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down, exposing his cock. A pearly drop wept from the slit. Saliva pooled in her mouth with want of a taste. Kayla gathered the drop on her fingertip and brought it to her lips.
    His gaze focused on her as she licked her finger clean. The salty taste of him exploded in her mouth. “Maybe I’ll start with a little dessert.” She dipped her head and laved the swollen crown with her tongue.
    The grip on her shoulder tightened. “I’m trying to drive.”
    “Then maybe you should stop talking so you can concentrate on the road.” Her mouth opened, and she pulled the tip of his cock inside.
    “It’s not the talking that’s become a distraction.”
    The muscles of his stomach were taut against her cheek as she sucked him deeper. She pulled back and smiled against his heated flesh. “Do you want me to stop?” Her lips closed over the large head again.
    “Fuck no. I want you to keep sucking my dick.”
    Gladly. A low moan rumbled against her ear as she swallowed the length of his shaft. Her teeth raked him gently as she pulled back. She curled her tongue around the plum-shaped head, pressing it against the roof of her mouth.
    “Ah, shit.” His fingers bit into the tender flesh of her shoulder as he urged her on.
    The front seat of a truck wasn’t the ideal place to practice the art of fellatio, what with the steering wheel, the gear shift, seat belts, and the hazard of a head-on collision. Hell, a pothole could be detrimental to the future of pleasure for all of womankind. What was it about this man that made Kayla throw caution to the wind and take chances she normally wouldn’t take, all in the name of passion? Maybe she was tired of doing for everyone else all the time and only thinking of herself last. She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything in her life, and by God, she was going to put her needs first this time.
    Her hand burrowed deeper into his pants, cupping his balls while she drew his cock deep. The thick veins pulsed against her tongue as his shaft swelled and twitched.
    “I can’t hold back much longer.”
    “So stop trying.” Kayla opened her throat and took him as deep as she could.
    Jack groaned and fisted his hand in the back of her dress as he exploded in her mouth. Warm streams of cum slid down her throat. One final twitch from his cock and his hand relaxed. She eased off him, licking his shaft clean as she went.
    With tender hands, she tucked him back in his boxers and closed his jeans. When all the clothing was righted, Kayla kissed his neck and fastened his seat belt. “And to think that people believe they need to eat dinner before they can have dessert.”
    “You make a very convincing argument for dessert first.” He sighed and tugged her closer.
    Colorful lights streamed through the windshield as they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. “The Flaming Dragon? Jack, have you ever been here?” She turned her head and stared at him as he pulled up to the valet.
    He shook his head. “Marcus, the chef at the ranch, told me about it. He said the food was phenomenal, and the atmosphere was even better.” He came around the front of the truck and helped her out while the valet held her door.
    “Jack, I really don’t think—”
    He pressed a soft kiss to her lips and silenced her protest. “I don’t want you to think tonight,” he murmured. “I just want you to enjoy a nice meal with me. We’ll talk, have some laughs, and get to know each other better.” Looping her arm through his, he flashed her a heart-stopping smile. “And, who knows, by the evening’s end, you might just find me irresistible.”
    Kayla smiled in spite of herself and let him escort her through the elegant doors of the establishment. “I’m fine with it if you are, stud. I love a little spice in life.”
     
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    Forty-five minutes later, they were back in the truck heading back to the ranch. Kayla was trying hard not to laugh, but she wasn’t doing a very good job. Jack fumed