Page 42 of Nauti Intentions (Nauti 4)

“Hmm, commando,” she whispered breathlessly, using both hands to surround it, stroke it. “Alex. I’m scandalized. ”

“You’re about to get more scandalized. Because, baby, you’re gonna suck my dick until I fill your mouth. ”

She’d never heard that tone in his voice. It sent a shiver down her spine as he pulled back, sitting back in the seat to lean against the door, his cock rising from his jeans, thick and hard as he pulled her up between his legs.

One large hand circled the heavy stalk; the other clasped her neck again. She hadn’t realized how sexy that was, how much she loved his strong fingers controlling her head, holding her wherever he wanted her.

Submission wasn’t a game she played, but this, the firm, determined hold of a man who knew what he wanted, knew how to take a woman. Oh yeah, this she liked.

She tugged back, staring up at him as she knelt in front of him, her lips parting as she fought to breathe.

“It’s awful big,” she drawled before licking her lower lip. “Maybe I can’t handle it. ”

The amused grunt that filled the cab almost had her grinning. “I’ll teach you how to handle it. ”

He palmed the back of her neck, pushing her down. “Lift your ass while you go down on me, baby. Give me something to play with while you blow my mind. ”

Janey wrapped her fingers around the engorged shaft. Her tongue peeked out, licked over the damp crown, and she moaned at the taste of him. Moaned at the hard jerk of his cock, the rasp of his breath.

He reclined against the door, one leg on the floor, the other stretched out along the seat, and his cock really was big. She loved it. It was thick and long, and for tonight, it was all hers.

She pursed her lips, pressed them over the slit, then slid them down over the throbbing heat as she felt his hands, both of them, clench in her hair.

“Christ. Your mouth,” he groaned. “Janey, sweetheart, you’re going to kill me. ”

She was dying herself. She surrounded the thick crest with her mouth, remembering the taste of him in the bar, salty and male, dark and delicious. She wanted more. She wanted to feel him pumping in her mouth, filling her with his release.

She could feel her own pleasure building at his ragged, hoarse groans. Electric sensation whipped through her, sizzled between her thighs, wrapped around her clit, and tormented it with the need for orgasm.

“Damn. Baby. Such a sweet little mouth. ” His voice was harder now, darker. He was loving it. Loving what she was doing to him, and it filled her mind, intoxicating her. He was more potent than whiskey.

His pleasure tore through her mind, building her own. She was touching him. This hard, experienced man.

A man she’d never believed she would have in her bed. Touching him and he was loving it. He was hard and hot in her mouth, his muscles tight, bunching each time she flicked her tongue over the broad crest and sucked him deeper into her mouth.

“That’s it, Janey,” he groaned. “Suck me slow and easy, baby. Damn you. It’s so good. So sweet. ”

One hand moved from her hair, slid down her back. She felt the skirt rising, passing over her rear, exposing it, bunching at her hips.

“Damn you. Fucking thongs. ” His finger slid beneath the little strap that ran between her buttocks. “Oh, Janey, that’s fucking wicked, baby. ”

He tugged at the strap, tightening the material over her clit as she moaned. Because it felt so damned good. Her thighs parted, and her mouth drew him deeper, sucking his cock head with hungry draws of her mouth.

Each time the pleasure tore through him, he rewarded her. He pulled on the strap, caressed her clit with the tightening fabric until her hips were rolling with each tug of the cloth, her moans building in her throat and passing by his cock.

One hand stayed locked in her hair. He moved her mouth on him, refusing to let her suck him faster, keeping her rhythm slow and easy.

“Yeah, that’s the way, baby. Tease my dick. Pay me back now. Because when I get you spread out on a bed . . . ” He groaned, his hips jerked, driving his cock against her almost involuntarily as she tongued the underside. “You little witch, when I get my lips on your pussy, I’m going to make you beg to come. ”

Oh well, that was going to take a long time, wasn’t it? If she could force herself to let his cock go for a second, she’d be begging him now.

So she did as he suggested. She teased, licked, stroked. She used her admittedly limited knowledge and his groans of pleasure to guide her. She probed at the slit with her tongue, tasted him, and needed more.

She sucked the head deep, firm, moaning, stroking the shaft.

“Ah yeah, baby, right there. ” He tightened violently as she rubbed her tongue under the head of his cock and sucked him deep. “It feels like you’re going to swallow my dick. Fuck, that’s good. ”

Alex was in hell. In ecstasy. Each ripple of her hot little mouth over the head of his cock was agonizing pleasure. Her hands stroking the shaft, the sweet, subtle scent of her pussy reaching him.

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