His teeth nipped one peaked nipple before rolling it between his fingers. Jessa arched wildly, wanting more. Connor rumbled against her puckered skin, a sound of naked arousal. His hand snaked around her side and freed her breasts. The bra dropped soundlessly to the floor.
Connor pressed her breasts together and laved his tongue over each nipple in turn. Jessa’s breath hitched, and she flung her head back. She wanted more.
“Open your eyes,” he rumbled, hands still shaping her breasts.
Jessa’s eyelids fluttered. She was sitting naked on a stool with her back pressed against the bar. She barely registered her explicit position. All her focus was directed at Alex. The striking bartender leaned languorously against the counter behind her. The fly of his jeans was wide open. One hand restlessly clutched a bottle of top shelf scotch. The other pumped his thick shaft up and down. His intense blue eyes were glued to Jessa. And his expression was unmistakable.
Jessa squirmed, fighting Connor’s hold. Passion ran hot and heavy through her veins. But her innate shyness battled with this newfound sensuality. How could she lay here and let Connor pleasure her body while somebody else watched?
“Let me go!” Jessa demanded huskily.
Connor leaned forward. One strong hand held her captive. The other forced her to meet his hell-black eyes. The smoldering heat there burned Jessa to the core. She’d aroused a beast.
Burned away and reborn from the ashes. That was how he’d described it. Jessa knew now it applied to the both of them.
Her heart pounded. But underneath the fear and desperate denial was something else. She wanted him, wanted to be possessed, dominated, pulled kicking and screaming over the edge of her self-repression until the only things remaining were she and Connor, their sweat-slick bodies, and the aching need for completion.
“Kiss me, Connor, before I change my mind.”
Connor’s rolling chuckle reverberated off the walls and crashed over Jessa like a wave of brutal sexuality. “Watch Alex, Jessa. Can you see how aroused he is?”
Her body plumped, blood rushing into her excruciatingly aroused skin. Jessa whimpered. Her eyes were glued to Alex’s thick erection as it disappeared and reappeared in his palm.
Connor’s lips whispered over the sensitive shell of her ear. “Watch him.”
Sight and sensation blurred inside Jessa’s brain. She was on sensory overload. Arousal drew Alex’s handsome face taut with lust. The crown of his cock turned a dusky purple. It gleamed in the dim lights as pre cum glistened on the tip, dribbling down the flange and disappearing beneath his big palm.
Her body exploded to sudden climax, the muscles of her pussy undulating in waves that cursed the emptiness of her vagina, longing for the hot length of Connor’s cock. Jessa’s hips bucked, pressing against Connor’s palm as he ground the heel of it against the swollen hood of her clit.
Propriety be damned, her first instinct was to beg him to fuck her senseless. But her pride balked, refusing to let her beg for a release in the sensual storm sweeping her body.
Connor’s big hands bracketed her hips, tilting her body. The long, hard length of his erection slid against Jessa’s plump, wet labia. She melted against him, the creamy gush of juice enticing him to slip inside her pussy.
Alex’s groan drew Jessa’s attention back to the gorgeous man watching every wave of desire sweep her body. His eyes shimmered cobalt, darkened by his increasing hunger for release. His shirt rested above his abdomen to give Jessa an unfettered look at the perfect span of smooth skin and rippling muscles above his cock. A trail of golden hair began at his navel before snaking downward and meeting with the slightly thicker hair surrounding his cock. His muscles were tightly clenched against the maelstrom of his desire. His testicles drew tighter. The long vein running the length of his cock pulsed, once, twice, three times. Alex’s eyes slid shut as his lower body convulsed. A thick stream of white cum spurted onto his stomach.
“Oh!” Jessa gasped, mesmerized by the sight of Alex’s cum spread sexily over his stomach.
“Now, Jessa,” Alex murmured. “Let me see your passion.”
His words threw gasoline on the flames Connor carefully tended with his hands and mouth. Jessa gasped, arched her back, and was rewarded with the long thrust of Connor’s thick cock as he slid home.
Connor’s hands firmly held her hips while he slid his cock in and out of her slick pussy in long, lingering strokes. The pace drove her mad. She wanted him to pound her until she exploded. Instead, he stroked her with precision. Each slide and play of his shaft rubbed against her pubic bone. The slow massage was steadily driving Jessa insane with desire.