Page 114 of Five Alarm Kiss

“Take off your bra.”

“Jake.”

He could tell she was nervous. Even though she’d been a sexy little temptress a few scant minutes ago, putting herself on display made her uncomfortable.

“Extra credit, Princess.” He began lazily stroking himself, grinning when Laurel couldn’t stop herself from watching. “You want this…” He pumped his fist a few more times. “You do what I say.”

Her eyes snapped to his.

“Do you want my cock, Princess?”

She visibly swallowed, then dipped her head.

“Good girl.” The edge of his mouth pulled up, remembering when she’d bestowed a similar praise on him. “Take it off.”

She did.

Her breasts were perfect. Just the right size to fit in his palms. Her pebbled nipples begging him to take them into his mouth. And he would. He definitely would.

“Take off the panties.” He squeezed his cock as he said it, but otherwise kept his hand still. If he kept fucking himself with it, he wouldn’t last long once he was inside her. And he wanted to spend as much time inside that glorious pussy as he could.

He expected the flash of hesitation in her eyes, and the heat—he’d come to learn his girl liked being told what to do—but mild panic?

Concern tempered his arousal. “Laurel?”

Before he could ask if something was wrong, she pushed her panties down and kicked them away.

“Fuck me sideways,”he croaked out, scrubbing a hand down his face. Nothing else existed anymore. She was the only thing he was cognizant of because… that perfect pussy of hers? It was perfectly, one-hundred percent, fucking bare.

“Number nine,” she said sheepishly.

“What?” He hadn’t even realized he’d moved from the chair until he was standing five inches in front of her.

“Number nine. On the list. Wax my?—”

Jake yanked her forward and crushed his mouth onto hers. The same instant, he snaked a hand down to rub over her velvety smooth pussy before thrusting two fingers inside.

He nipped at her lips. “You’re fucking drenched.”

Laurel moaned when he started pumping his fingers in and out of her tight heat. “I like extra credit.” She arched against his hand. “Extra credit is good.”

With a pained laugh, Jake lifted her and set her on the table. He was barely holding onto control as it was, but when he looked down and saw nothing but bare skin at the apex of her thighs, he turned crazed.

“Lay back,” he ordered. As soon as her shoulder blades met the table, he pulled her hips to the edge, and positioned himself at her wet entrance. He knew he should take care of her first, and vowed to make it up to her tenfold later, but right now, he couldn’t wait. She’d just given him a fucking blow job of epic proportions, but it wasn’t enough. He was insatiable where she was concerned. His need for her was so strong, it’d become a tangible force riding his back, spurring him on.

Closer. He had to get closer. If he wasn’t balls deep inside her soon, he’d go insane. He’d never wanted anyone more in his life.

Seconds before slamming into her, he remembered.

“Fuck!”

Condom. I need a goddamn condom!

“Where’re my damn pants?”

He moved to get them, but Laurel grabbed his arm. “I’m on the pill.”

The lust-filled haze blazing through him made it hard to breathe. “What?”

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