He was on his knees with his mouth on her pussy before she could finish her sentence. Pepper jerked as if he’d struck her, then practically melted into the cushions as a throaty moan slipped out.
Jack circled her clit with his tongue before drawing it between his lips. The gentle sucking was for him, not her, because the fleeting contact with that sensitive bundle of nerves was all he’d be giving her right now. He’d be licking and kissing and suckling that little bud again…but not until she begged for it.
Rumbling in contentment, he licked down her slit and headed south, the tip of his tongue lapping at the moisture clinging to her delicate folds. She tasted as sweet as he’d known she would. God, he didn’t even need food anymore—the taste of her could sustain him for the rest of his life.
“Jack…” His name shuddered out of her mouth. “Stop going so damn slow.”
He lifted his head and smiled. “No.”
Then he resumed the lazy exploration, planting tiny kisses on her inner thighs before kissing his way back to her core and rubbing his lips against it. She shivered, and he smiled again. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun. She was so damn sensitive to his touch, each shiver telling him exactly what she liked, each anguished noise telling him exactly what she needed.
He didn’t give her the latter, though. No, he’d waited too long for this. He planned on dragging out every last second until he’d had his fill.
Groaning, he pushed his tongue inside her and stroked her hot channel with it. Pepper’s hips shot off the couch, frantic hands tangling in his short hair to keep him in place. He fucked her with his tongue until he couldn’t breathe anymore, coming up for air just as her hand slid down her flat belly and over the reddish heart-shaped hair on her mound so she could touch her clit.
He promptly swatted her hand away. “Keep your palms flat on either side of you, Candy Cane.”
“No,” she burst out. “I need…I…” Raw need filled her expression as her head lolled to the side.
“You’ll get what you need when I decide to give it to you,” he rasped in warning.
She glared at him. “I want to come!”
“You will.” His lips tugged up in an evil smile. “When I decide to let you.”
“I hate you so much right now.”
“Uh-huh. I’m sure you do.” Then he parted her labia with his fingers and licked her hot, swollen flesh, making her cry out again.
He continued to avoid her clit, teasing her with languid swipes of the tongue everywhere but that hypersensitive center of nerves. His cock strained against his fly, so hard it was liable to rip a hole in his jeans.
“I can’t wait to fuck you,” he muttered as he brought a finger to her opening. He plunged it inside, groaning when her inner muscles rippled around him. He couldn’t wait to feel her squeezing his dick like that. Couldn’t fucking wait.
But not yet. Not until he showed Pepper Wilson all the wicked things his tongue and fingers were capable of.
He licked up and down her slit, stopping each time right before he reached her clit, while his finger pumped inside her, nice and slow. Sweat broke out on his forehead, his restraint downright miraculous.
“Jack,” she wailed when his tongue did another pass that neglected her clit. “Please.”
He slipped a second finger into the mix, pumping harder. “Beg for it,” he ordered, looking up to meet her eyes. “Beg and I’ll let you have it.”
Her emerald-green eyes flashed with both lust and resentment. Pepper Wilson didn’t ask for things, she took them. He knew that, knew she would never show an iota of vulnerability if she could help it, but he needed her surrender. Needed to know that she was as desperate as he was, that she wanted it as badly as he did.
“Touch my clit,” she choked out. “Touch it, lick it, suck it, just do something to it. Please, Jack. Please, please, please, please.”
A dark laugh slid out, his cock thickening even more as her pleas echoed in the air. As they unleashed something hot and primal and male inside him. He lowered his head and wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking hard as he fingered her.
“Oh God.”
He felt it the moment she came. Her swollen bud pulsed against his tongue, her pussy tightened around his fingers, and her lower body rocked into his face.
“Oh God…Jack…”
Satisfaction coursed through him as she moaned out the words he’d known she would, as she convulsed on the couch from an orgasm so powerful it nearly triggered one from him. Jack clenched his ass cheeks to ward off impending release, ordering his cock to behave. He focused on Pepper, on riding out the orgasm with her, flicking his tongue over her clit in fast, thorough strokes.