I rubbed the shaft against it, trying to get it slick, but the air wasn’t helping. “Gonna spit on your tongue, baby.”
I wasn’t asking, but she could’ve said no. Shook her head. Grimaced. She didn’t. She opened wider still.
And I did exactly what I said.
Her answering moan was almost my undoing.
I used that to prepare before sliding into her mouth. “Show me how bad you want it.”
The words barely left my mouth before every word in my head was gone, too. Her mouth sealed around my dick, and that was it. I was gone for.
She wasn’t timid. She didn’t move like she was self-conscious of what she was doing or how she looked. It wasn’t neat and tidy from the uptight detective. She sucked my dick like she was trying to steal my damn soul. No stealing necessary. She already had it.
Had me.
Moaning happily, her throat convulsed before she took me deeper. Like she was born to take me. To stretch her pretty lips, showing me just how fuckable they really were.
My balls started to tighten. That buzz sparked to life at the base of my spine.
“You gotta stop,” I forced out with a groan.
She didn’t.
It took every last drop of self-control to pull out of her mouth and stumble back, my vision tunneling for a beat.
I hit the edge of the bed and sat, breathing harder than if I ran two miles.
I was fighting for my damn life, but did my wild hellcat care?
No.
She crawled to me.
Fuckin’ crawled.
Badass, stubborn, take-charge Detective Luna Oscar, on her hands and knees forme.
“Don’t,” I ordered, barely hanging on.
She didn’t listen to that, either.
Her hand went for my dick as she lifted onto her knees to take me again.
I cut her off, hauling her up onto the bed and rolling so my body covered hers. “You’re gonna pay for that, too.”
“Put it on my tab, barman.”
Ducking my head, I traced my tongue along her tit before sucking her tight nipple into my mouth. I repeated it with the other side, adding little bites around the sensitive skin on my way lower.
Her fingers speared into my hair before fisting to stop me.
“Wanna rethink that?”
She shook her head even as she swallowed hard. “I can’t anymore. I need you.”
“Fuck yeah, you do.” I pushed up on my arms. “Got condoms in the drawer, but I had a recent all-clear, and there’s been no one in a long time.”
“I’ve also got an all-clear and an IUD.”
