Programmed To Please (The Tau Cetus Chronicles) by Jenna Ives Read Free Book Online Page B

explore her body, like a blind man feeling his way.
    His fingers caressed her cheek, ran slowly down the side of her neck, drifted across her collarbone and shoulder, and then trailed across her chest. His palm paused to cup her left breast. She fit him perfectly, as if she’d been made for his hand.
    Don’t be an idiot, Jai. Marque Callex ordered exactly what he wanted from Anson Carron, and you were simply the closest one to fit the bill.
    True, but that knowledge didn’t negate any of the surprising pleasure of his touch, the interesting drag of his fingertips against her alien skin.
    Marque pulled his hand away, lingering to let his thumb stroke back and forth across her nipple, encouraging it to a tight little peak. He let out a pleased sound at her body’s immediate response, and his left hand came up to give her other breast equal attention.
    Jai had to restrain herself from leaning forward to press herself into his hands for more contact.
    “So perfect,” Marque whispered, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Then his mood abruptly seemed to shift back to foul. He straightened, frowned, and twisted her nipples roughly.
    Jai clamped her mouth closed against a sudden gasp of pain.
    Marque’s hands moved to run down the sides of her body, coming to rest on her hips. His fingers dug into her flesh there, pushing firmly downward.
    “On your knees.”
     Jai blinked as she realized his intent. Oh, God, he wants fellatio. She sent up a quick prayer. Please let me remember Titus Veraine’s tricks!
    Jai silently knelt in front of him, watching as Marque’s hands moved to his waistband. Even through the material of his pants, Jai could tell he was already erect. Had just touching her body aroused him so quickly, or had he been fantasizing about this?
    Marque jerked his belt from its loops. His button and zipper opened beneath his sure hands. His pants and underwear were pushed down his legs. Jai was faced with the full force of his masculine power, mere inches from her face.
    Dear God. He had a magnificent cock. More magnificent close up.
    “Open your mouth.”
    Jai did as he ordered, and Marque guided himself between her lips. Jai took as much of him into her mouth as she could, reaching up to grasp his lower shaft with her right hand.
    “Ahhh…” Marque buried his hands into her hair to hold her head close, and Jai silently acknowledged the wisdom of Rainey’s insistence that she dye her hair: If Marque had discovered she was wearing a wig, her cover would have been blown immediately.
    “Fuck that feels good…”
    Jai let him slide in and out of her mouth for maybe fifteen seconds, and then she tightened her grip on his shaft to hold him still.
    “What the—”
    That was the last coherent sound he made. Remembering her lesson, Jai’s mouth latched onto his cock, and she began to suck. Hard. Like a baby sucks its thumb. Strong and fast and insistent.
    Marque gasped and twitched and swore, but Jai kept him in her mouth’s vice-like grip, sucking as hard as she could. She even reached behind to his butt cheek with her left hand, to urge him closer. When his moans grew to a fevered pitch and she felt he was near his climax, she pressed her right forefinger to the base of his cock, behind his balls which were high and tight with his arousal. As Veraine had predicted, the move worked like a charm. The added pressure sent Marque right over the edge, and he shouted hoarsely as he came in her mouth with hot, strong spurts. Jai swallowed as best she could, massaging his cock with her lips, sucking him dry, and humming to create a little vibration to increase his pleasure.
    Endless moments later, Marque’s body slowed its jerking, and his hands leaned hard on her shoulders, as if trying to support himself.
    “Fuck…”
    Jai let his cock slip from her mouth, dropping a little kiss on its head. Then she looked up at him, licking her lips as if she’d just enjoyed the finest dessert. “Did you like that,