Dare to Love Series: If You Dare by Cari Quinn

Dare to Love Series: If You Dare by Cari Quinn

Author:Cari Quinn [Quinn, Cari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, New Adult & College, Sports, Contemp Romance
Amazon: B00V3ZJ1H4
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2015-03-22T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FIVE

Peyton had never been a huge fan of giving BJs. It wasn’t like she hated them or anything, and she definitely understood the “give so you can receive” theory she’d just espoused, but the guys she’d been with tended to pull on her hair—and not in a sexy way like her new lover did—while bruising her throat in the process. No finesse at all.

Noah Keaton was not one of those men.

For one thing, he was partially cuffed. His free hand only stroked her hair. Never pulling. Never even tugging. Just gentle strokes that made her lean into his touches and wish he’d bump them up a notch. He’d certainly allowed her to go to town on his hair.

He didn’t seem like he was in any hurry to rush this along though, in spite of how thick and hard he was. Pre-cum hit her tongue every time she licked him and he seemed to lengthen with each pump of her hand. He had such control. She wanted to decimate it.

Those limits he’d talked about testing? The time had come for her to nudge at his as well.

Hollowing her cheeks, she worked her fingers over him, squeezing in rhythmic pulses. She was getting him all wet, and he wasn’t the only one. It had to be obvious that she was raring to go, considering how she kept pushing her thighs together and squirming over the formerly pristine sheets. He probably could smell how much she wanted him.

She sucked him deeper, not giving her cheeks time to heat. Hell no. She was done with blushing. At least for tonight.

Bending forward, she thrust her ass in the air, circling it in time with the ripples of her throat. God, she was actually enjoying this. Not just pretending to so it would end quicker. He grunted and wove his fingers through her hair, leading her down closer to his groin. The combined scents of soap and a light veil of sweat made her moan and he reciprocated as the sound traveled down his cock. Any minute now he was going to blow, and as much as she wanted to taste him, she wanted to feel him lose it inside of her even more.

Reluctantly, she drew back. She continued to work his slick length with one hand—from the contorted expression he wore, he was fully enjoying the strength guitar playing had granted her—and fumbled for a condom with the other. She ripped open the package with her teeth and stopped stroking him long enough to get it on him. It wasn’t as easy as it seemed to be in the movies, but she hadn’t practiced much. The few men she’d been with had always done the honors. She bit her lip as she finally got it into place, hoping she hadn’t killed the mood with her slowness.

“Haven’t done that much, huh?”

His low voice grazed her flesh like gravel over silk. So much for him not noticing her lack of skill in that area. “No,” she said, ducking her head.



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