Page 98 of Javier

Missy

Javier’s wink resonated through me like the peals of a wind chime. His naughty grin lifted half of his mouth, proclaiming his commitment to more fun and games. The promises that sparkled in his eyes made my chest expand. He’d enjoyed giving me pleasure and, oh, what an incredible pleasure it had been.

In his arms, I felt cozy. I could’ve gone to sleep, but the hard heat of him pressed against my hip, reminding me that, so far, I’d been but a student driver confined to a one-way street. A question popped up in the back of my mind, unease roiling my stomach.

“Are you going to go away now?” I ventured without looking up at him. “You know, like you did the last time?”

“No.” A determined rumble. “That was a mistake,mymistake. I’m not going anywhere.” He cupped my face and studied my features. “Unless you want me to leave?”

“I want to do to you what you just did to me.” I sat up on his lap then knelt on my shins next to him. “It’s only fair.”

He dazzled me with his grin. “Hell if I don’t adore your sense of fairness.”

“I want to do it now.”

“Bossy Angel.” He chuckled. “I love it, but there’s no need to rush. We got all night.”

I had no time to lose. We could be ordered back to Astor House anytime. My FOMO—fear of missing out—spiked. I didn’t want to forgo a second with Javier.

“If oral should be available to any woman who wants it, then it should also be available to any guy who enjoys it.” I nudged my chin toward his erection. “May I?”

His throat bobbed. He leaned back on the pile-up pillows.Cradling the back of his head in his hands, with his body stretched out before me and his long, engorged sex resting against his belly, he offered himself to me. His eyes gleamed with his wild brand of desire.

I took a breath and reached out. I’d done this in my dreams, but not in real life. His handsome sex stood large and proud between his legs. My pulse raced and my fingers trembled as I settled my hand on his shaft. It was hard as metal and hot as a flame, and it surged at my touch.

“Ah, fuck.” He sucked in the air between his teeth and his entire body contracted.

I paused and glimpsed the expression that twisted his face.

“No, don’t stop,” he ordered at a rasp. “Never stop.”

Moving slowly, I feathered my fingertips over his length, gently brushing his sex from top to bottom, a distance greater than I had imagined. The shiver that traveled through his body and pebbled his skin was contagious. It quivered inside of me, wrapped around my core, and squeezed between my legs. I started to flow again. His sex reminded me of a living thing, a straining creature, silently pleading for my attention.

I ventured a glance at his face. “It’s so…”

“It’s so what?” he asked, his voice rough.

“It’s so much bigger than I imagined, so strong and stiff.” I licked my lips and kept exploring him. “It’s… um… You’re beautiful.”

“Beautiful?”He let out a hoarse chuckle. “I don’t know that anyone ever called it that.”

“Well, it is.” Keeping a soft hold around him, I traced the blue veins that bulged over his swollen flesh with my fingertips. “Do you like it like this?”

“Like that, but firmer.” He put his hand over mine and squeezed until my fist held him tightly. He moved my hand upand down, firm, stern strokes that felt harsh to me, but seemed to please him enormously.

“Yeah, like that,” he grunted. “That feels good. You might want to…” A groan cut his words short.

“I might want to do what?” I asked, marveling at the way his sex continued to expand between my fingers and enjoying his strong response to my touch.

“Add a little moisture?” he suggested, his voice strained.

“Moisture?”I blinked a couple of time keeping my hold on him. “Oh.”

I gathered my saliva in the well under my tongue, and cupping my mouth, wetted my palm. I stroked his sex again, coating him thoroughly, gliding my fingers along his shaft, sliding easily over his hot flesh.

“Gods above, but you’re beautiful,” he purred. “Your hand feels amazing. Your fingers are exquisite.”

Gently, he lowered my face to his and planted another long kiss on my mouth that liquefied my pussy and made me moan against his lips.