Page 37 of Zero Tolerance


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My knees went weak at the gentle yet firm press of his mouth. A rush of warmth slid over me—desire and the furthest thing from anxiety or panic a woman could possibly feel.

I wanted more.

Stepping in closer, I smoothed pre-cum down to his base, and Micah groaned, flicking his tongue along my lips.

The light touch startled me, but I was too worked up to pull back. I opened, letting him in, tasting his tongue in the same way he did mine. Languid, slow strokes roused a craving deep inside me, making everything fade from my mind but him. His flavor. His arousal beneath my hand as I stroked his length in time with our tangling tongues. We shared breaths, quiet moans escaping both of us.

His cock jumped against my palm, and I squeezed again, milking back up and over the leaking head. He was so sticky. Wet.

He leaned away from me and lowered his gaze, his inhales quickening as he thrust up into my hold. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come all over us.”

“I want you to,” I murmured, mesmerized by the soft yet hard feel and sight of his weeping slit appearing and withdrawing from my fist.

He thrust his hips as I stroked downward. “Jesus—fuck, Jasmine. I’m…I’m not used to giving up this kind of control—you’re fuckingkillingme.”

I moved my hand in time with his hips, his groans and quiet curses spurring me on, pulling my focus toward his face.

Panting, he watched where I touched him, pink flushing his high cheekbones. Tongue flicking out to lick his lower lip as though he thirsted for more. “Your hand on me…fucking amazing, Jasmine. So damn good. I’m so fucking close.”

My core pulsed, and I bit back a whimper.

“Gonna—” he gasped out, spine arching, entire body going taut.

“Come for me,” I whispered, gaze dropping to the swelling head rubbing up through my palm and fingers.

“Aw, fuck!”

White cum shot in an arch from his cock, landing on my forearm with singeing heat. I hadn’t realized I’d moved so tight against him, my hips pressing on the inside of his thighs as he jerked and squirted onto his shirt and my hand.

I lifted my head to find him staring at me as he shuddered through his climax. Desire slammed into me, and I kissed him without thought, working him until he pulled back, gasping.

“Too much,” he explained, his voice wrecked.

I stilled, his words settling over me.

“I want to touch you so bad,” he murmured before I could back away, his hands still clutching at his thighs.

He hadn’t meant what we’d done wastoo much. My touch had gone beyond comfortable. The fact he wanted to return the favor turned my insides to liquid heat, but I hesitated.

Allowing him to initiate meant he was in control. The thought didn’t sit well in my stomach. “I-I want you to, but I’m afraid to give you that power over me.”

“Then don’t.” He peered at me with those beautiful, blue eyes I wanted to sink into. “You’ve…uh…made amazing progress in the last fifteen minutes.”

A nervous giggle erupted from me, and he chuckled along.

“Let’s get cleaned up and just hang out for a while, okay?”

Nodding, I moved back and released my hold on his softened cock. The loss of his warmth sent a shiver through me.

I liked being close to him.

A whole hell of a lot more than was probably smart.

Chapter13

Micah

Ididn’t want to make any mistakes with Jasmine, but not touching her had me teetering on the edge of insanity. Sure, I got off, but I longed to make her feel good too. To please her and bring her pleasure she’d never experienced before. If given the chance to show her what a loving touch could be, I felt sure healing would happen faster.

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