Vivian Arend - Rocky Mountain Haven

“This is where Jaxi lives, isn’t it?”

“Jaxi and Blake, but they’re on their honeymoon. They’ll be home next weekend. I cleaned it out a little and we’re good. They won’t mind at all.”

Beth raised an eye at him. “There’s a bed in here.”

“Don’t hold it against me.”

“Don’t hold me against it…”

He laughed. Damn, he loved her sense of humour. “I told you, I have a million things I want to do with you. It’s warm and cozy and private here. You ready to play?”

Her grin lit up the room.

“I need to know one thing. When you said you wanted to try it all…did that mean just me playing with you? ’Cause, darling, I have to confess I have this one dream that’s making my body ache and if you’re interested…”

Her gaze dropped to his crotch. His cock rose in response, creating a bulge in the fabric.

Her tongue darted out briefly as she wet her lips. “You want me to touch you?”

“Oh yeah.”

She shrugged out of her coat and tossed it on the chair beside the door. The top two buttons of her blouse had slipped opened, and he swallowed, shifting his hips to try to ease the pressure now flooding his groin. If he didn’t get her sweet mouth on his cock soon he was going to explode right in his fucking jeans.

“I’ve never given anyone—I mean, I’ve never done it before.” She straightened her spine. “I’m interested…if you’re willing to teach me.”

“I think I could handle that.” He undid his button, her gaze lowering to watch, her pupils growing huge. She licked her lips again as he unzipped and his cock sprang free.

“You’re not wearing any underwear.”

“It’s called commando, darling, and usually it’s fine.” He took himself in hand, slipping from tip to root as he pushed his jeans farther open. “Only when I’m around you, it increases the danger. I swear I’ve got the imprint of the zipper on my cock.”

She stepped closer and reached for him. He let her wrap her hand around him, holding in the swear words wanting to burst out, it felt so fucking good. Hesitant strokes up and down teased him. When she brought her other hand to touch his balls through the fabric of his jeans, he sucked in air.

“You’re killing me.” She flipped her head up, her breathing hard, almost as uneven as his. “You like touching me?”

“Yes. My husband…”

He leaned in and swallowed the words. With her hands on his cock, there was no way he wanted to be talking about that man. This was about her and him, and nobody else. When they drew apart, he covered her fingers, stopping the torment as she’d continued to explore. “Let me lose the jeans, and we’ll go on.” He looked her over. “You want to take off your blouse and bra too? ’Cause I love watching you.”

Her face flushed, but she loosened the extra buttons one at a time. He couldn’t look away as the fabric floated apart to reveal her soft skin, the rosy flush of desire covering her neck and the firm swell of her breasts peeking out from under the lace of her bra. The very pretty and delicate yellow bra.

“You went shopping in Calgary, didn’t you?” He pressed open her blouse, sliding his hands over the warm skin of her waist, lifting upward until his palms rested over the pale material hiding her breasts.

Beth grinned. “You’re not allowed to cut this one off me.”

“Hmm. Leave it on, I’ll enjoy looking at you like this too.”

He stripped off his T-shirt and shucked his jeans, keeping his gaze firmly on her to enjoy every minute. The minx put on a show, shrugging her shoulders and letting the fabric fall to the floor behind her. She stretched her arms in the air, and her breasts rose, the tight nipples stabbing the lace and forming tiny ridges. When she reached for her jeans, he held out a hand to stop her.

“Later. Sit.”

He helped her settle on the edge of the low bed. For some reason, Blake and Jaxi had their mattress and box spring resting on the floor. It must have made it awkward for getting in and out of bed, but there was one very obvious advantage. Beth’s eyes widened as she stared at his now-eye-level cock. “Damn.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, damn. Right now it’s all about me.” He watched her closely as he stepped between her thighs, his dick aimed at her like an arrow at a target.

Beth tilted her head up and smiled at him. “Can’t be all about you when I’m the one who wants to try. What do I do?”

Anything you want. “Hold me. That’s right. Now lick the head.” She leaned forward and slipped out the tip of her tongue, tasting him. He was going to die. Her tentative touch sent a jolt of lightning through his entire body.

“Oh, you taste…” that sweet smile flashed again, “…good.” She swirled her tongue around the crown of his cock, warm wetness coating him, and he swore softly. The urge to thrust into her mouth was powerful but he held back, wanting her to enjoy this as much as he was. She opened wide and enveloped him, and his heart skipped a beat.

“Hell, that’s it. Get me good and wet. Use your tongue while you, oh shit, yeah…” She was a damn quick learner. She sucked and pulled back, her teeth lightly grazing his flesh, and he hardened impossibly. It wasn’t going to take much to set him off tonight. Watching made every sensation more intense.

With tentative nibbles, she set his heart pounding. The delicate rasp of her tongue on the tender underside of his shaft sent an icy tingle up his spine. She explored with her lips, her fingers, cupping his balls and rolling them lightly, and he squeezed his eyes closed and fought for control.

Maybe she’d never gone down on a man before, but sweet mercy, if she wasn’t doing everything exactly right.

He lowered a hand to stroke his fingers through her hair, loving the way the curls shone in the light, the way their softness caressed his palm. He cupped her cheek for a second, brushing his thumb against the edge of her mouth. Touching where they intimately connected.

She slipped her lips farther down his shaft, and the crown of his cock nudged the back of her throat. Her eyes popped open, and she gagged for a second. “Ease off, sweetheart. Only go as far as you want.”

Daniel tried to retreat, not offer as much of his length, but she let go of where she’d grasped his cock and grabbed both cheeks of his ass. Her fingernails dug into his skin like a kitten’s. His cock jerked in reaction and she hummed.

He was a second and a half from all hell breaking loose.

“Darling, you need to decide if you want me to come in your mouth or not.” Decide fucking fast too . Beth pulled him toward her, his cock spreading her lips wide, the moisture from his precome and her saliva coating him and shining in the light of the room. Another rock of his hips, and another, fucking her mouth slowly but firmly as she willingly lapped and sucked.

“Beth, I’m going to come.” His balls drew tight, the tingling sensation at the root of his cock nearly numbing him. She flicked a glance upward, a sweet smile curving the edge of her lips where they stretched around him, and he lost it. A jet of come shot from his tip into her mouth, and she lurched down again, swallowing involuntarily. The additional suction blew his mind and dragged out another jolt of semen. Beth pulled back, and he slipped from her lips, still coming. A strand flew out to land in her open mouth, another to lie in a sticky string along her cheek. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

Beth laughed aloud and opened wider, reaching with her tongue to try and recapture him.

Daniel grabbed his cock and pumped a few more times, aiming at her mouth as he shot the rest of his load. She yanked him close, pinching his butt until she once again enveloped the softening length of his shaft. She swallowed and he swore. It felt so bloody amazing his legs grew weak. He stood on shaky limbs for a moment until his cock grew too sensitive for her continuing exploration.