The Bobcat's Tale (Blue Moon Junction, #2)

“Good,” she said boldly. “I want to know what you taste like.”


The sharp hiss of his indrawn breath was music to her ears.

She tugged his pants down, and his boxer shorts slid down with them, freeing his thick cock. A pearly drop of pre-cum glistened on the purplish tip, and she swept her tongue over it. It was salty with just a hint of sweetness.

He tangled his fingers in her hair, and said huskily, “Yes, baby. Oh, yes.”

Lainey grasped the base of his shaft firmly with one hand, and with her free hand, gently cupped his testicles. His wiry pubic hair tickled her palm.

She could feel desire pulsing through her from head to toe. His cock was magnificent, thick and veined and throbbing. She wanted it inside her, filling her, ramming into her, but even more than that, she wanted that magic power that came with making a man melt into a puddle of lust.

She took the head of his cock into her mouth, slid it in several inches, and then moved back out, holding perfectly still for a moment. She could feel his muscles tensing.

“Please, baby,” he begged. “Please. You’re killing me.”

She slid his cock into her mouth again, all the way this time, taking him deep and sucking hard. At the same time she began moving her hand up and down his shaft, and with his hands he guided her, and his breath came faster and faster until he shouted out “Oh, my God! Oh, yes!” and exploded into her mouth, flooding it with his thick, salty cum. Eagerly, she lapped it all up until she’d sucked down every last drop.

Then she let his still-hard cock slide from her mouth, and he knelt down, scooped her up in his muscular arms, and deposited her roughly on the bed, his eyes glazed with desire.

He slid on top of her, pinning her to the bed with his muscular weight, then moved his hand down to cup one of her breasts. She still wore her bra. He unfastened the front snap and it sprang open.

She melted beneath him, turning boneless with her burning, overwhelming need for him.

His mouth closed around her nipple, laving it with his tongue until it stood up in a stiff, hard peak. Then he scraped her sensitive flesh ever so gently with his teeth, and she gasped with desire.

While he fondled and kissed her breast, his hand moved down, lightly skimming the surface of her flesh. His hand felt electric, her flesh coming to life beneath his feather touch. Nerve endings all over her body were lighting up like lights on a Christmas tree. He’d turned her body into one big erogenous zone. The swell of her belly, the inside of her thigh…she felt as if the mere brushing of his fingers would be enough to make her come.

He had more than that in mind, though. His fingers dipped below her waistline, sliding between her legs and dancing over the wet petals of her *. As he suckled her nipple, he gently traced his finger along the outline of her lips. The multiple sensual assaults made her moan in pleasure and urgent need.

“You like?” he murmured into her breast.

“Ohhh,” she whimpered helplessly. The ability to speak had fled.

He began rubbing the swollen pink pearl of her clitoris with the pad of his thumb, and lightning bolts shot from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She was quivering beneath him.

Struggling, she managed to form words—or rather, one word.

“Please,” she begged. “Please.”

“That’s what I’m here for, baby. To please you.”

Then he somehow managed to reach into the pocket of his jeans, while continuing to tease and torment her throbbing clit with his thumb. He pulled out a condom packet, ripped it open with his teeth, and swiftly slid it onto his cock. Good lord, had he stayed hard the whole time? Lainey wondered, her mind clouded in a sensual daze.

He moved up, lying on top of her now, sinking into her softness. The head of his cock nudged between her lips, pressing against the entrance to her tight, wet tunnel.

She laced her fingers on the small of his back, urging him inside her.

With a swift thrust, he was in her, his thickness filling her, stretching her.

“Oh, baby, you’re so tight,” he groaned.

He moved his hips, thrusting into her rhythmically, until he was buried deep inside. Lainey felt molten lava pooling inside her, and she moaned wordlessly into his ear, sinking her fingers into his flesh. He pumped harder and harder, until the heat inside her exploded into a million white-hot sparks, and she climaxed with a shriek of pure pleasure. She could feel her muscles clamping on his cock, spasming, and then he joined her in orgasm, shuddering and groaning with release.

He slowly slid out of her, and pulled her to him, crushing her against him and wrapping a leg around her. She lay there in his arms, stars sparkling behind her lids, a purr of contentment rumbling in her chest.

“That was so good,” she moaned.

“Yes, it was,” he agreed smugly, tracing circles on the sweat-beaded flesh of her back. “And I’ve just discovered how much I truly love *…cats. Now are you ready for round two, or do you want some dessert first, so you can keep your strength up?”