Rock Me Slower (Licks of Leather #3) - Jenna Jacob Page 0,38

suffer for me.”

“You’re a sadistic prick.”

I shrugged. “Maybe a little. But you’re not the only one suffering.”

“Ha,” she scoffed. “I’m not denying your orgasm.”

“No, I’m doing that to myself so I can make this last as long as humanly possible.”

Rising, I knelt on the bed and wrapped a fist around my screaming shaft. Mia swiped her tongue across her bottom lip as I slowly started stroking my angry dick with a hiss. With a hungry twinkle in her eyes, she stared at my gliding hand and the trail of pre-come dripping over my knuckles.

“Want a taste?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Clasping her slender fingers around mine, Mia’s ragged breath spilled over my leaking crown. Anticipation spiked. When she parted her plump lips and extended her tongue, it was nearly over before it began. Struggling to harness my control, I sucked in a deep breath and cupped her chin.

“Suck me down deep, sweetheart. I—” I’ve missed the feel of your sultry mouth. Whoa. No. That confession had no business falling from my lips. “Wrap that sassy mouth around me.”

With a sensual glide, she dragged her tongue over my blunt crest, sending fire to lick up my spine. She pried my hand away and wrapped her hand around me, scorching me with the heat of her palm. Mia slowly stroked me up and down with her heavenly fist, dragging a low growl from the back of my throat.

As she opened her mouth, I sank my fingers into her silky mane and shuddered when Mia wrapped her velvety lips around me. Then she pulled me to the back of her throat with such sublime, soul-stealing suction, my pulse hammered in my chest and ears. She peered up at me with a beseeching stare. Being at the mercy of Mia’s ravenous mouth again sent a salacious and familiar fire careening through me.

I was lost and found at once.

Cinching my fists in her hair, I guided her slick mouth up and down my shaft.

“That’s it, baby. Suck it down deep. Your mouth still feels like sin.”

The flicker of triumph skipping over her big green eyes told me I’d said too much. But when she cupped my heavy sac and began massaging my balls, I didn’t give a shit what I might slip up and say.

Her mouth and fingers felt so good, I knew I wasn’t going to last. I hadn’t been this close to embarrassing myself since high school. Of course, going without sex for almost a year wasn’t helping this catastrophe waiting to happen. I had no one to blame but myself for that. I’d grown bored and utterly disappointed sliding between the sheets with eager groupies for a few minutes of meaningless sex. None ever compared to Mia, to the way she effortlessly wrecked me, like she was doing right now. Sadly, another year from now, if I got desperate enough to stick my dick in another nameless, star-struck groupie, I’d be a million times more disenchanted.

Shoving the depressing premonition away, I focused on the here and now…on Mia’s spine-bending tongue bath. Each swirl, swipe, and sublime suck amped me higher and threatened to crush my restraint. Like always, the savage little minx was obliterating me, one silky lunge at a time.

All too soon, I was teetering on the brink of no return.

Determined to stave off the orgasm screaming down my spine, I pulled Mia off my cock with an audible pop. Still lost in a carnal fog, she blinked up at me. She was so wildly sensual with her lips all swollen and shimmering and her mouth parted, begging for more. I nearly sanctioned her silent request and dragged her plump lips back over my pulsating dick.

“Lie back and spread those silky thighs for me,” I rasped, thickly.

Her blonde hair spilled across the pillows as she complied, igniting the memories smoldering inside me.

A pang of longing and regret pierced deep.

“Condom?” she asked, quirking a brow.

The thought of putting a barrier between us was foreign. A week into our relationship, we’d both gotten tested, then tossed the condoms away since Mia was on the pill. I’d been clean my whole life, but I had no clue what her sex life had been, nor did I want to ask, at least not this minute.

With a nod, I eased off the bed. Cursing the icy floor, I reached into my duffle and grabbed a box of condoms.

“You still have a mighty fine ass, Oz.”

Darting a glance over my shoulder, I grinned at Mia now raised up on one