She nodded.
“Is your mouth waterin’ to taste me like that?”
AJ squeaked when his fingertip slid over her pubic bone and down her cleft.
“Does p**n turn you on? Or is it the thought of me makin’ you come that’s got you all hot and bothered?”
“Both. Just being with you turns me on.”
“You think that sweet-talkin’ will get you what you want?”
“I’m hoping.”
Cord lost any guilty feelings about AJ picking him to take a bit of the shine off her halo. She wanted this, wanted him, she wouldn’t be here otherwise. Truth be told, he was looking forward to the next few weeks in a way he’d never imagined.
He coated his finger with her wetness before pushing it inside her. She moaned softly. “You like that.” He used the heel of his hand to slide side to side over her clit.
“What about this?”
“Yes.”
“Watch. He’s about to come.” Onscreen the guy plunged his c**k into the woman’s mouth and Cord matched the rhythm with his finger inside her. “This flick is a favorite of mine. Here comes the money shot, seein’ him blow all over her tits.”
“It that what you’re gonna do to me?”
“Yes.” He stroked the spot behind her pubic bone with the tip of his long middle finger.
She undulated her pelvis. “Cord, please.”
“Please what?”
“Get me off…make me…I-I—”
Cord breathed in her ear. “Like this?” He increased the friction on her clit and fluttered his finger and her interior muscles quivered.
AJ flew apart.
When she drifted back, he shut off the TV. She turned and plastered her chest to his, grinding her wet sex against his crotch as she made him mindless with her frantic kisses.
“My turn.” Colt looked into her eyes. “I can’t wait to see your lips stretched around my cock. On your knees.”
Without further prompting, she slid to the floor between his legs. He lifted his hips so she could tug off the fleece workout shorts. She traced the edge of her thumb over the thick vein running up his cock, sweeping it across the tip to spread the pre-come around, just as he’d shown her how he’d liked it.
“You okay?”
“Nervous.”
“Why?”
“I don’t want to get a failing grade on this test.”
Cord laughed. “I’m not grading you, AJ, I was kiddin’.”
“Good.” She sucked him into her mouth.
“Holy shit.”
AJ released him. “What? Did I do it wrong?”
“No.” He cupped his hands around her face. “Feels so damn good, baby doll, it just startled me.”
“How will I know if I’m doing it right?”
“There is no right. Just do whatever you want.”
So she did. She sucked and licked and experimented with her hands, lips, teeth and tongue until she’d worked him into a frenzy of need.
Cord’s body shook. His legs twitched. His nuts were as hard as rubber balls. He couldn’t take his eyes off the erotic scene—this beautiful woman on her knees before him, an intense look of concentration and innocent wonder on her face as his c**k disappeared between her lips.
“Enough,” he said hoarsely. “Finish me.”
Her mouth bobbed and she sucked harder, she circled her fingers loosely at the base of his shaft and moved in rapid, short strokes.
“Faster. Yeah. Like that. There it is.”
Cord pulled his c**k out of her mouth and curled his big hand around her smaller one, pumping them together as he aimed and came on her chest. He groaned and closed his eyes, lost in bliss, but he sensed her studying every spurt, gauging his every reaction.
Not clinically, but with the intention to learn exactly how to please her lover.
His hand fell to his thigh. He sagged to the cushions. Talk about a f**king mindblower.
AJ licked the come from the tip of his cock.
“Jesus.”
“Did that hurt?”
“No. It’s just ultra-sensitive.”
“Mmm.” She licked him again. “Tastes kinda salty.”
Cord managed a grunt.
She kissed his hipbone and rubbed her sticky breast on his thigh. “That was really hot, making you come with my mouth. You really like blowjobs, huh?”
“Uh. Yeah.”
“I liked watching you. Seeing you lose control. Made me feel…powerful.”
Not a coy thing about AJ. “You can prove your power over me any time you want.”
“How long until…?”
He laughed. “You’re gonna be the death of me, woman. C’mere. Let’s see if I can’t take the edge off while my dick recovers.”
She crawled on his lap. “Lose the shirt. I love your chest.”
He whipped the T-shirt over his head and used it to wipe off her br**sts.
“Look at you.” Her fingertips trailed over his pecs, tracing the delineated line to his navel. “You’re so perfect. I can’t believe I’m here with you. Naked.” She pressed her mouth to the scar below his collarbone and sucked. “Having you look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like I’m a p**n star rodeo queen.”
“You are.”
“Like you can’t wait to put your hands on me.”
“My hands are on you.”
“Like you’ll do whatever I ask you to.”
“What do you want me to do to you, AJ?”
She licked his Adam’s apple. “You smell good. Like the Wyoming sun and wind left a permanent scent on you.”
“That doesn’t answer my question. Tell me what you want.”
Silence echoed, except for the ragged sounds of her breathing against his throat.
“You’re not goin’ all shy on me now, are you?”
“Maybe.”
Cord tilted her face up. “Don’t. I like your curiosity. Be honest about what you want.
You’ve gotta know that I won’t deny you a damn thing.”
Her mouth drifted to his ear and her soft, breathy voice sent chills across his skin. “I love your mouth on me. I think you can make me come just by sucking on my ni**les.
When you use your teeth? Lord, it gives me goose bumps on goose bumps. I get all wet and achy.”
“I can work with wet and achy.” His hands slipped down her neck to cup the generous mounds. He held her br**sts together and lapped at her ni**les, one at a time, then at the same time. Suckling the tips hard, then barely at all. Tickling every sensitive inch with the soft hair of his goatee, with his hot breath, with his lips and wet tongue.