Undercover Attraction (7 page)

He slid it from her hips, baring one inch at
a time to his heated gaze. His cock jumped when he saw the black
thong that matched the bra.

Sawdust gathered in his mouth, made
swallowing impossible as he gazed upon the center of her being. The
sheer, almost-nonexistent fabric hid nothing from him. Her flesh
was as smooth as he could imagine, free of curls, and dewy from her
desire.

Nothing had ever looked so perfect to
him.

Jenna watched him as he lowered his head,
her breath stuck in her throat, her legs opening with his gentle
persuasion. She felt his breath on her first, caressing against her
most feminine parts, creating a flood of moisture within her
core.

Then his tongue touched her clit, the nub
pulsing as the knot of nerves begged for his touch. She screamed
hoarsely as he flicked his tongue back and forth, creating sweet
friction as her thong was rubbed against her.

He nudged her legs wider, wanting access to
every inch of her delectable flesh, and he felt the first quiver
heralding her oncoming orgasm. He pulled up on the waistband of her
thong, watching as the material slipped between her moist folds,
separating her to his view.

The fabric bunched around her clit, causing
even more friction against it as she writhed, feeling her orgasm
coming closer and closer.

His tongue swiped against her, a warm,
erotic caress from her entrance to above her clit. He sucked her
into his mouth, teeth gently nibbling the pulsing bud, as she felt
her climax rush over her.

She shattered against him, with his mouth
doing the most pleasant things, his tongue caressing each nibble he
gave, her mouth opening on a silent scream of pleasure. Her hips
lifted from the bed, so powerful was her orgasm, before she
collapsed, panting to draw in air to fill her furiously beating
chest.

He gave her one last lick, promising more,
and climbed up her body, pressing himself to her, letting her feel
how hot and hard he was for her.

And Jenna wanted more.

She pulled his head down for another
scorching kiss, rolling so she was on top of him.

“My turn, now,” she mumbled against his
lips, smiling when she heard his groan of approval. She grabbed his
hands, which were currently planted on either cheek of her ass, and
pulled them up, above his head, just as he had done hers.

Jacob flicked a tongue out to tease her
nipple when her breasts came directly above his head as she
directed his hands up. Of course he had no intentions of leaving
them there for long, but followed her instructions for the
moment.

She gasped as he sucked a nipple into his
mouth, swirling his tongue around the stiffened tip. Then she
remembered her goal, and pulled herself from him, sliding down his
body, flicking her wet tongue out to tease his collarbone as she
passed.

He let her have her way despite the fact
that he knew she was going to kill him with the heat of her desire.
Her hot tongue circled his nipples, biting until he groaned, but
she continued further down, licking his hard abs, tracing the
muscles of his flat stomach.

Her hands deftly stripped him of his pants,
pulling them off quickly. His engorged cock sprang free, and he
almost smiled when her mouth dropped open in pure admiration. He
was even larger than he had been in the club.

“Oh, my, Grams, what a big man you are,” she
whispered, a smile on her face. She wrapped one hand around him,
amazed that her fingers couldn’t meet.

Jacob almost exploded when she touched him.
“The better to please you with, my dear,” he choked out as she
started to move her hands up and down his length.

He watched her lick her lips as she slowly
lowered her head. Her hot mouth closed over the tip, fulfilling the
promise of earlier, and the air was sucked from his lungs. She slid
her tongue underneath, to the ridge of nerves, making his fists
clench, and he knew in only a few moments he would be done.

Her mouth was doing wonderful things,
tracing the thick vein and swirling around the head. With every
lick, he could feel ropes of tension being pulled from the top of
his head to his cock. She sucked him hard, gently squeezing and
rolling his balls in one hand while pumping him at the base with
the other.

And her mouth
… God! With every push
down of her hand, she followed it with her lips, taking him deep,
sliding him to her throat before retreating again.

Jenna liked the taste of him. Purely male,
masculine and slightly salty. She let her nails gently tease his
sack, scratching slightly, until he arced off the bed, then slid
her mouth lower to swirl her tongue around the heavy weight.

She almost smiled when his breath rushed out
of him on a groan. Her tongue traced the seam, as she thought to
herself that she liked a man like this one much better. Shaved and
neat, so she could reach everything she wanted to play with. When
she had him writhing in agony, she moved to his cock again, sliding
down as far as she could take him, and humming.

His hands fell down to her head, tangling in
her hair, urging her on, or stopping her, she didn’t know. But she
didn’t want to stop, so she went on, allowing her teeth to gently
graze him as she slid back up.

And that was it. She felt herself being
lifted, as Jacob pulled her from his cock, up his body until she
rested on top of his hard body, his rigid dick pressed against her
thigh. He pressed her head down, taking her mouth passionately,
claiming her.

“Condom,” he muttered against her mouth,
“pants pocket.”

She leaned over, trapping him against the
junction of her thighs as she felt for the pants on the floor, then
held them up so he could dig out protection from his wallet. She
took it from him and slid down again, opening the package and
claiming the little slick covering inside. She couldn’t resist
sliding her hand against his length again, and he bucked up,
pressing himself more fully into her hand.
Heaven.

“Hurry,” he said, unable to wait any longer,
then clenched his teeth against coming as he felt her push the
condom onto his straining cock.

When she was back atop him, he rolled,
trapping her beneath him. He pressed against the entrance to her
core, barely breathing as her heat rolled over his tip, searing him
even through the condom.

Jenna squirmed when he didn’t push into her.
She began to reach down, about to touch him, but he trapped her
hands, pulling them up again and holding them over her head with
one of his.

“Now,” she whispered, and he grinned.

“Haven’t you ever heard that the best
desserts are even better when savored?” He rocked against her a
bit, letting her feel his cock barely pressing against her tight
warmth.

“Savor later, main course, now.”

He laughed, and gave her what she wanted,
pressing slowly inside, then retreating before more than an inch or
two had filled her.

“More” she moaned, wrapping her legs around
his waist, pressing her heels into his ass to urge him on.

He pressed in a fraction, then pulled back.
“How much more?”

Her mouth opened on a sigh, then closed as
she glared at him, unsated desire in her eyes. “All of it,” she
moaned, “give me everything.”

He did. He leaned down to kiss her, leaving
her breathless, then surged into her, filling her as she silently
screamed into his mouth. Then he began to move, slowly teasing them
both, until he felt the first stirrings of her oncoming orgasm.

Jenna’s hands clenched in his, her nails
biting into the side of his hand, as she felt herself climbing
higher to the peak of climax, and she knew he felt it too. Each
thrust began to come faster and faster, each rubbing of delicate
nerves pushing her further up the crest.

He released her hands in favor of pressing
her clit, sending little quakes to her core with every roll of his
skilled fingers. Her hands fell to his back, her nails like small
daggers against his flushed skin, urging him on.

Her legs tightened around his hips, and he
bent his head to capture a rosy nipple, suckling it hard, holding
it with his teeth, as he heard her moan. Then she tightened around
his cock, and he pumped into her furiously, feeling her muscles
clench around him. She shattered, her back bowing off the bed as
her orgasm ripped through her.

Every spasm of her slick tunnel sent
lightning shooting through him, down to his toes. His control was
at its end, and he plunged into her, bumping her womb, urging her
to orgasm again along with him.

She tightened even further, her muscles
going taut throughout her body, her nails gripping him for dear
life, and he lost that last hold he had over himself. Her body gave
him everything, and he gave back, pushing one last time into her as
he felt himself explode within her grasping warmth.

He collapsed next to her, nuzzling her neck,
slowly regaining his breath, trying to string together coherent
thoughts.

“That was amazing.” She took the words right
out of his mouth.

“Mmm,” Jacob muttered, his hand lazily
tracing circles on her breast. He had much more to show her,
convinced he could do even better than
amazing
the next
round. Maybe
speechless
.

Jenna dragged in a deep breath, and turned
to look at him.

He really was gorgeous. Especially like
this, heavily sated, his eyes drowsy, and his lips full from
kissing on her. She couldn’t resist kissing him again, and gasped
when she felt him stirring against her.

“Maybe we should take a shower. I may
combust if I don’t have a break after that one.”

“Fine by me.” He was a bit astonished that
he was ready to go again so soon, but a shower sounded really good
to his sweaty body also.

They both climbed out of the bed, Jenna
heading for her dresser to gather clothes, Jacob going to the
bathroom in her bedroom first to dispose of the condom. He came out
a second later, then bent to pick up his duffel bag where he left
it.

Jenna ogled his tight behind every step of
the way. Men rarely had great butts, but his was absolutely
wonderful. Not one of those ‘lower backs where an ass should be’,
nor was he suffering a case of no-ass-at-all. Nope, he was a
runner, or just really lucky, and had the perfect ass to fill out
any pair of pants.

He returned with his bag, and she had an
even better view. Oh, yes, no one could ever deny he was a man.
That large appendage that had given her so much pleasure earlier
was standing for more attention. And she loved the fact that he was
shaven. No fuzz covered his heavy sac, only smooth skin waiting for
her tongue.

She was brought to her senses when he
chuckled, and realized he had been standing in her doorway, letting
her look her fill. Granted, she didn’t get to appreciate many naked
men, but she was slightly embarrassed he had caught her
staring.

Jacob watched as her cheeks flushed pink.
“I’m glad you like the view,” he said, laughing as she brightened
even more.

She turned from her dresser, holding
underwear, -luckily, the two year old Victoria’s Secret goodies
still fit- and a black silk nightgown that came to mid-thigh.

They both headed to the shower, Jacob
letting Jenna adjust the water how she liked it, and climbed in,
thankful that it was a comfortable size to fit two people. She
adjusted the stream of water to hit them both, and then turned the
hot knob until the water was steaming around them. Just the way he
liked it.

She turned towards him, giving him a great
view of her breasts as she reached up for the body wash and a pink
poofy loofah. He watched her lather it, then turn a purely evil
smile on him.

“Turn around so I can wash your back.”

He obeyed her, even though he detested being
scrubbed with a pink frothy concoction.

She started with his back, rubbing in slow
circles before she moved to his backside. Of course she took her
time here, playfully pinching and grabbing. She finished the backs
of his legs, and he took the sponge from her, turning to face her.
He soaped up her chest and neck, then her nipples, teasing and
caressing while she moaned, then he moved the lather lower.

The smooth soft loofah felt divine against
her bare mons. She sighed when he dipped a finger between her lips
to caress her clit until she was slick more from her own juices
rather than the lather. Her hands were clinging to his shoulders,
looking for support rather than relying on her weak knees.

Her nerves began to coil, waiting for that
one perfect caress to spring her into an all out orgasm, but she
refused to go there without him. She looked up at him and smiled,
stilling his hands against her, confiscating the soapy loofah to
use on him.

Jacob sucked in a breath when it touched
him. He was rock hard, wanting nothing more than to bury himself in
her tight warmth, but as her soapy hands closed around him, he
swore he saw stars. Her tight slick grip was moving along his
erection, fondling his balls with every downward stroke, rubbing
his head in her hands with each upward one. He buried his head in
her neck, letting the water run down his face as she worked magic
on him.

Then she dropped to her knees, releasing him
until the spray had rinsed him free of lather. Even the tiny
rivulets of water running along his skin felt like a caress.

Until her mouth closed on him. She engulfed
him to the back of her throat in one slide, the heat of her mouth
branding him, pulling the energy from his body, leaving him barely
enough oxygen to appease his lungs.

Vixen,
he thought as her head pulled
back, and he had to brace his hands on the shower wall behind her
as she sent vibrations through him, humming as she pulled, licking
and gently scraping her teeth along the entire length of his cock
until only the tip remained in her mouth.