Body Rush (Masters of Pleasure 1)

His gaze softened as he watched her slide off the counter. “Did I earn my reward?”

She went to her knees and looked up at him. “You did very well. Your mistress is pleased.” Without another word, Roni opened her mouth and sucked Jake’s cock deep.

“Fuck, girl.” Jake groaned and threw his head back.

She took him deeper, then slid his hot length all the way out again. She traced the bulbous head with her tongue and heard him curse. She smiled, enjoying herself. Suddenly, he appeared ready to take back the reins.

“You’re a little tease. Suck it for me, princess.” He grabbed handfuls of her hair on both sides of her head, and guided her down until her mouth was stuffed full with his girth. His balls pressed against her chin. Roni let her teeth graze him enough to have him cursing and releasing her.

She pulled her mouth off him and said, “That was just a warning. You’d do well to stand there like a good boy

.”

“Damn hellion.”

She laughed at his disgruntled tone but noticed he did indeed do as instructed, his hands fisted at his sides as he waited for her to pleasure him. Roni didn’t make him wait long. She licked his balls as a reward for good behavior, drawing a groan from him. Hungry for his male essence, Roni bent her head slightly and sucked him to the back of her throat.

She tongued him and knew he was all but ready to explode. She’d won their little game of tug of war. Of course, she didn’t think Jake minded all that much.

She continued to suck on him, licking and teasing then deliberately pressed her naked breasts against his hair-roughened thighs, massaging her aching nipples against his skin. As she swirled her tongue around his heavy length and played with the slit at the very tip, Jake pushed into her mouth so far she nearly gagged. Roni cupped his sac and squeezed. He cursed and took her head between his large palms and fucked her face. Suddenly, he let out a roar and exploded. Roni eagerly swallowed every drop, hungry for his come.

Swiping her tongue over his tip one more time, Roni released his cock and sat back.

Jake reached down and helped her to her feet. “I could get used to mornings like these.”

Roni froze. She was letting Jake stroke her hair and he was gazing down at her as if she meant something to him. What was she supposed to say?

“Jake, I—”

Jake dropped his hands and backed up a step. “This is the part where you tell me you aren’t interested in a serious relationship, right?”

Why did she suddenly feel so hollow inside? It wasn’t like her to fall for a guy so fast. “I’m not saying that exactly. I don’t know what to say because I don’t know how I feel. Yesterday you were a stranger. You came to fix my computer and now we’re standing in my kitchen naked. I don’t know where this is supposed to go.”

Jake cupped her chin and smoothed his thumb over her bottom lip. “How about if we just let it happen? There’s no need to decide anything, sweetheart. I give you my number. You give me yours. We see who caves first.”

Roni wasn’t sure if she was falling in love or not, but whatever those little butterflies in her stomach were, she sort of liked them. “I think that’s a very good idea.”

“Don’t be surprised if I cave first though. The thought of going more than a day or two without tasting those sweet lips of yours gives me hives.”

She laughed and smacked his chest. “You’re ridiculous.”

“I’m realistic.”

Roni bent and picked up his jeans. She handed them over and said, “I do have a suggestion.”

He took the jeans and started to put them on. “I’m all ears.”

“A friend of mine invited me to a cookout next Saturday. Would you like to go?”

He zipped the jeans and Roni turned to grab her camisole. She was beginning to feel seriously underdressed.

Jake snagged the camisole out of her hands and held it above her head, out of reach. “Would I be going as a friend or as your date?”

She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. “How about as my love slave who’s in serious need of discipline?”

Jake bobbed his eyebrows. “That’ll work.”

She laughed. “You’re hopeless. Give me back my shirt and go away, I’ve got things to do.”