“She wants him to cum in her mouth,” Connor whispered in Jessa’s ear.
Jessa’s voice was hoarse. “Why would she want something like that?”
“She craves the taste of his cum. Isabel loves to suck him dry and beg for more.”
“Will he,” Jessa swallowed thickly. “Will he cum in her mouth?”
“No, he wants to feel her pussy milk his cock.”
Her knees gave way with his announcement. Connor braced her light weight against his torso and settled her in his arms. Jessa’s hands gripped his forearms until her knuckles turned white. She didn’t seem to realize that she wasn’t standing under her own power.
Connor growled deep in his throat. His self-control was slipping away. But his thoughts and desires were jumbled, and he was of two minds as to how he should proceed. It was getting damn hard to keep his intentions straight, or even to remember exactly what they were.
He bit back a groan at the thought of Jessa’s sweet pussy. To plunge his cock in and out of her cunt until she came undone, her voice breaking over his name.
But something stayed his lust, funneled his fierce sexual appetite into the gentle caresses and coaxing encouragement he sensed Jessa desperately needed.
So instead of ripping her jeans from her body and shoving his cock balls-deep in her hot slit, he splayed one big hand across her belly and used the other one to unclasp her bra and discard both it and her snug shirt.
Her full breasts swung forward and brushed the back of his hand. Connor shifted until he could rub the soft underside of each breast. Her breath hitched and she would’ve looked up at him but for Alex’s sudden movement across the room.
Alex pulled his cock roughly from his lover’s mouth and picked her up. Isabel’s mini skirt landed unceremoniously atop the pile on their way past. Without wasting another second, he carried her to a table and laid her on top. Hooking his finger into her thong, he impatiently pulled it aside and flung her legs over his shoulders.
Alex gave Jessa one more piercing blue glance to make certain she was watching before he plunged his huge cock deep inside Isabel’s wet cunt. Isabel cried his name and arched her back in ecstasy. Alex pounded in and out of her pussy at a furious pace. The wet sound of their flesh coming together tore a soft moan from Jessa’s throat.
Connor was struck with a mighty wave of desire by the tiny sound. Forcing his brain to concentrate on the woman in his arms and not his rock hard erection, he cupped her breasts. As he’d thought, they fit perfectly in the palms of his hands. Rolling her nipples between thumbs and forefingers, he was rewarded with another moan.
“You shouldn’t be doing this,” she protested weakly.
“Yes, I should.”
“It’s not…it’s just not appropriate.”
“Fuck appropriate.”
“If feels so…” she broke off as if she couldn’t decide what to say.
“How does it feel?”
“Good. Strange. I don’t know anymore.”
Connor chuckled and swept her up into his arms. Depositing her gently on the bar, he replaced his fingers with his mouth on her right breast before Jessa had time to voice an objection.
Her voice broke on a word that might’ve been his name.
“Easy, Jessa,” he rumbled against her taut nipple. “We’ve only a short way to go tonight.”
“Why?” she gasped.
Because he didn’t know how much longer he could hold back.
Connor gorged on her breasts, filling his mouth with them each in turn until she was limp against his arm, unable to hold herself up.
“Lift your hips,” he demanded roughly.
She complied without a word, arching her back. Connor skillfully unsnapped and unfastened her slacks with his free hand while lustily suckling her swollen pink nipples. He slid the soft material past her knees and left it.
“Look at me, Jessa.”
Her eyes were hazy with passion, glinting whiskey brown in the dim lights above the bar. Bracing her weight on her hands, Jessa spread her legs for Connor as if she were unable to keep them closed. As if her hot, aching flesh wanted him to bring her to peak as badly as he wanted to do it.
Jessa’s thighs were smooth and pale beneath his callused palms. Connor slid his hands gently toward their apex. He wanted to savor every moment. From the sight of her legs opening before him to the heady scent of the sweet cream flooding her pussy.
The honey-brown curls of her pubic thatch were close cropped into a narrow strip. Connor spread her wider and was rewarded by a glimpse of hot pink flesh between her legs. Her inner labia were engorged and slick with her hot juices. Connor ran three fingers through her curls until they rested against the heat of Jessa’s pussy lips. Spreading her wide, Connor took his first look at the beauty of Jessa’s hot cunt open wide to his eyes.