“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she moaned.
“Damn, I missed you,” Jake whispered a second before he gently bit down, nibbling on her as if she were a luscious dessert.
“Stop,” she demanded and tugged on a fistful of his rich, dark hair. The little sting forced Jake to remove his mouth.
When he sat back on his haunches and looked up at her, Roni nearly caved. Christ, even on his knees he had a commanding presence. He didn’t have to speak—Roni could feel his need to take over. He wanted her and forcing him to go at her pace was pushing him to the limits of his restraint.
“Stand and undress, pet.” Within seconds Jake was nude, his huge cock pulsing with the need for release. A pearl of moisture glistened at the tip and Roni couldn’t resist the invitation to lick it off. She closed the distance between them, lowered her head over his erection and swiped her tongue once around the bulbous head before sucking it into her mouth. The warm sticky liquid coated her voracious tongue. Jake’s harsh groan forced her to pull back. His hands fisted at his sides as his gaze pinned her in place. Roni knew their game had only just begun.
11
Jake couldn’t take his eyes off her. It wasn’t just the clothes, though those were hot as hell; it was the way she moved. An exquisite self-confident woman taking command of her man. It intoxicated him. He’d never understood female domination and he hadn’t been lying when he’d told her aggressive women did nothing for him. Submitting held little appeal, but Roni had changed him. Besides, letting her lead meant he was free to enjoy.
“Would you like to know a secret, pet?”
“Yes,” he groaned, all too aware of how close he was to coming. The round swells of her tits were mere inches away. He could close the gap and have her hard little nipple in his mouth so easily. Jake stayed still and tamped down the urge to take over.
She smoothed a palm over one hip before venturing to the juncture between. As her fingers passed over the pussy she had yet to reveal, Jake’s mouth watered. A trickle of sweat traveled down his spine as he waited for her to speak.
She stepped forward and whispered. “I had these pants custom made.”
Jake didn’t give a damn about the pants, but he couldn’t say that without ruining their little game. “Yeah?”
Roni smiled as her gaze traveled down his body. When she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his cock and squeezed, Jake cursed.
“Mmm, you’re beautiful. This cock belongs to me, doesn’t it, pet?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Jake growled. “But if you squeeze it one more time I’m going to come all over your pretty fingers.”
Roni laughed and released him. “I’d be very upset if you decided to come before I had a chance to play.”
Jake started to speak but remembered he wasn’t supposed to and held his tongue. As Roni started to move toward the couch, Jake stepped forward.
Roni held her hand in the air. “I didn’t give you permission to move.”
Jake froze. Fuck, she was good at sounding bitchy. It took him a full ten seconds before he could form a reply. “Yes, Mistress.”
Roni arched a brow, then took a seat on the couch. Jake licked his lips as she spread her thighs wide. His eyes narrowed as he noticed a series of snaps over the seam of her crotch.
“Do you like my pants?”
“I’d like you better out of them…Mistress.”
Roni extended a hand toward him. “Come over here and unsnap them for me.”
Jake didn’t need to be told twice. Within a few strides, he stood in front of her. Roni’s cheeks turned pink as he bent at the waist and ran his hand over the smooth, shiny material covering her pussy. As he popped the first snap Roni shuddered beneath his touch.
“You drive a man to the edge, princess,” he admitted, his voice hoarse with desire. “I can’t seem to muster an ounce of control around you.”
Roni ran her hand over his abs and hummed her approval. “I like you out of control, Jake.”
He undid another snap, then another, revealing soft, bare skin. There weren’t any panties blocking his view. “Christ, you’re so fucking sexy.”
“Unsnap them all, pet, then taste me.”
At her gentle command, Jake dropped to his knees. “My pleasure, Mistress.”
He spent little time unfastening the remaining snaps. As he pushed the material wide, Jake’s cock flexed, his balls drawing up tight. Not only weren’t there any panties, but she’d also waxed. He let one finger stroke the baby-soft skin he’d exposed. “I like this. Such a lovely cunt.”