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“Good for her.”
“You realize she killed him, right?”
“I hope he was gut shot and took forever to bleed out.”
A hoarse laugh was ripped from Linc’s soul.
“Was she charged?” Leila asked.
“Nope. They said it was in self-defense.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t want to become a cop when you grew up.”
“No, that wasn’t going to happen. I didn’t want to swallow vomit when I had to go out on domestic disturbance calls and have the woman tell me she wasn’t being beaten. I went for special forces because the enemy was clearly labeled, and my job was to take down the enemy.”
“When you’ve talked about your mother and stepfather and your brothers and sisters, it sounds like you have a great family.”
“I do have a great family. My mom busted her ass to make sure that she pulled herself out of the mindset that it was okay to be beaten. She made sure that both of us got into counseling. That’s why I’m recommending it so strongly to you. I didn’t really know what was happening as a kid. But we had long talks about it when I was a teenager. My mom is a survivor, just like you.”
“My mom is going to love you,” Linc said. Leila shivered as he stroked his hand under her sleep shirt, and started stroking her up and down. “Now I think it’s time for us to go back to sleep.”
Leila let her hand drift down from his chest until she reached his bellybutton, then she circled that. She pulled back the covers and got up on her knees.
“Lincoln Hart, I don’t think it’s going to be possible for you to go to sleep with this big problem in your way. I’ve got just the thing that will help.”
Linc let himself be coaxed out of his boxers. Leila loved the look of his cock. She circled it with her hand near the crown, then slid downward to the root, where she couldn’t circle it because it was too thick. Linc arched upward and there was a bit of pre-come on the top of his cock.
Yummy.
Leila bent over him and took him deeply into her mouth, humming with pleasure. This was wonderful. The taste, scent, and feel of him overwhelmed her.
“You’ve got such a hot mouth, baby. I love the way you can take all of me,” he said as he slipped his fingers through her hair. He knew never to pull after she’d told him more details about how Vugar handled her.
She violently shut that door in her mind and focused on Linc instead.
Her tongue paid special attention to his sweet spot. As she would slowly release his penis from her mouth, she used the tip of her tongue under the crown of his cock and swirled, licked, and teased. Again, she took him deep into her mouth, even deeper, breathing through her nose as she gradually pulled upwards until she released him with a pop.
“Leila,” he groaned.
She loved the way he smelled and tasted. Clean, masculine, Linc. When she felt his big hand palm her head, just touching her, she relaxed even more into the beautiful pleasure of sucking his cock. Every groan or hiss that came out of his mouth was like music.
His thumb brushed against her forehead, pushing up.
“I’m going to come,” he whispered.
She couldn’t wait. She smiled around his erection and did another slide downward, while her right hand caressed his testicles, and he let out a loud groan.
It was a good one.
“Stop, baby, I want in your pussy.”
He would not get what he wanted. She wanted to make him come this way. On the next downward stroke, Leila ran the tip of her fingernail from the root of his cock, over his scrotum, to his anus.
Linc shuddered and moaned her name as she milked every drop he had to give her, then she swallowed it down. She slowly slid her mouth upward, and once again released his cock with a popping noise. Then she kissed the tip for good measure.
She leaned back on her knees and looked down at his glittering eyes.
This man was a treasure that she intended to keep.