No Letting Go: Man-Maid, Book 2 by Anne Rainey

Jason.”
    Not waiting for a reply from him, she ran her hands over the smooth expanse of her belly. She stroked over her own skin, mesmerizing Jason. Slowly, she moved upward, sliding over her breasts, kneading and plumping them, and then her head fell back as she pinched the raspberry tips. Jason trembled with barely leashed sexual energy. Did she realize she was baiting a tiger with her little teasing show?
    Emma slipped her delicate fingers over and around her breasts, and he went rock hard.
    “You don’t know what you’re doing, Emma. You tempt me beyond reason.”
    She opened her eyes at his words and smiled saucily, causing his gut to clench. “I don’t need you to be tame with me. I want you unrestrained and crazy. And I definitely don’t want you holding back. Only please me in the best manner you can. Do you think you can handle that, Jason?”
    Jason didn’t bother to respond to her little taunt. At once, he was on top of her, pulling her arms above her head and pinning her to the mattress. Wedging his heavily muscled body between her yielding thighs, he shoved her long legs wide and rocked against her wet pussy. Slowly, allowing her to squirm, he lowered his head and sucked one stiff nipple deep. He was rewarded by her groan of need, her eager body shuddering anxiously for him.
    He took his own sweet time, laving and suckling on one breast, then moving to the other. Then he did it all over again. Soon, Jason could feel her lower body lifting, grinding against his hips, seeking fulfillment. He lifted immediately and demanded, “You do not come until I allow it.”
    And while his gaze roamed over her bared torso, her body liquid fire against his, Jason growled deep in his throat, enjoying the sight of such a beautiful creature. He got to his knees and straddled her face, “Suck me, baby.”
    He watched her attempt to take back control of her own body, but he wouldn’t let her. He wanted her to give herself to him completely.
    He took his cock in his fist and rubbed it over her lips, back and forth, drawing a bead of moisture to the bulbous tip. “Suck my cock. Taste me on your tongue.”
    As she licked her lips, taking in the sticky fluid, Jason nearly shoved her lips open himself. Thankfully, he was saved from such a foolish act as he felt her hands grasp his buttocks and pull him in just the tiniest bit. Emma looked up, their gazes locked, and without a second’s hesitation, she angled her head forward and took him into her hot little mouth.
    Nothing seemed to matter beyond the feel of her sweet lips wrapped around him so tightly, her tongue stroking him as if he was her tasty treat.
    “Emma.” Her name, thickly garbled, was all that emerged from his lips.
    She kept her eyes trained on his while he placed one large hand at the back of her head and pulled her farther onto him. Jason could feel the head of his dick at the back of her throat. She moaned in pleasure, and the vibrations moved over his entire length, driving him to the very brink. Having Emma love him this way somehow seemed more intimate than any other. She had the power to bring him to his knees, begging. Her hand came up and cupped his sac, squeezing gently, and Jason shut his eyes and concentrated on not coming too soon. He threw his head back on a groan as Emma allowed her hands and mouth to play with him, but he was too anxious to be inside her to let the pleasurable torture go on for too long.
    He was both relieved and displeased when she slid her mouth backward, letting her lips give a loving kiss to his tip, and then she broke free completely. As she started to draw him in again, Jason stopped her with a hard pull of her hair. He silently vowed she would know his taste. Soon, she would be drinking the fluid heat of his orgasm. For now, he wanted to feel the tight clutch of her pussy. He wanted her surrounding him as the night surrounded them. He knew she felt it too; the need to join was strong in them both.
    Jason grabbed a condom