Page 53 of Texas Hold Em'
Tex pressed two fingers under my chin and held my face up to his light as he leaned in to kiss me. It might have been my imagination, but I swore I could feel the warmth of his burn seconds before his lips grazed mine. He took his time, his lips gently finding mine like island waves lapping at a shallow shore. I stretched to the tips of my toes and suckled at his bottom lip. Could he feel how desperate I was for him?
Tex’s fingers left my chin and wandered into my hair. His mouth crashed against mine, his tongue slipped between my teeth, and his hips nearly crushed me against the wall. I didn’t mind. I tugged at him—at his shirt, his jeans, his shoulders, anything I could get my hands on.
He smiled against my mouth as I rubbed him over his pants. He was already hard, and I knew for certain my panties were already a mess. Even though I didn’t think it was possible, the fire burned a little hotter.
I pulled sharply at the belt loop on his jeans. “Take these off.”
His chuckle rumbled deep in his chest. “And just who do you think you are, givingmeorders?”
The man was damn near incapable of letting a girl off the hook.
Feeling too greedy to rise to his bait, I tugged my own shirt off over my head and tossed it aside. He watched with hunger blazing in his eyes as the sun, now passing the highest point in the sky, dipped westward and began shining through the warehouse windows over our heads.
Dust danced in the rays of sunlight like fireflies while Tex stepped out of his jeans and pulled his shirt off over his head.
Using the wall at my back for stability, I bent at the knees and slid down its length until I sat in a crouch, balanced on the balls of my feet. Tex gazed down at me, his features painted in shadow as sunlight streamed in from above and he leaned over me. He braced himself with both hands on the wall high over my head while I freed him from the confines of his boxers.
He spilled out, swollen and heavy, and I took him in both hands.
As I worked him over, my pussy ached. All thoughts and worries of our impending doom had vanished from thought and no longer waged war on my insides. I felt calm and steady, even if deep down I knew the relief was temporary.
Didn’t we deserve some sort of solace or pleasure before our worlds collided with evil on Friday night?
I lifted my gaze and held Tex’s stare as I took him in my mouth.
He groaned.
The sound sent a ripple through me. I pressed my tongue to the base of his shaft and guided him to the back of my throat. He was too big to hold while breathing, so I chose to forsake my air and choosehis pleasure instead. I held him deep in my throat before slowly moving my head back and forth, fucking his cock with my mouth.
Tex seemed to shudder, and as I watched him, he bowed his head. The muscles in his shoulders rolled and his stomach pulled inward, showing off chiseled abdominals and deep V cuts of his hips. I savored his taste, scent, and the sight of his naked body towering over me. I sucked and teased with my tongue, all the while trembling at the thought of how good it would feel when he was no longer in my throat and was in my pussy.
Unable to help myself, I reached down between my legs and rubbed myself over my jeans.
Tex’s voice sounded like gravel and lust. “That’s it, baby. Fucking take it.”
I mumbled an incoherent response around the thickness of his cock.
Tex’s devilish smile made me wish my throat was even deeper. I wished I could steal his control away from him like he could from me.
Wondering how far I could push him, I ran my fingers up the inside of his thigh, feeling his skin rise with goosebumps beneath my touch. He sighed and hung his head back. I took even more of him, all I could manage, and choked.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
I ran my fingers around the back of his leg toward his ass.
And just like that, I knew I’d gone too far.
Tex let out a growl, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and pulled me off him. Still in a crouch, he pulled my head back and forced me to look up at him. “Careful, baby.” He leaned down, his face inches from mine, and ran his thumb over my lips. I let him slide his thumb between my teeth. He pressed down against my tongue and I sealed my lips around his knuckle and suckled. He nearly purred. “Good girl.”
With that, he shoved me back onto his cock. I opened wide for him. With his fingers fisted in my hair, he held me against the wall and fucked my throat while I saw stars and let go of any lingering control I might have had. I let my senses fall away until there wasnothing but his cock. I wrapped myself up in lust and fixated on the one thing I wanted.
Him.
Tex slowed his thrusts when his cock swelled up in my mouth. I was ready for him, but he didn’t seem like he wanted to give in yet. He loosened his hold of my hair and let me breathe. I sucked in ragged gulps of air and he guided me back up to my feet. He wiped my mouth with one hand and ran his fingers through my hair with the other.
“Good girl,” he said, and I felt proud.
All I wanted was to make him feel good. Right then, it was my one and only purpose. Perhaps I felt that way because there was a very good chance he would be killed by Friday night. Perhaps it was because I was falling for him.
