Taking the Heat (Jackson: Girls' Night Out 3)

“No,” she whispered.

“Then touch me.”

She shivered again. She couldn’t help it. His words were as rough as the edges of his fingers where they teased her nipples.

Her hands felt clumsy now, but she did as he’d ordered. She spread her fingers along his ribs, then slid them down to his hips. She’d meant to tease him a little longer, but now she was the one who wanted his jeans off. They were in the way. She wanted all of him.

She unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper carefully down. Her mouth went dry at the sight of the erection outlined so clearly against his gray boxer briefs. It was difficult to believe that she had access to a cock like that after so many years of celibacy. Maybe it was her reward for waiting.

She wanted to touch him then, but she didn’t. Instead she shifted aside and tugged his jeans down.

“Wait,” he said, startling her, but he only dug into his pocket for a condom. Then he helped push the jeans off and raised his hips so she could slide his underwear off, too.

She couldn’t help the breathy Oh that escaped her mouth once he was fully naked. His cock looked so thick framed by his narrow hips. Her fingers curled, but she still didn’t touch him.

She straddled his thighs again, loving how hot his naked skin was against hers. “Look at you,” she breathed, taking in the sight of him beneath her.

“Look at you,” he countered.

She smiled because she didn’t have the slightest desire to cover herself. He could look all he wanted.

Leaning forward, she kissed his ribs again, loving the way his cock pressed to her breasts. Apparently, he loved it, too, because he gasped in shock. She slid a little lower on his legs, pressing her body along his erection, and he cursed under his breath.

God, sex was so much fun.

When she kissed his belly, she teased him by dragging her open mouth along his skin only inches from the head of his cock. A glance up told her that he was watching intently. Waiting. Smiling, she ducked her head and kissed a path to his side. There was one last thing she wanted to do before things got serious.

His hips were tight with muscle just like the rest of him. She licked the V-shaped line that crossed down his hip. Then she did what she’d been wanting to do for days. She bit him.

He jerked in shock beneath her mouth. “Mmm, sorry,” she murmured. Then she pressed her teeth to him again, more slowly this time, feeling the give of him under her teeth. She left the faintest of imprints there, but she licked him in apology. “I’ve been wanting to bite you,” she said.

When he pushed her hair off her face, she bit the ball of his thumb, too.

Gabe gasped out a shocked laugh. “Fine, but just watch where you’re biting.”

“Oh, you mean when I’m sucking your cock?” she asked.

“Yes,” he said, and now the hand in her hair was guiding her toward him.

“You want to feel my mouth?” she whispered.

“Yes.”

Her heart fluttered, her nervousness trying to make a comeback. She tried to hide her uncertainty with boldness. “Tell me you like it.”

“I love it,” he said. She pressed a kiss to the crown, then circled it with her tongue. “I love your mouth,” he groaned.

That was all she needed to hear. She didn’t start out slow the way she had the first time. Instead she took him deep into her mouth, her heart speeding at his grunt of surprise.

“Oh, fuck, I love your mouth,” he groaned as she sucked at him. He seemed inclined to skip the preliminaries tonight, too. He framed her head with both hands and eased her down until he hit the back of her throat. Veronica was relieved to find that she didn’t gag. She liked him that deep. It made her feel...triumphant. Maybe she’d unpack that ridiculous thought later, or maybe she’d just enjoy it, because she loved his breathless words right now, whispering, “Just like that. God, just like that. It feels so good.”

She slid up and down, not needing the guidance of his hands anymore. She could tell he liked it by the way his thighs tightened with every draw of her mouth, the way he pushed up to meet her, the way he groaned with pleasure. She slipped her hands down his hips and dug her nails into his ass.

He cursed, but before she could take him deeper again, his hands lifted her head. “I’m sorry. It feels too good. And I really want to fuck you.”

She laughed at that, because there were a couple of options here and both of them were good. She could refuse to comply and keep doing this until he cam

e, or she could climb a little higher on his body and fuck him.