Nauti Intentions (16 page)

Oh wel , that was going to take a long time, wasn’t it? If she could force herself to let his cock go for a second, she’d be begging him now.

So she did as he suggested. She teased, licked, stroked. She used her admittedly limited knowledge and his groans of pleasure to guide her. She

probed at the slit with her tongue, tasted him, and needed more. She sucked the head deep, firm, moaning, stroking the shaft.

“Ah yeah, baby, right there.†He tightened violently as she rubbed her tongue under the head of his cock and sucked him deep. “It feels like

you’re going to swal ow my dick. Fuck, that’s good.â€

Alex was in hel . In ecstasy. Each ripple of her hot little mouth over the head of his cock was agonizing pleasure. Her hands stroking the shaft, the

sweet, subtle scent of her pussy reaching him.

Hel , he was going to have a stroke right there in the front of his truck and he couldn’t do a damned thing to stop it.

Al he could do was hold her head, show her how to move to make him crazier, to make the pleasure better. Sweat beaded on his forehead, ran down

the side of his face. It was cold as hel outside and he was burning up inside the truck. Burning in her mouth and fighting to hold back just a few more

minutes. To let her torture him just a little bit longer.

“Ah, Janey. Baby.â€

She moaned again. Every time he used an endearment, she softened against him, and his heart raged with pain at the thought that no one cal ed her

anything but her name.

“Ah, there, sweetheart. So fucking good. Like an angel. Sweet, sweet Janey.â€

She sucked him like she was starving for him. Her lips, her tongue. She licked and sucked, stroked, and her moans rippled over the sensitive crest.

He tugged at the scrap of material that ran between the cheeks of her perfect ass. The thongs were snug; each tug he knew would caress her clit. Lift

her higher, give her the smal est hint of the hel he was in right now.

Flames were erupting in his bal s. Fuck.

“Janey, baby, I’m going to come,†he groaned. “If you don’t want your mouth ful of me, then you better move.â€

She didn’t move; she took him deeper, hungrily.

Alex shook his head and fought the release. Not yet. Ah hel , it was so damned good. He didn’t want it to stop. Didn’t want to lose the pleasure

of her sweet, hot mouth consuming him.

His bal s grew tighter, drawing beneath the base of his cock as electric tingles began to build at the base of his spine.

“Darlin’. I can’t hold back.†He couldn’t fucking breathe. “Janey. Fuck. Fuck.â€

He arched his hips, held her head in place, and heard the ragged, hoarse groan that tore from his lips as fiery sensation raced up his spine and

ecstasy erupted in his bal s. He felt his cum spurting inside her mouth, fil ing it as her mouth worked to take him, swal owing as she moaned, cried out,

licked, and sucked until he was spent. Until he had to pul her head back, because each stroke of her tongue was like a lash of agonizing pleasure on the

oversensitive flesh.

He was breathing hard, sweating. Lifting her face to his, he stared into her dazed expression, watched as she licked her lips slowly, catching a final

drop of his semen from the pouty curves.

Instantly, he was as hard as he was before he came in her mouth.

Sliding his hand between her thighs, his teeth clenched at the heat of her dampness against her panties. Oh yeah, she was wet, ready for him. Wild with

the need. Too wild to wait.

“Lay back, baby.†He eased her back on the seat, staring up at her as he slid her panties over her thighs, along the black stockings. Holding her

feet in his lap, he drew the panties past the red fuck-me pumps and tossed them on the dash before spreading her thighs.

“Fuck. I bet those wild-assed Mackay women take you to the spa with them, huh?†He stared at perfect pink flesh, bare of curls, glistening and

wet.

“I go by myself, too,†she said breathlessly, a temptress smile on her face as he spread her legs wider and shoved the seat farther back toward

the backseat of the dual cab.

Okay, that gave him some room. It was cramped, but God, he couldn’t wait to get her back at the apartment. He had to taste her now. Just a little

bit. Just enough to have her screaming in release as his tongue shoved up her pussy. Yeah. He could wait that long.

His lips lowered, his tongue parted silken, soft folds, and he licked up the narrow, snug slit of her pussy with a groan.

Had any other woman ever tasted so sweet? He knew none had. Silky syrup clung to his tongue as he circled her clit and moved back. It fil ed his

senses, and he devoured each taste.

He licked at her sweetness, pushed his hands beneath the rounded globes of her ass, and lifted her to him, kissing her clit, pursing his lips over it and

giving it soft, gentle little sucks as she writhed in his arms.

“Alex. Oh God. Alex. It feels too good.â€

Oh yeah, he knew too good. He remembered her mouth on his cock making him insane.

“Payback,†he groaned against her clit and felt her shudder in pleasure.

He wanted her shuddering in pleasure. He wanted her screaming with it. He wanted her release spil ing to his tongue and infusing his senses.

She was so fucking hot he was about to melt. His cock was pounding. It would be so easy. So easy to slide between her thighs and press inside her. To

fuck her as hard and deep as he needed to fuck her.

His hands clenched around the cheeks of her ass, his tongue circled her clit and fought to snap the reins back on the lust lurching demandingly against

the hold he had on it.

Fuck, he wasn’t taking her in a pickup truck. He’d have her in her bed. With her legs wrapped around his waist like they were wrapping around

his shoulders now.

Ah hel . Her hands were on his head, buried in the short length of his hair, urging him to her.

He sucked her swol en clit into his mouth, let his tongue press and ripple against it as she gasped his name, then nearly screamed his name.

God, he loved that sound. That surprised pleasure, the rush of sensation in her voice, the way her nails pricked his scalp.

She was close. So fucking close that he could draw this out for another hour or shove her into release now. If he let her have it now, he could take her

home, he told himself. Take her back to her bed and spend the night fucking her.

But if he let her come now, he’d have to stop. He’d have to drive them home. And he didn’t want to let her go. Didn’t want to lose the

sensation of her in his mouth, her heated juices making him drunker than hel on her taste.

“Alex, please,†she moaned, her voice throaty, so damned sexy.

He pleased her. He licked her little clit, drew it into his mouth. For a second. Until she tensed, tightened, that building pleasure racing through her. Then

he drew back and licked along the folds again until he came to the tight, gripping entrance to her pussy.

He rimmed the opening, licked over it, and heard her cries fil his head, felt them stroke his senses. So close.

She was so close.

Janey couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but feel. She shook her head as need exploded inside her, over and over, racing through her

bloodstream as she felt the pleasure consuming him.

Oh God. It was so good. She hadn’t thought it would be this good. She had thought it would feel like her own fingers, her own touch, not like this. His

tongue was rough silk, and so hot. When it stroked over her, it flayed her with sensation. When he sucked her clit into his mouth, she was devoured by the

pleasure. It was burning through her, licking over her flesh and making her crazy.

She needed.

“Alex, please,†she cried out. “Oh God. Please let me come, Alex. It’s so good. So good.â€

He groaned. His tongue probed at the opening to her vagina and she tensed and cried out at the pleasure. Then he was kissing her again. Deep

kisses along the slit, his tongue licking into it before he came back to her clit.

He sucked it into his mouth and didn’t stop. His tongue flickered just beneath it as he drew on her, and a thousand suns exploded inside her.

It couldn’t get any better. She hurled through ecstasy, then it got better. His tongue thrust hard and heavy inside her, pumped inside her pussy, and

she was screaming his name, detonations of pure white-hot energy flowing through her as she felt her juices spil ing from her. And felt Alex tasting them,

consuming them, groaning and fucking his tongue inside her, deeper, harder, until she col apsed in mindless pleasure. And he was stil licking, stil taking

her, stil groaning her name.

“I’m going to hel ,†he final y groaned, lifting his head to kiss her one last time, to purse his lips over her quivering clit before pul ing himself up.

He was fixing his jeans.

“What are you doing?†She frowned. “You’re not finished.â€

Alex had to grin at that demanding tone. A virgin she damned sure was, but she wasn’t going to be one for long.

“I’m not fucking you in this truck, sweetheart.â€

Her lips parted at the endearment; pleasure fil ed her face. She loved it. And he loved that look on her face.

“Why not?†She stretched, arched, and he almost took her then.

“Minx.†His chuckle was rough, strained. “Sit up. You’l be lucky if I can get us back to your place before I’m buried inside you.â€

“I could handle that,†she promised with a smile, though she sat up.

He cupped her face, because he saw the edge of worry in her eyes, the hint of vulnerability.

“I want room, baby. Room to touch you. To suck those sweet nipples, to taste that pretty pussy again. Room to watch as I take you. I want that real y

bad, darlin’. I want to watch my dick stretch you open and take what no one else has a chance of touching. I can’t do that in this fucking truck.â€

That glazed look of hunger and need fil ed her eyes, and he almost took her anyway.

“I can handle that,†she whispered.

“Hel , let’s hope I can handle it,†he groaned, sliding behind the steering wheel and readjusting his seat. “You just might be the end of me.

Because touching you, Janey, is hotter than hel .â€

He dragged her to his side and attached the middle seat belt around her rather than let her slide into the passenger seat. He wanted her against him.

Wanted her right by his side, heating him, close to him.

He turned the truck around and headed back to the apartment, moving a little faster than he probably should have. He was definitely pushing the speed

limit.

Driving with one hand, he tucked the other beneath Janey’s leg, holding her close as her head lay on his shoulder. Fuck. This was insane, but he

couldn’t let her go. He hadn’t done this since he was a hormone-crazed teenager with more dick than good sense.

And he swore, tonight, he was in just as bad shape as he had been then. More dick than good sense. Because tonight, he was taking her. Al fucking

night long. Because he had a feeling it would take a hel of a lot longer than he’d imagined to ever sate the hunger he felt for her.

He was suddenly worried he would never sate that hunger.

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She had waited so long. Sometimes the need for touch, in the middle of the night, had nearly driven her insane over the past years. The need for Alex had

dug sharp claws inside her, twisted into her womb and left her aching at the oddest times.

But at night. It had always been worse at night, whether in Somerset or at school. Huddled in her bed, staring into the dark, that need had been like a

fever, an ache that built, night by night and, until six months ago, had left her sobbing with the need to be held.

There had always been something about Alex. He was sexy al over, but his arms had always drawn her. The powerful biceps, the strength that seemed

to infuse them. If she just had his arms around her, she sometimes thought, then she could sleep rather than toss and turn. She could think rather than fight

the fear.

Alex was the embodiment of strength to Janey.

As they drove through town, her head pil owed on one of those hard arms, his hand holding her close to his side, she almost regretted the miles the

truck ate so quickly. She wanted to be home, because she wanted to feel him over her, inside her. But she didn’t want to lose this. This feeling of

security, of complete male power enveloping her.

It would end al too soon anyway. The night would be over, and come dawn, Alex would slip from the apartment, as he always did. She would put her

mask back on and she would face the world again.

Could she do it, knowing everything she couldn’t have?

She would, because she had to. But she had a feeling it would be harder. Because she wanted to hold on to this feeling right now. The feeling that she

was normal, plain Jane. Not the traitor’s daughter. Not a responsibility he had to look after. Just Janey, Alex’s lover.

“You’re quiet.†His voice was a stroke of midnight across her flesh.

“I’m coming down.†She grinned, a bit smugly perhaps, because her body was stil humming with pleasure.

“Don’t come down too far,†he warned her. “I want you hot and ready for me, Janey. Trust me, sweetheart, once I get inside you, I’m

not going to stop fucking you for a while.â€

He cal ed her sweetheart. He cal ed her baby. And he said it gently. Like he meant it.

How immature of her, she thought. She was worse than a sil y teenager, but the sound of those endearments had her heart clenching with pleasure.

“Who says you have to stop?†She watched him take the turn that led to the apartment. “I bet I can keep up with you.â€