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A low chuckle rumbles his body beneath me. “Oh, Jack, it already has. Many, many times.” His hand tightens on my hip, and he moves his in a way that makes his cock brush against my thigh suggestively. “And it got you here with me, didn’t it? That’s definitely trouble.”
He has no idea.
If any of the people undoubtedly out looking for me now found me here, Nolan would find himself on the wrong side of a war he never knew he was getting dragged into.
One he can never win.
That’s why this time tomorrow, I’ll be gone, and he’ll be a happy memory. Until then, I’m going to play, and I’m going to enjoy the hell out of it.
Chapter 6
Jack
It doesn’t take much convincing to make Nolan desperate to get out of the bathtub—just a few well-placed brushes of my hand against his cock and pressing my lips to his again, letting my tongue languidly tangle with his.
He groans into my mouth and drags me out of the water to my feet, setting me on the bathmat so he can climb over the porcelain edge and pull me into his arms again. His hard length presses against my belly, and my pussy clenches, the very recent memory of how incredible he feels inside me making me crave even more. But there’s something else I need to do first. Something I’ve been longing to do since the moment he first touched me. Something he’s distracted me from doing with that silver tongue and skilled hands.
Nolan kisses me deeply, but when he shifts his hand down to move between my legs, I nudge it away and back him up to the counter. His brow furrows in question. By way of answering, I dip my head to his chest, then lower to his stomach, and lick a droplet of water trickling down over his abs, from just above his strained cock up over his nipple, adding a little bite to it.
He issues a low growl of appreciation, his hips shifting toward me, seeking more that I’m certainly willing to give him. I take his hard length in my hand and lower myself to my knees. Lust blazes across his blue eyes, staring down at me with such intensity, I might spontaneously combust right here on the spot.
That look, like he wants to devour me, only intensifies as I take his cock between my lips and slowly suck it into my mouth.
“Sweet fuuuuck…” His head drops back, his eyes close, neck muscles straining, and his hands bury themselves in my hair, tangling in the strands.
His warm flesh sits on my tongue, heavy, hard, ready to explode already, and I can’t help but think about what he did to me in the elevator. How he toyed with me, left me hanging until we got into the hallway, and he could destroy me in front of the camera and anyone who might happen to walk out of their room.
It might have been hot as fuck, but it was also frustrating and pure agony before it became the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. And it makes me want to do the exact same to the man who did it to me.
Never taking my eyes off him, I slowly pull back my head until only the tip of his cock remains between my lips, then softly lick around it, concentrating on that hypersensitive spot just on the underside of the ridge. His hands tighten in my hair, and he tugs on it sharply. His head drops so he can watch me torture him.
Seeing him like this, barely restraining himself, his control about to slip, makes a sense of power surge through my veins that only spurs me on more. I release him from my mouth and tighten my grip around his dick, lifting it so I can lick the underside from the base all the way to the tip as slowly as possible.
Nolan clenches his jaw. A muscle there tics, and his legs begin to shake as I toy with him, licking and kissing and stroking his flesh but not taking him back into my mouth like he so desperately wants me to.
“Fuck, Jack…” He jerks on my hair until my eyes meet his again. “This is a dangerous game you're playing.”
Don’t I know it.
This entire weekend has been dangerous—for him, for me, for my heart. And I don’t want it to end.
Not yet.
One more night.
Tomorrow, I’ll deal with the fallout.
I smile and swirl my tongue around the head, pushing into the little slit and lapping up the pre-cum seeping out of it.
Nolan issues a low, deep growl again and rolls his hips forward against my mouth, urging me to continue to take him deeply and finish him off. I pause for a moment, his cock pushing between my lips, begging me to open for him and take a moment to gaze up at the pure, raw beauty of this man.
With all the hard muscles of his body tense and straining, he might as well be a Greek god looking down at me instead of a real-life man.
And I can’t wait to completely undo him.
Locking my gaze with his hooded, lust-soaked one, I suck him down, angling my head to take him all the way until my lips press to the base of his dick.
He makes a strangled choking sound and pushes a fraction of an inch deeper, down my throat so far it feels like he reaches my damn stomach. I swallow around him and glide my tongue along the underside of his hard length, slowly pulling myself back. His hips roll forward, and he shoves himself into my mouth again and again. The iron grip on my hair gets impossibly tighter, and he fucks my mouth like he’s chasing something more than an orgasm.
