Page 52 of Hooked
“You said you felt like a teenager sneaking around.” Tayla smiled when she unbuckled his belt. “Why don’t we do sneaky teenager things?”
He looked down at her, her red fingernails scraping along his belly, scarlet lips curled into a wicked smile. Jeremy laughed. “I didn’t have a good enough imagination to dream you up in high school.”
He leaned down and took her mouth as she slipped her hands into his boxers and pushed them down his hips. Her warm hand enveloped his cock and squeezed.
Jeremy groaned. Tayla released his mouth and knelt down, kissing his belly once before she took his erection in her mouth.
Fuck. Yes. Please. Good. So good.
She hummed with his cock in her mouth, purring like she was enjoying the most delicious treat in the world, and all rational thought left his mind. All he could think was how good her mouth felt. He closed his eyes until he realized what he was doing.
You idiot. You could be watching Tayla give you a blow job.
He opened his eyes and watched her, hands holding his hips, her mouth around him.
Fuck me, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
He came embarrassingly fast. Well, he would have been embarrassed if he’d been able to think about anything. His entire body felt the release and he sagged against the door.
Tayla rose, running her hands along his thighs. “Mmmm. That was even better than I expected. And I have high expectations.” She walked to the bedside table and wiped her mouth before she took a drink from a water bottle. “Water?” She held the bottle out to him.
“Later.” Jeremy followed her, hitching his boxers up so he could walk. He bent over behind her, laving his tongue along her neck and cupping her breasts in both hands. “I have something to do before I get a water break.”
Her hips arched back, pressing her ass into his groin. “Is that so?”
Jeremy squeezed her breasts, thumbing the erect nipples as he kissed behind her ear. “Does it turn you on?”
“You playing with my breasts?”
“No, giving me a blow job.” He reached down and inched her dress up. “Does it turn you on?”
“Yes.” Her heart was beating fast. He could feel it against his lips.
Jeremy continued teasing her dress up until he could feel skin. Skin and lace.
He groaned against her neck. “I have to see.”
She turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. “So see.”
Jeremy knelt down and spread her knees. “Fair is fair, Miss McKinnon.”
“I love that your pants are hanging open and you’re still wearing your bow tie.”
“Yeah? I love…” He pulled her dress up to her waist and stared. “Fuck.”
She was wearing black lace thigh-highs and even lacier panties. They were practically see-through. Her thighs were thick and smooth.
She propped herself up on the edge of the bed. “You love what?”
He blinked. “I forgot what I was going to say.”
“That is exactly the right response.”
Jeremy licked his lips. “Keep that water bottle close by. I’m going to need it after I get done with you.”
Tayla wokeup with a smile on her face. She and Jeremy had spent a couple of hours reenacting “everything but” teenage antics before he’d gone home for the night.
It was perfect.
