Page 112 of Five Alarm Kiss

Do it!

Heartbeat thrumming through her veins, she went up on her knees and carefully touched his belt. A quick glance up revealed Jake’s focus lasered in on her hands. She could tell his teeth were clenched by the persistent twitch in his jaw, and the way his nostrils flared when he inhaled. Heat permeated her core.

His cock pulsed beneath her touch as she fumbled with the belt. When she moved to undo the button of his slacks, she ventured another peek.

Yep, still watching.

Extremely impressed with her accomplishments thus far, she released the button and dragged the zipper all the way down.

Jake bit back a groan, but didn’t move.

Remembering what he’d said to her the first night they’d made love, she took another chance and instructed, “Up.”

“So fucking hot,” he growled, dutifully lifting his hips.

Reassured by that comment, she drew his slacks down to his knees and focused on the thick bulge straining against the material of his black boxer briefs. She trailed her nails along the hardened length of him.

Jake cursed under his breath.

She’d never really thought much about a guy’s cock before. When she’d had sex in the past, it’d always been just that... sex. The guy took what he’d wanted, and if she happened to somehow have an orgasm along the way, good on her. Her pleasure had never been a priority with the men she’d slept with. Not until Jake. He was a surprisingly unselfish lover and made everything about her. Now, she wanted to make it about him.

Before she lost her nerve, she took hold of the waistband and looked at him.

Without a word, Jake arched up again so she could pull down the briefs. His cock sprang free, and she was once again struck by the size of him. An overwhelming need to taste him pushed away any lingering caution.

She kissed the tip of his cock, and he growled—literally growled. His hands remained where she’d left them, knuckles turning white, and his eyes went feral.

“Princess,” he ground out. “You don’t have to?—”

“Shhh,” she whispered, “I want to.” Saltiness met her tongue when she licked around the mushroom head.

“Jesus!” He squeezed his eyes shut and pinched his brows together.

Buoyed by his response, she closed her lips around his thickness and drew it into her mouth.

“Fuck, Laurel.”

The way his voice sounded—like he was on the verge of pain or pleasure or both—made her feel powerful. She’d never realized how hot it could be when she was the one in control. She’d never been in that position before or even thought about it. But with Jake? She wanted to be the one to make him come undone.

Wrapping a hand around the base of his cock, she lowered herself to take him deeper. He let out a guttural groan and placed a hand on her head. His fingers tangled in her hair, but he didn’t direct her, letting her remain in control. Regardless, the dominant move made a flood of arousal drench her panties. She moaned and sucked him deeper as she started stroking her hand up and down his length in tandem with her mouth.

“Shit, Princess.” He tightened his grip in her hair. “That feels so good.” Jake thrust upward, hitting the back of her throat before tensing up. “Didn’t mean to do that.”

“It’s okay.” She ran her tongue from the base of his cock to the top, then circled around. “I want you to do what feels good,” she told him, before taking him into her mouth again.

He groaned, but the sound was stilted with restraint.

Well, she was having none of that. She didn’t want him holding back.

She started bobbing, taking him a little deeper each time.

“Laurel,” Jake warned. “Oh, fuck,” he ground out through clenched teeth, moving his hips again. It was like he had no control over it, and that thrilled her more than anything. “Laurel, you need to stop.”

Yeah, not happening.

She picked up the pace and squeezed her hand tighter around his girth. He’d given up control, and she wasn’t giving it back. She wasn’t going to stop until he lost his mind. That’s what he did to her every time they made love. He blew her mind and made her feel so much more than she ever thought possible. She wanted to do the same for him. She needed to.

“Lau—”

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