When he just laid there without saying a word, I sighed and rolled to my side, and then onto my back again. I couldn’t seem to get comfortable no matter what I tried. I knew exactly what would scratch the itch that had me on the brink of insanity, but it meant breaking Menace’s no-sex rule. I glanced over at him sprawled out on the bed next to me, looking like every fantasy I’d ever had wrapped up in one incredible, sexy package. It felt like my entire body was on fire. I couldn’t stand it a second longer, so I threw the covers off of me, desperate for some cool air to soothe my overheated skin.
I let myself steal another look at him, and I noticed his eyes surveying my pink toes, my calves, my knees … and watched as his gaze stalled on my thighs. He was checking me out, no doubt about it. His voice was ragged as he asked, “Uh, what, uh… Whatcha doing over there?”
“Hmm?” I replied with my best doe eyes. “Nothing. Just getting more comfortable, that’s all.”
His hungry eyes skirted over the length of my body; then, he dropped his head back down on the pillow and closed his eyes. That ass! I knew he wanted it every bit as much as I did, but he was playing it cool. Well, I was done playing it cool. My sexual frustration had all but depleted my self-restraint, and feeling the heat of his bare skin next to mine wasn’t helping matters. I became restless and couldn’t stop fidgeting in the sheets thinking about his hands and how good they’d felt as he possessively took control of my body.
Needing to get a little closer, I rolled over to my side to face him. The hem of my t-shirt rode up, exposing my black lace panties, and I fought a tiny smirk as his eyes darted from my hips to the ceiling. I lifted my hand and placed it on his chest, slowly trailing my fingers over the lines of one of his tattoos. He clenched his jaw as he warned, “Parker.”
I knew he was reminding me about his rule, but I felt pretty confident that breaking a rule or two would be a hell of a lot better than this torture. “Hmmm?”
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing,” I lied as I inched a little closer. I could feel his heart start pounding beneath my palm as I laid my head on his shoulder and angled my mouth towards his neck, my warm breath against his skin. “Just getting a little more comfortable.”
“Mm-hmm.”
“What about you?” I asked as I gently drew circles on his pec with my fingertip. “Are you comfortable?”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
His focus dropped down to my breasts, clearly visible through my flimsy white t-shirt. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, and I couldn’t help but remember what else that tongue could do. “Are you sure?”
His breath caught as I let my fingertips move from his tattoos down to his abdomen. His cock stirred when I reached the waistband of his boxer briefs. I toyed with the elastic, letting my fingers brush against his flesh. When I noticed his erection pressing against the cotton fabric, I moved my hand down further, brazenly testing his arousal. A deep hiss escaped his lips as my palm ran over his thick shaft, and there I had it. Proof that he was just as turned on as I was.
“Thought so,” I whispered.
“You’re killing me, woman.”
“I’m just getting started.”
I feared he might resist when I started to lower his boxers down his hips, but he didn’t. Instead, he lifted his hips and allowed me to ease them down his legs, freeing his cock to the cool air. His eyes closed and his breath hitched as I wrapped my fingers around his long, thick shaft and rubbed the pre-cum around his tip with the pad of my thumb. I moved my hand up and down, teasing us both as I stroked his throbbing cock. I felt him grow even harder when I lowered my mouth and slid my tongue along the head, tasting him before I took him deeper. Menace’s head tilted back against the pillow as he warned once again, “Parker.”
While continuing to stroke him, I removed my mouth and asked, “You want me to stop?”
He inhaled a pained breath, then let it out slowly.
“I didn’t think so.”
His eyes clamped shut when I returned my mouth to his pulsing cock. He tangled his hands in my hair, silently begging me for more. When he tilted his head back and moaned my name, I became even more aroused. I loved seeing him like this, completely lost in my touch. A low rumble worked its way through his chest as I started to move faster, licking and sucking, making it more and more difficult for him to maintain control—something he clearly didn’t give up easily. Seeing the effect I was having on him had my entire body burning with desire.
I needed to relieve the ache that was building between my legs, so I sat up on my knees and straddled him, rocking my hips forward as I dragged my clit against his erection. Never in my life had I been so bold, but I’d never wanted a man like I wanted Menace. As I continued to move against him, I lowered my hands to the hem of my t-shirt and slipped it over my head, tossing it to the floor. His eyes flew to my full breasts, and I could see the last bit of resistance fade from Menace’s eyes as his passion took over. His jaw set and his eyes locked with mine as his hands moved to my hips. He hooked his rough fingertips in the waistband of my panties before giving an effortless tug and ripping them away from my eager flesh.
“Good God, Parker. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“It’s okay, Menace. I feel the same way.”
“No.” His eyes grew fierce as he growled, “Jared... Call me Jared.”
“Okay, Jared.”
The head of his cock pressed against my clit as his shaft slid along my center. I shifted my hips against him, letting the friction continue to build before I reached beneath me, taking his long, thick shaft in my hand, slowly stroking him up and down before positioning him at my entrance. With one swift thrust, he slammed deep inside me, giving me every inch of his rock-hard cock. I stilled, relishing the sensation before I started to rock forward. His hands dropped to my ass, pushing against me as he guided me in a slow, meticulous rhythm. I gasped when he shifted forward, finding that spot that made every nerve in my body tingle. He placed his hands on my hips as I slowly began to move, groaning at the jolts of pleasure that shot through me.
Without any warning, he eased up into a sitting position and wrapped his arms around me as he seized my open mouth with his. His lips devoured mine as he pulled me tight against his bare chest. His mouth blazed across my skin, hungrily traveling down my neck and then my collarbone and finally down to my swollen breasts. God, his mouth felt so good, so warm and wet. My fingernails ran across his scalp as I wove my hands into his hair, pulling him closer as he sucked my nipple into his mouth. He tormented me with his tongue, swirling the sensitive flesh between his lips. My hips moved faster, every rock increasing the pleasure inside me. “So fucking incredible.”
Jared’s mouth returned to mine and sucked my bottom lip. I placed my palms on his shoulders and gave a little push, wordlessly asking him to lie back and enjoy. He lay down and his fingertips dug into my hips, pulling me tighter against him with every grind. I braced my forearms on his shoulders to steady myself as I leaned forward to ride him.
“Jared, you feel so... Ohhhh, God.”
I was on the brink of losing control when he suddenly stilled; then, he grabbed me by the hips and rolled me underneath him but pulled away. “Don’t move.”