Baddest Bad Boys by Shannon McKenna, Cate Noble, E. C. Sheedy Read Free Book Online

opened her eyes again, he was staring into her face, his eyes blazing. The force of his need pulled her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tugged him closer. “Make love to me,” she pleaded.

    He shook his head. A muscle in his jaw twitched with tension.

    She shoved against his chest. “You are so goddamn stubborn!”

    He started getting up. “So they tell me.”

    She grabbed his belt as she realized he was about to walk away.

    “Not so fast,” she said. “You said that you’d teach me how to…that we’d…” She couldn’t quite force the bold words out.

    “Changed my mind,” he said. “I’ve decided that it’s inadvisable.”

    “You can’t change the rules now, after what you just did to me!”

    “I can do what I damn well please,” he said.

    She wrenched his buckle open. “And what about the beast?”

    “I’ll take care of the beast myself.”

    “But the poor thing’s trapped in there, pleading for release,” she said, trying to tease a smile out of him.

    Not a chance. His mouth was grim, but still, he was passive as she popped the buttons of his fly. “Don’t waste any compassion on the beast,” he said. “He gets his rocks off on a regular basis.”

    That was not what she wanted to hear, but she brushed it off, and wrenched down his jeans. His penis sprang out at her, right in her face.

    Holy cow. He hadn’t been exaggerating. His penis was way thicker and broader and…well, redder and angrier looking than anything she’d expected. A rush of lube moistened her thighs, just looking at it.

    She grabbed it, curling her fingers around it tightly so he couldn’t change his mind and pull away. The contact made her hand tingle. His skin was so soft, and beneath it, the flesh hard and hot and pulsing. Smooth skin sliding over that stiff shaft, the thick knotwork of empurpled veins. She’d never played with one of these up close. Never imagined how it would feel to be a man and have it all sticking out there on display. Intimidating, but also…vulnerable. She could read the vulnerability on his face, even beneath the simmering tension.

    “Wow,” she commented. “What a truly excellent toy.”

    He let out a bark of laughter, and that was her cue to just go for it, before he gathered his defense, or she lost her nerve, either one. If he didn’t like how she did it, he could give her pointers along the way.

    After all, please. Like, how complicated could this be?

     

    Jon threw his head back with a groan of agonized delight. God. What she lacked in experience, she more than made up for with sheer intensity, and what he suspected was incredible innate talent.

    So good. He got his cock sucked whenever he wanted it, never lacking for willing female company, and he enjoyed it lustily every time, but this desperate emotional edge he had right now changed it into something almost…dangerous.

    He must be on the brink like this because he was so fucked up over the Geddes thing. He hadn’t had sex in months. Rare, for him. He had tankloads of backed-up mojo to unload. That was all it was.

    But that and all other sure things he knew about himself were breaking down because of this girl, those slender hands gripping him, that clever tongue, licking, swirling, sucking. She sucked his glans into her mouth while her tongue circled and fluttered the underside.

    He locked his knees, trembling, so he wouldn’t fall.

    It took a while for her to figure out the choreography, but any woman capable of juggling tomatoes or flaming torches was more than capable of coordinating tongue, lips, hands to drive him out of his skull. She milked his root with her hands, finding that spot under the glans that made him nuts, the suckling outstroke, the perfect rhythm…

    He had a bad moment imagining what Danny would say if he walked in, but the charge was building. He was going to explode.

    The phone in his shirt pocket started to ring.

    They froze, eyes locked. He plucked the vibrating thing