wasn’t even sure how long he would keep her around once he woke up.
The possibility of him ending it after one night was strong, and she refused to let him go without fulfilling at least one of her other fantasies.
She smoothed her hand over his chest and stomach, enjoying every dip, bump and curve of his eight-pack. She kissed him and then scooted down the bed, careful of the arm anchoring him to her. Once free, she traced his large fingers with her own, and then leaned forward and licked the tribal skull tattoo on his forearm.
She moved lower and wrapped her hand around his semi-hard dick. It swelled in her hand and she looked up to see his dark eyes watching her. He didn’t say a word, and she lowered her head and swirled her tongue around the tip, before teasing him with a chaste kiss.
“Leah…”
He growled her name in warning, but she laughed and ignored him. She moved her hand up and down his length until she was satisfied it had grown fully erect, and then she held onto him with one hand, leaned forward and sucked him into her mouth.
He was big and thick, but she easily moved down the hard flesh until her lips bummed into her hand. She released him slowly, swirling her tongue around the silken rod until she reached his slit, then she licked him and sucked him deep again.
“Fuck, sweetheart, that feels so good.”
Jared placed one hand on her head, but he didn’t try to take control. His trust fueled her desire, and when she felt his cock throb, she moved faster. Allowing a man to come in her mouth wasn’t something she normally did, but Jared was different.
“I’m going to come, sweetheart,” he said, tugging on her hair.
When she didn’t relent, he leaned back on the pillow, and moaned. Seconds later, warm bursts of his essence hit the back of her throat and she swallowed every drop.
She crawled back into the crook of his arm and reclaimed her spot on his chest.
“Thank you,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “When I can move again, it’s your turn.”
A few minutes later, Jared kept his promise, and she knew the whole apartment building heard her screaming his name as she came all over his tongue.
Chapter Four
“Hey,” Jared said, opening the door for Leah.
“Hey yourself,” she said.
She rose up on her toes to give him a kiss hello, and then brushed past him to the kitchen.
“Are you sure store-bought cookies are fine? They know I don’t cook right?”
“Yes, they’re fine. No one cares whether or not you cook.”
“Whoa, that’s a lot of meat.”
“You’re going to lunch with four bear shifters, and one of them is pregnant,” he reminded her. “Not to mention, it’s my secret recipe. That pan is coming home empty.”
“Are you going to tell me what’s in it?” she asked peering around the corner.
“Nope,” he said honestly.
“Aww, you’re no fun,” she said, laughing. “What time do we have to leave?”
“About an hour.”
“Okay, good.”
She walked into the living room holding a pint of ice cream and spoon.
“I really want some of this.”
She kneeled on the couch next to him and then swung her leg over both of his, sitting on his lap and straddling his waist. His hands automatically moved to her ass and pulled her closer.
She dug up a spoon of the strawberry flavored ice cream and slowly sucked it into her mouth.
“Do I get a bite of that?” he asked.
“Maybe,” she said, scooping out another spoonful of the cold treat, “if you spill the beans about your sauce. Tell me, sir, what makes the barbeque in your sauce so barbequey?”
She laughed at her silly mock interview question, and closed her mouth around the new scoop. He placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her toward him.
“Hmm, sir?” he said, teasing back. “I could get used to that.”
As he expected, she opened her mouth to protest and he covered her lips with his own. His tongue danced with hers and explored the cold strawberry heaven. Her