his cock. The moment her hand squeezed his length through his pants, he startled and broke the kiss.
“What?” he whispered. “What are we doing?”
“What comes naturally.” Jessica pressed her mouth to his again and squeezed his cock once more, even harder.
He reacted to that much more forcefully than she expected. He lifted her up practically one handed and twisted them until she was tucked snugly beneath him on the sofa. Her legs were spread wide and settled around his hips. He moved a hand to her torso in the process. She hoped he was about to caress her breast. She wanted it.
Instead, he slid it down to her thigh and grabbed her there pushing his hard cock against her center. Her hand still rested over his very impressive cock. She squeezed him once more.
He broke the kiss and whispered, “I don’t know that I’ll be able to control myself if you do that again.”
“What am I doing?” She grinned up at him. Her mouth still wet from his kiss, she said, “Do you mean this?” And she squeezed his length once more.
His eyes literally darkened and narrowed as if in supreme passion. She saw it. “Yeah.” He nodded. “That exact motion makes me want to bury my cock deeply into your body as soon as possible.”
“Maybe that’s my goal.”
He stared at her for a good long time. “I believe that just became my goal, as well.”
“I’m so glad we’re on the same page.” Jessica pushed out a long sigh of relief that Deacon was on board with her let’s-have-sex-tonight plan.
“Before we get there, I have a request.”
“Anything.”
He pushed out a long breath. “I really want to see your body. I’ve pictured it, you understand. This is merely to check to see if my imagination was close to accurate.”
“That would be my pleasure.” She released his cock long enough to unbutton the side of her dress and untie the ribbon on the inside. Then she opened it to reveal she wore nothing else but shoes.
Deacon pulled his torso away. He stared down the length of her body. She bit her lip to keep from asking him if he liked what he saw. She watched him. “Is it close to what you expected?”
He shook his head. A single word crossed his lips in the barest whisper, “Better.” He smiled. “In fact, you’re absolutely exquisite.” He suddenly leaned down and kissed her mouth. He pressed the full length of his body to hers, but soon kissed his way down her throat and then made a quick journey to the tip of one breast.
Jessica’s shoulders lifted in delight the moment his lips captured one nipple and sucked hard.
His free hand squeezed the other nipple and the sensation from the sudden stimulation sent a white, hot pulse of desire to her pussy.
After feasting on her breasts a good long while, he then kissed a slow path down to her belly. Jessica had never had a man go down on her before. Not ever. Even though she’d wanted to know what it felt like more than anything, she didn’t expect it to happen tonight. The way Deacon was kissing a trail southward, likely she was about to find out.
The moment his lips closed over her clitoris and sucked, Jessica groaned and arched her back in the most sublime pleasure she’d ever experienced. Three more pulls from his mouth and she’d likely have an orgasm that would rival every other climax in her life combined. Her fingering herself compared to his mouth sucking her clit wasn’t even in the same realm of pleasure. Each pull of his lips and stroke of his tongue sent her almost over the edge of oblivion.
If he quit this second, this night was already the most satisfying she’d ever spent.
“My God, you taste good,” he said, and lowered his mouth to her once more. This time his tongue parted her lower lips before his mouth covered her clit to suck on her once more.
Jessica was going to come, screaming the walls down in about five seconds. One of his hands slipped up to capture and pinch her nipple as his mouth and clever tongue did amazing