“But,” she continued, “I have something in mind besides eating right now.”
The buzzer sounded again. He grinned. “So your friend be damned?”
She nodded, then leaned in for another kiss. His skillful lips moved against hers hungrily and her heart quivered. She wanted to be with Sloan right now. She felt bad about leaving Liam hanging, but it hadn’t been definite that she’d be here. He’d understand.
She turned Sloan and backed him up against the wall, then ground her pelvis against his growing erection. She stroked down his chest, then over his bulge.
“It seems you have another little surprise for me,” she said.
“Well, it’s not really a surprise … and I guarantee you, it’s not little.”
She laughed and sank to her knees in front of him.
“Let’s see.” She slid his zipper down and reached inside. Her hand wrapped around hot, hard flesh and she drew out his shaft.
“You’re right. Nothing small about this.” She gazed at his humongous cock and grinned, then wrapped her mouth around his large cockhead. She swirled her tongue over his hard flesh as his fingers forked through her long hair.
“Oh, God, Janine.
You do that so well.”
She tugged his jeans down as she sucked and squeezed him, then tucked her hand under his balls. She slid her mouth off him and glided her hand up and down his slick shaft.
“You are deliciously huge and I can hardly wait to feel you inside me.”
“God, Janine, the way you talk.”
She gazed up at him. “You don’t like it?”
“Are you kidding? I love it.”
She laughed and licked down his shaft, then over his shaven balls. She laved them again and again, then took one in her mouth.
A knock sounded at the door.
“Your friend”—Sloan sucked in a breath as she squeezed his sack in her mouth—“is persistent.”
Damn. Liam must have slipped in when another tenant came in.
She drew back her face, but kept stroking his cock. “You want me to answer it?”
God, please say “no.”
“No way.”
A knock sounded again. She swallowed Sloan and sucked earnestly. Sloan leaned against the wall, his hand stroking her head. His breathing accelerated.
She fondled his balls as she moved up and down on his cock. He groaned and stiffened. She squeezed his cock in her mouth, then dove down deep, taking most of him inside.
He groaned again, and hot liquid filled her throat. She wrapped her hand around his tight butt and squeezed as she swallowed.
Once he was finished, she released him and he grabbed her and dragged her to her feet. Then he spun her around and pressed her against the wall, almost tripping on the jeans around his ankles. His lips pressed hard against hers and his tongue drove into her and swirled inside until he left her breathless. He fished in his denim jacket pocket.
“You are a very bad girl, making our dinner get cold.”
She felt cold metal against her wrist and heard the sound of a metal cuff snapping closed. He took her other hand and dragged her down the hall, then into her bedroom. He sat her on the bed, flattened a hand on her chest and pressed her onto her back, then slid her to the middle of the bed. Finally he hooked the chain of the handcuffs around a bar of her headboard and clasped the other bracelet around her free wrist.
She lay there, blinking at him, her heart thundering in her chest. It had happened fast. A moment ago, she’d been standing in the entrance sucking his cock, now she was flat on her back, handcuffed.