Page 69 of Seducing Jenny
“When I’m lucky,” I said, trying not to laugh as Tiger grabbed my hand and practically dragged me off to my room.
Once inside, with the door closed behind us, he shoved my back against the hard surface, his lips crashing into mine.
His kiss hit like a jolt. Minty and a little sweet like his water and herbs, his tongue demanded everything, rough and sure,and I growled as he yanked at my clothes. We stripped fast, feverishly. I barely had time to run my hands down to his firm ass before he grabbed my wrists and pinned them against the door behind me.
He broke the kiss, panting, and immediately dropped to his knees in front of me. Taking my cock in his hand, he licked around the head, slowly teasing me before he pulled me into his mouth. He worked me over with his lips and tongue…rough, wet, sucking deep. I could hardly take it. My head tipped back and smacked into the door, hard.
Tiger released my cock, looking up at me from his position on his knees, where I loved seeing him. “Are you okay?”
I grabbed a fistful of his hair and guided his mouth back to me. “Don’t stop,” I demanded gruffly.
He obeyed, ravenous, relentless, until I lost track of my surroundings entirely. Then, abruptly, he let me go and rose to his feet.
“What are you—”
He spun me around to face the door, then bit my shoulder with a seductive snarl, while he rubbed himself against my ass. I growled, and his voice rumbled in my ear, all gravel and lust.
“I will never know what it’s like to fuck a man with a tail,” he said huskily in my ear.
I angled my hips back toward him, groaning as he notched himself against my hole. “Why is that?”
“Because you’re the only man I ever want to fuck. Brace yourself,” he said as he drove his cock up my ass.
I wasn’t sure when he had lubed himself up, but I was glad he had, because he did not give me a chance to adjust to him before he was all the way inside of me.
Pain and pleasure hit me at the same time, and I smacked the doorframe. “Fuck!”
Tiger held onto my left hip with one hand and the other snaked around to fist my cock. He ground himself deep on every thrust, hitting that spot inside that made my eyes roll back.
“You’re the only man for me,” he said, panting.
“Same here,” I managed to grunt, nearly mindless with sensation. Bliss hit me from every direction, my body caught between the impact of his thrusts and the perfect way his hand stroked my cock and jerked me off. It was obscene how good it all felt.
“You mean the world to me, Mal,” he said against the side of my neck.
I groaned as he skimmed his thumb over the crown of my cock, smearing the precome all over the head. “So do you, Tiger love.”
He licked where he had bitten my shoulder, another grunt escaping him as he slammed deep. “You’re tightening down on me, and your cock is swelling in my hand. You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”
“Close.”
“Not yet,” he demanded, and pulled out of me.
I groaned at the loss, but before I could protest he spun me back around and dropped to his knees again, taking every inch of me all the way to his throat. I bucked deeper as he sucked me off, and grunted as he shoved two fingers inside me, curling them just right. That spot lit me up like a fuse. My release slammed through me as he forced me to come in his mouth and he swallowed every drop.
Once he was finished, he stood back up, licking his lips with a satisfied smile. I grabbed his face and kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue. Then, I shoved him backward onto the bed.
He laughed as I tackled and then rolled him, pinning him face down. I straddled his thighs, and by the time the wrestling stopped, he was panting, his muscles rippling beneath me. Histail curled against my thigh, warm and sinuous, and I gave it a slow, deliberate stroke, making him shudder.
Keeping him pinned, I reached for the lube from the nightstand and slicked myself up. I wasn’t fully hard again, but I knew it wouldn’t take much. The sight of Tiger panting, pliant beneath me, flushed with need, sent a surge of lust straight to my cock.
He looked over his shoulder at me. “What are you doing? You can’t go again—”
“Bite your tongue, young man, you have no idea what I can do.”
I rubbed my throbbing cock against the crack of his ass, enjoying the way it made him groan with desire. The fit was tight, since I was straddling his thighs and he couldn’t spread his legs.
I leaned over him from behind, bracing my hands near his shoulders. “Remember by the door, how you slammed yourself into me?” I asked him.
