On Jason's Watch [Paladin Protection Agency 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Susan Hayes Page B

tongue over the slit at head of his cock and then lowered her head to take it into her mouth. His body tensed, and his hips bucked instinctively, driving himself deeper into her mouth. She heard him suck in a breath that ended with a chuckle, and then his hand was tangling in her hair.
    “Good morning to you, too, sweetheart.” Jase’s fingers caressed her scalp lightly.
    Jazz hummed a wordless greeting and was surprised when his cock jumped in response. She did it again, and this time Jase’s hips rose and she heard his breath hiss over his teeth. Empowered, she combined a low hum with a swirl of her tongue and bit back a laugh at the result.
    “You’re sure you’ve never…” was all he managed to get out before she drew several inches of him into her mouth and sucked lightly. After that, he stopped trying to speak.
    She quickly lost track of time, exploring him with her mouth and hands. His unique musk was in her nose, and she savored it, loving the way his scent filled her senses. She would kiss her way down his cock and then back up again, pausing every time she heard his breath catch or his low groans of approval. Soon she knew just where he was the most sensitive, and she lingered over those spots, tracing patterns over his skin with the tip of her tongue.
    She wanted to make him feel as good as he’d made her feel last night. He’d had other lovers, and she wanted to be sure that no matter what happened after this, he’d remember her. She needed him to remember their time together, just as she would. The beast inside her grumbled from the dark recesses of her mind, and she knew it was distinctly unhappy at the idea of letting him go. She ignored it. Some things were beyond her ability to control. All they really had was this moment, and she wanted it to be memorable.
    The muscles of his thighs were taut and his breathing was a low rasp when he finally groaned her name and tugged at her hair. He drew her mouth away from his dick, and she let her tongue slide over the tip of his cock as she released him. She brushed the veil of her hair out of her eyes and met his hungry gaze.
    “Come up here.” His hand left her hair to close around her wrists, drawing her up his body. As his lips took hers in a torrid kiss, he guided her to where he wanted her to be. She lay sprawled across his chest, her hands on either side of his head and her legs straddling his hips. His cock was trapped between them, every steel and velvet inch of it pressing along the seam of her pussy. She arched herself against him and gasped as a bolt of raw pleasure coursed through her. She felt herself grow wet with need, and she shifted again, her labia parting around his cock. The pressure against her clit grew stronger, and she moaned into his mouth, riding him with growing urgency.
    He finally broke her kiss to murmur, “You can wake me up like this any time you want to, sweetheart. But I think you’re getting ahead of yourself.” She watched in bemusement as he reached between them to insinuate his hand between their bodies, pinpointing her clit with unerring accuracy. “First, you need to come for me, and then we’ll come together.”
    She opened her mouth to protest this diversion from her plan, but all that came out was a gasp as he flicked his fingertips over that sensitive nub again.
    “We’re tangled up and naked, so no arguments,” he warned her, his eyes almost glowing with the heat of his desires.
    “I should never have agreed to that rule.” She groaned brokenly. He kept up his relentless caresses, swirling his finger around her clit in teasing circles until she was shaking and she could feel that her entire pussy was slick and wet. When she thought she would not be able to take another moment of the sensuous torment, he would reward her with a single swipe to the tiny cluster of nerves that had become the focus of her entire world.
    Her head sagged forward and her eyes closed as his touch fell into a rhythm and her body