was already working the button free on my jeans and lowering the zipper. Purring as my cock burst free, she tugged the denim to my knees, then pressed her palms to my chest and shoved my ass to the bed.

After tugging off my jeans, she knelt on the floor between my thighs and wrapped her soft, slender fingers around my shaft. With a feral snarl of approval, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

“I love that you always go commando,” she murmured, staring at my cock like a woman half-starved. “Makes things so much easier to get to.”

A grunt of agreement vibrated the back of my throat as Caris started stroking my shaft with a feather-soft touch.

“Mmm, that feels so good.” It did, but she wasn’t using near enough force or friction. But she knew that. The wicked minx was simply teasing me.

“Bet I can make it feel a whole lot better.”

“I know you can.” My voice came

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