Claire freed Jake’s straining cock from the confines of his cotton boxers. Her mouth watered at the sight of him, hard and thick. Heat swamped her body and the tingling sensation in her clit grew more ferocious. Her heart raced as she surrendered to the heady lust and banished any rational thought from her mind.

She wrapped her long fingers around him, but couldn’t circle his girth completely. With deliberate care, she slowly slid her grasp up his silken flesh, and squeezed him when she reached the tight black curls at the base. 

“Oh my God, Claire.” His words ended in a low groan. 

The sound sent a shiver of pleasure dancing up her spine. She sank to her knees and his warm dick pulsed in her small hands. Only inches from the bulbous tip, she opened her mouth. He drew in a sharp breath.

Claire hesitated, overcome by the depth of her desire. Pre-cum glistened on the smooth head, begging to be licked off. She licked her lips in anticipation, imagined sucking his dick into her mouth. She would stroke its tender underside with her tongue while cupping his tight balls. But she couldn’t, not yet anyway. Tempering the urge to swallow him took all of her willpower, but she need to go slow and make the moment last.

She blew softly on his erection.  

Jake shivered and arched his back. “God, Claire.” 

She ran her thumb across the clear droplets pooling on the head. Looking up at him, she brought her thumb to her mouth and licked the delicious taste of him off her skin. Like a cat with cream, she used the tip of her tongue to devour every drop of the salty liquid. She stared up at him, capturing his gaze as she relished his taste. His blue eyes smoldered and he entwined his fingers into her loosely bound hair. 

“Damn.” Jake tilted his head back and urged her mouth forward. 

Her pussy began to throb to an ancient beat as her nipples tightened. Her raging libido heated her skin, making her breasts heavy and demanding she take him now. But she ignored the call. She planned to pack a lot into this single encounter.

Mesmerized by the beauty of him, she rubbed his delicate hardness up and down in tantalizingly slow strokes. Jake groaned and rocked his hips back and forth. The contrast of her cherry-red nails against his flushed dick made her so wet she soaked her thong. 

“You have to stop or I’m going to come all over your hand.” Sweet torment had tightened his square jaw. He let her go and curled his hands into tight fists at his side. His balls were pulled up tight.

They might only have this time together, but Claire planned to enjoy it to the fullest. She stopped the motion, but didn’t remove her hand. “Not yet, you’re not. We’re going to make this one time only count.”

After one last leisurely upward stroke and another body-shaking moan from Jake, she released his hard-on and reached up to his shirt. She tugged the crisp cotton from his waistband. The devil in her loved tormenting him with a slow strip down. She flashed him a saucy grin and sucked on her bottom lip as she rose to her feet.

Starting at the bottom, she unbuttoned his white dress shirt. Each inch of sinewy muscle sent her heart racing. Reveling in the beauty of his tan chest, she bent and placed light kisses on his freshly bared flesh. Tracing her tongue along the shadows of his abs, she savored the clean, soapy flavor. His slid his hands through her hair urged her to speed up, seconded by his heated moans, but Claire took her own sweet time. She’d never imagined unbuttoning a shirt could be so rewarding. 

Once she’d dispatched the buttons, she slid her hands across his hard chest and pushed the shirt open. Claire’s knees melted at the sight of his powerfully built chest. Her mouth went dry and she nearly lost her nerve. But her pussy clenched, and a tension started to build deep within her. Her fingers trailed across his hard abs, the tips tickled by his coarse hair. His muscles tightened under her touch. Traveling lower, she drew her fingers across a small scar.

“Appendix.” His low growl sent her pulse rocketing.

She traced it with the tip of her nail. 

He flinched. “That tickles.” 

A smile played on her lips as both hands, fingers spread wide, slid up his chest, parting the dusting of hair covering his torso. 

“You…are…gorgeous.” She meant it. Apollo would be jealous of Jake’s form. He was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen.

Leaning forward, she lapped at his right nipple. It puckered and she closed her lips around the tight nub. She flicked it with her tongue. His resulting moan echoed her building excitement. Her clit twitched in anticipation of his touch.  

He drew her upward, away from her prize, until she stood up straight. Misery and ecstasy warred on his face. On hers too, she imagined.

“Please.” He ground out that one word. 

She reached for the straps of her sundress and stepped out of his grasp. “Please what?”

Expressions flashed across his face as she slid first one strap, then the other off her shoulders. Lust, excitement, anticipation, hunger, they were all there. Usually she didn’t vamp it up quite this much, but the idea of only getting one chance with Jake made her want to wring every bit of fun and passion out of the experience. 

Her dress caught on her extended nipples. The soft cotton caress stoked her heat. A light tug freed the red dress. It skimmed over her hips on its way to the floor, where it lay in a pile around her feet. The heels on her brown leather sandals pushed her bottom out just so, an effect she took full advantage of as she teased and turned in a circle.

Jake reached out for her, but she evaded him. She raised her arms, pulled out the pins holding her hair in a bun and shook it out. The smooth tresses caressed her shoulders and upper back. 

“Claire, please.” His words sounded pained, but he looked as if he’d just opened up the world’s best present.  

He stood in front of her, shirt open and cock out but still dressed. Just when she thought she couldn’t get any hotter, he took hold of his dick and watched her as he stroked. 

Claire blew him a kiss and hooked her fingers into the band of her lacy, green thong. 

“Enough.” Jake grabbed her hips.

Propping her butt against the warm wood, Jake dragged her thong down and followed it to the floor. On his knees, he spread her legs, palms flat against her inner thighs. Anticipation strung her muscles tight. Her fingers tightened on the desk’s edge as he leaned his face forward into her damp pussy. 

But no tongue made contact, no fingers penetrated.

Surprised and frustrated, she looked down. Jake’s slate-blue eyes met her gaze.

“Any plans to move to Denver?”

 He picks this moment to get chatty? She wanted to scream. Her pussy ached for his touch to relieve the escalating tension inside her.

She shook her head. “No.”

“Damn.” He kissed her inner thigh.

His lips sizzled against her sensitive skin. Her whole body trembled. 

He laid his head above her knee, wet a finger in his mouth then slid it home inside Claire. Her back arched at his welcome invasion. Pleasure rippled upward. He added a second and twisted them around, flicked against her G-spot. Claire’s body went taut. She threw back her head, ground her core against the flat of his palm.

“I can’t relocate here.” His head inched closer to the exact spot where she wanted it, so close his words brushed against her tender flesh.

Awash in sensation, it took all of her mental powers to utter a single word. “No.”

“Damn.” He muttered the curse into her wet center, glided his tongue along her inner lips and circled her clit. A current of sexual electricity shot through her, making the rest of the world disappear.

“Yes.” Claire didn’t recognize the sound of her own hoarse voice strangled with desire. 

His fingers slid in and out, stretched her open while his tongue continued its dance. Millimeter by millimeter his flat tongue slid up her wet lips. He stopped at her clit, sucked the nub into his warm mouth. His fingers thrust rhythmically against the bundle of nerves inside her vagina. She gasped as fire shot through her. 

Hot waves rippled up from her pussy. They started slow, but increased in intensity and speed. Every part of her strained toward orgasm. Close. She was so close. His thumb pressed just below her sensitive button as he licked. She clutched his head, pushed him deeper. Her body constricted and she came undone. 

“Jake!” 

It took a few moments before she could uncurl her toes. When she could, she arched her back in a lazy, catlike stretch.

Did you miss part of Dangerous Kiss? Catch up here. xoxo, Avery