Deacon's Touch by Callie Croix

gently, rolling and tugging.
    On a gasp, Jessie opened her eyes and let him see the quiet yearning in her. An answering growl ripped from him, and he slid one hand up into her curls and tugged on a fistful. But instead of crawling up his body, she ignored the silent command and scooted down on the floor to nestle between his open thighs. She stared hungrily at his cock, and when she wet her lips, he seemed to swell even more.
    Leaning down, she nibbled and kissed her way down his hard belly, pausing when her cheek brushed the length of throbbing flesh in her fist, making him wait, showing him how much she wanted this.
    In answer, Deke tightened the hand in her hair and squeezed as he stroked the other over her cheek. “Taste me,” he said in a low voice.
    Lifting her head, she looked up at him from beneath her lashes as she parted her lips and slowly touched her tongue to the bead of moisture at the tip of his cock. His low rumble of enjoyment created a hot throb between her thighs. She loved the sexy way he dominated her.
    His grip on her hair tightened, tugging her downward. “Suck me, sugar.” His voice was a low rasp. “I want to see that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock."
    His words sent a flare of heat through her body, making the ache in her clit worse. She lowered her gaze and slowly opened her lips around the thick head. Her tongue swept over the sensitive crest before she began sucking on him. Deke moaned and thrust his hips slightly into her mouth, making pleasure flow through her veins in thick waves.
    Glancing up, she gripped the base with one hand and slid the other between his thighs to fondle and tease his balls. Deke hummed low in his throat and rubbed his fingers over her scalp. He closed his eyes, as though savoring the feel of her mouth engulfing him. “So good, baby."
    The words made her even hotter, but the tenderness in his tone filled a place inside her that was starving for his approval. Jessie made a hungry little sound and took him deeper, sucking slow and easy, unable to get enough. He was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. Salty and tangy, all gorgeous aroused male. Addictive as the hand in her hair and his low voice urging her on.
    He gently controlled the slow bob of her head and smoothed a palm over the curve of her ass raised in the air. “You like sucking my cock, don't you, sugar?"
    "Mmmhmm,” she hummed around his hard flesh.
    He trailed a finger over one ass cheek. “Turn around. I want to play with your pussy while you suck me."
    His graphic words sent a thrill shooting through her. She needed more of his touch. Craved it with a power that frightened her as much as it aroused her.
    With the need drowning out anything else, she shifted on her knees and moved to the side to angle her body for his pleasure, exposing the slick folds of her sex to him. The position was submissive in the extreme, but she couldn't bring herself to care. Deke leaned over and lowered a hand toward her. Her body tensed in anticipation, dying for the moment when he would finally touch her.
    When she moved closer to his hand, one long finger finally traced the delicate crease between her cheeks. Lower. Lower, until she jumped and looked up at him in shock, automatically reaching back to grab his wrist and stop him. Deke merely smiled and gently disengaged from her hold as he guided her head back into place.
    She obeyed the silent command, eyeing him warily as she moved her mouth up and down his length, her other hand resuming its exploration between his thighs.
    His expression tightened. “Yeah, right there... Damn, I love the way you suck me."
    Warmed by the praise in his voice, she lost herself in pleasuring him. Deke skimmed down the crease between her buttocks again, this time barely brushing over the tight rosette. She jerked like he'd slapped her, but he held her head in place and blocked her flailing hand. “Shh."
    She made a sound of protest and tried to move her hips away, but then he