“And you’re very full of yourself.” Her lips twitched. “But yes, it’s spectacular.”
Parker raised himself up so he could whip off his T-shirt before settling on the bed again, this time naked. He circled his fist around his cock and grinned. “Well, since you like it so much, how about you wrap those sexy lips around it?”
“Okay.”
Her easy agreement raised his suspicions, though he wasn’t sure why. He groaned when the heat of her mouth surrounded him, but when several seconds passed and she didn’t move, he realized he’d been right to be distrustful.
“God, baby. Suck me.”
She released him and peered up innocently. “I was told to wrap my lips around it. You said nothing about sucking.”
Parker glared. “I thought that part was implied.”
“Well, it wasn’t.” She stuck her tongue out, looking incredibly pleased with herself.
“Fine,” he said, tugging on a long strand of brown hair. “I guess I’ll make myself more clear—suck my cock, Lynn.”
“Okay.”
The woman was liable to drive him insane. She took him in her mouth again, and this time sucked him all the way down to the root. Pleasure rocked his body, gathering in his groin and tingling in the tip of his cock.
“Hell. Yes. That’s what I want.” His fingers tangled in her hair, stroking the soft strands as she licked her way up his shaft, then swallowed him again.
Her muffled moans vibrated in his dick and coaxed him to the brink much faster than he expected, but just as the pressure threatened to detonate, Lynn’s mouth disappeared.
“I was about to come,” he choked out.
Her smile was downright angelic. “I know.”
An anguished noise tore from his throat. “So you decided to stop?”
“Well, you see, I was told to suck your cock. You said nothing about making you come—”
With an animalistic growl, Parker yanked her into his arms so he could kiss the living daylights out of her.
Lynn’s delighted squeal echoed in the bedroom, her lips eagerly returning the hungry kiss. As their tongues met in a greedy duel, Parker’s arms shot out in opposite directions—one reached for the condom on the nightstand, the other moved between Lynn’s legs. He groaned again when he felt how wet she was, and no way he could keep kissing her mouth, not when his tongue was dying to be somewhere else.
Once wasn’t enough. It was never going to be enough.
“Goddamn it, I’m addicted to you,” he mumbled as he flipped her over and desperately slid down her body.
The moment his lips found her clit, she reared up and let out a wild cry. Parker lapped her like a man dying of thirst, over and over again, until it became impossible to ignore the ache in his groin. Christ, he needed to be inside her.
So he did just that, covering her body with his as he drove his erection into her hot pussy. The second he was buried deep he knew he wouldn’t last long, especially when she quivered, her body squeezing tight around him. Her eyes and mouth opened wide as if in shock.
A long, low cry escaped her lips as she rocked under him.
He would have gloated at having set her off again so quickly if he weren’t seconds away from exploding himself.
“I’ve got five strokes in me, maybe six, before I come,” he confessed, his gaze locking with hers.
Lynn smiled, bone-deep satisfaction clearly written on her face. “I appreciate your honesty.”
She pulled him down by the hair and kissed him so deeply his estimate was cut in half—he exploded after three deep thrusts, coming so hard he saw stars. The force of the orgasm left him stunned, turning him into a sweaty, shuddering mess as he collapsed on top of her.
Her hands stroked his damp back, laughter continuing to tickle his ears. “You poor thing,” she clucked. “We’re going to have to work on your stamina.”
Parker cranked his eyes open and managed an insulted look. “How dare you question my stamina. Just for that, I’m going to fuck you five more times today to prove you wrong.”
She batted her eyelashes. “Promise?”
They ended up taking a break after round three, sliding under the covers and lounging in bed for the rest of the afternoon. Parker had never felt more content than lying there with Lynn snuggled up beside him, and, if he were being honest, a little confused.
He’d dated a lot of women in his life, some for much longer than he’d known Lynn, and yet he’d never connected with any of them the way he connected with her. And he’d never wanted more with them. His military life had made it difficult to consider—or maintain—any lasting relationships, but even after he’d rejoined civilian life, he hadn’t really thought about settling down with one woman. He’d been happy to play the field.
Until now. Because right now, playing the field was the last thing he wanted. Nope. He just wanted Lynn.
“Is it always like this?” Her uneasy question broke the silence between them.