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I swallow hard.“What are you doing?”
She squats, palms on my thighs, and murmurs provocatively, “I’m going to turn every wicked thought in that head of yours into reality.”
My hands clench into fists.“How do you intend to manage that?”I ask, but I think I know exactly where that pretty head of hers is at, and I know this because she looks down to my cock pressing up against my soft cotton pants.
Tessa drags her knuckles over the ridge of it.“I’m going to make you come with my mouth.”
Oh, fuck!My head tips back and my eyes close halfway as a ragged breath pushes out of me.
I feel her fingertips dip into my waistband and I tilt my head to look at her.She stares right back at me and commands, “Lift your hips a bit.”
I don’t hesitate, punching my pelvis up so she can pull the material down.Just enough that she frees my cock, her hand wrapping around the length and squeezing.
“Fuck,” I hiss through my teeth.“That feels good.”
Her throaty laugh causes it to get harder, and I about lose my mind when she runs her thumb around the head.
A groan rips out of my chest and my hips flex to create more friction.
“Easy,” she whispers as she starts to stroke and I watch mesmerized as she leans forward.There’s a slip of pink tongue peeking between those full lips and then she’s running it flat on the underside of my dick.She licks from base to tip, and an unholy growl rumbles free.
“Missed that fucking mouth,” I mutter.
“It missed you,” she whispers and then takes me all the way in.The tip of my cock hits the back of her throat and breaches.She sucks in air through her nose and moans against me.Tessa’s always been magical with that mouth, enjoying giving oral sex as much as receiving it.
She slides her tongue side to side against my hot flesh and a tremor races down my spine.Tessa pulls free and I almost protest, but I’m caught by the heat in her eyes, those plump lips wet as she smiles at me.“Feel good?”
“Feels fucking phenomenal,” I reply, cupping her cheek before it slides back to tangle in her hair.I grip the back of her neck, give her a nudge back toward my aching dick, and she grins at me.
And once again she swallows me and I’m fucking lost to the sensation.Her head bobs up and down on my length, sucking hard on the tip and putting pressure on the underside that has me seeing stars.
Somehow both hands end up on her head, gently gripping her.My hips get in on the action and Tessa murmurs in appreciation.She used to love it when I fucked her mouth, but not as much as I loved it.
Every time her lips pull on the tip, she rotates and squeezes with her hand at the bottom and it’s making me goddamned delirious.
My balls tingle and I don’t even think to pull her off or warn her.She wouldn’t want me to because Tessa is the type of woman who’s going to swallow ten out of ten times.My fingers tense against her, and she knows I’m close.She increases her pace, takes me in deep and I come so hard, I shout out a litany of nonsensical words.
Tessa just swallows and sucks and squeezes, wringing every bit out of me until I’m left gasping and panting like I’d run a marathon.
But as boneless as I feel right now, I’m strangely energized by this beautiful display of care she just gave me.
She’s right… I’m not tense anymore.
I’m starved.
I push up and lift her from the floor.I sweep her into my arms and carry her toward her bedroom.She laughs huskily and presses her lips to the hollow of my throat.
She knows what’s coming.
I’m going to return the favor, my mouth already watering at the thought of my tongue on her pussy.And only after I make her come hard, I’ll fuck her just the way I know she likes it.
CHAPTER 10
Tessa
IlovethedualityofJameson’s lobby.The décor is soothing with its exposed brick and high-end furnishings.Even though I’d been offered one of the offices to work out of, I chose the long wooden table adjacent to the fireplace because I like to work among hustle and bustle.It reminds me of working in the pit at theHerald, the biggest difference being that half the people moving through this space could dismantle a cartel before lunch.
Cole had work to do today at headquarters plus he wanted to get in a workout and firing range practice, which meant I had to come along with him.While he capitulated to let me stay at my house, I can only do so if he’s with me and it’s a compromise I don’t mind.I’ve been parked at the communal worktable, having the entire space to myself, now covered with piles of documents for easy reference.My laptop is open, Erik’s files spread across a neat digital maze of folders and subfolders.I’ve been combing through the corporate emails again, looking for patterns I might’ve missed the first dozen times.
