Page 56 of Dangerous Pursuit

“Listen, I’ll gladly take the lead, but you have the upper hand here, okay? If it’s too much too fast, just say the word, and I’ll stop.”

“Okay. Can we stop talking now?”

“Demanding little girl, aren’t you? Well, I wouldn’t want to cause a tantrum.”

I grip her head and claim her mouth. It’s rough and hard, our tongues warring with each other, exploring every space. Her eagerness lets me know she’s ready for this. My hand reaches her chest while I grip her ass and pull her close, thrusting my hips to find the friction I so desperately need.

“The only thing I want coming out of your mouth from now on are sounds of satisfaction.” My mouth travels from her lips to the sweet spot below her ear, licking and kissing before I move to taste every inch of her luscious neck. Her head goes back, andshe pulls my hair while rocking into my swollen dick, making me growl.

“You need it so bad, don’t you, sweet girl? Let’s see what you’ve been hiding from me. You’re such a brat, teasing me with all your low-cut shirts.”

My mouth travels farther as I yank her dress and bra down, popping her breasts out. They’re more beautiful than I imagined. She’s fucking perfect. My mouth finds her tight bud, sucking and flicking it with my tongue, resulting in the sexiest sounds I’ve heard yet while she shoves her chest out for more.

I’m not sure how much more of this I can handle until my willpower snaps, and I take this to the next level. I’m ready. She seems ready, and my dick is about to burst with how ready it is. The question is, to what level are we taking it?

Mia

I’ve been so wound up ever since this morning that I want more. I’m nervous about making a move after what happened in his office, but not enough to stop me from doing what I’ve dreamed of since a certain scene two months ago created a permanent fantasy in my mind.

Pulling my bra and dress back up, I slowly crawl backward until my knees are on the edge of the couch. My hand roams down his chest until I get to the bulge in his pants and rub it through his jeans.

“God, that feels good.”

That’s all the encouragement needed. My knees drop to the ground between his legs, and I reach for his pants, both nervous and excited at once. I’ve wanted to know what it’s like to make him go crazy ever since that day in the office. But before I make any progress, he places his hands over mine.

“No, Mia, tonight is about you.”

“Please, you have no idea how bad I want this. Itisabout me, I swear.” I look into his eyes, pleading.

“Goddamn, Mia, how am I supposed to say no to that?”

“You’re not.”

He caresses my bottom lip and tugs it down before relaxing back. Deciding I need a better view, I lean forward to open his shirt button by button. Holy shit, he’s seriously ripped. It’s always been evident from the muscles that bulge underneath, but it’s nothing like seeing the real thing and the six-pack—hmmm, maybe eight—that he’s been hiding. His body is a work of art.

It’s impossible to stop myself from roaming over his chest before finally making my way back to his pants. This time, he doesn’t stop me and even helps me when I slide them down to reveal what’s underneath.

Whoa!The minute it springs free, my eyes go wide. I don’t think I was prepared for this. I’m not sure if it’s possible to have been prepared for this. Maybe I should have spent a little more time watching porn. I saw a few different videos—I mean, come on, it’s great research—but he’s a heck of a lot bigger than any of those ones.

“Breathe, Mia. You gonna be okay there?”

“Yeah… yes. Um, you’re really big. Is that normal?” He chuckles in response. Am I just being naïve? Are there a lot of guys this… massive?

“Sometimes I forget how young you are. I’m hoping that means you haven’t seen many of these. But to answer your question, judging from what I see in the locker rooms, it’s bigger than most.”

“Okay. ’Cause whoa.” I tentatively reach out and slowly wrap my hand around it, feeling how hard it is—but soft at the same time. It’s silky and smooth, and it twitches as I squeeze my fist and rub my thumb over the top, causing me to loosen mygrip, fearing I did something wrong. Although, if the groan from Jackson is any indication, I didn’t.

“You don’t have to be afraid of it, Mia. I promise it won’t hurt you.” He smirks at me.

“Be careful with those promises. I’m pretty sure you’ll be breaking that one when the time comes.”

“Sweetheart, I’ll have you so wet and ready for me before we get there that I guarantee your pussy’ll be begging for it.” His words immediately cause my thighs to clench, triggering me to take the next step.

My head lowers, and I lick the moisture leaking from the top, wanting a taste. It’s salty. The tip is velvety, prompting me to kiss it and feel it against my lips. I lick at his precum again, and Jackson groans, tipping his head back.

Oh my God, I really like this so far.

“Fuck, you’re a tease. Are you trying to kill me here?”

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