One hand cupped her nape, holding her closely to him, while his other hand came up to stroke one side of her breast, making her shiver with pleasure. His hands were rough, calloused. She hadn’t noticed that fact the night before when he’d touched her in the shower. But she didn’t mind. They were the hands of a working man. A real man.

His touch was electrifying. Her pulse began to race. But he gave her no reprieve. His kiss turned from gentle to searing in an instant, and she was incapable of stopping. When he suddenly severed the kiss, breathing hard, she was able to gasp for much needed air.

“Darlin’, you’re gonna make me come just by kissing me,” he murmured hoarsely.

“But you’re kissing me,” she protested.

“Same difference,” he growled.

Smiling to herself she drew back and gave him a shove so he landed on his back on the mattress. “Now let’s get back to the original plan.”

She scooted down a bit and leaned over his groin. Then she blew a breath against the tip of his cock.

“Fuck! Tara!”

“Patience,” she murmured and licked her tongue over the round head.

A groan came from Jay, while his hips jerked upward.

Pleased by his reaction, she wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and licked her tongue all the way down his length, then reversed her direction. She flattened her tongue along the underside of his cock and took her time.

“Oh my God! You feel good, Tara. So good.”

Arrived at the tip of his erection, she opened her mouth wider and wrapped her lips around his cockhead. A visible shudder went through him. She acknowledged it with female satisfaction. Maybe she wasn’t that bad in bed after all. Maybe she just needed the right guy whom she felt comfortable with.

Relaxing her jaw, Tara slid down on his hard rod, taking him into her mouth as far as she could. When she felt Jay’s palms on her cheeks, she thought he was going to force her to take him deeper, but instead he simply caressed her face.

“Darlin’,” he murmured, his southern drawl even thicker than before. The sound sent a pleasant shiver down her spine. “I’ve never felt anything so…”

She moved upward, then slid back down on him again, this time adding her hand to the mix.

“…so good!” His moan was amplified by the wooden interior of the cabin.

Encouraged by his praise, she increased her tempo, working his cock with her mouth and her hand, licking her tongue around the plump crown, while she cupped his sac with the other hand. The longer she sucked him, the more she wanted. She’d never been keen on performing blowjobs, but feeling how Jay was succumbing to her made her feel powerful and desirable. Sexy and experienced. She suddenly felt like a seductress who’d snared an unsuspecting man in her net and was now using him for her own pleasure. She could already feel her clit throb as if she was close to climaxing. Licking a man had never aroused her like this. But Jay’s body was addictive. His clean scent filled her senses and seemed to drug her.

She lifted her eyes to look up at him without letting go of his cock. His head was pressed back into the pillow, his eyes closed, and the chords in his neck were bulging. His skin was glistening. Gorgeous.

Jay suddenly raised his head and pinned her with his eyes as if he’d sensed that she was watching him. With his hands on her cheeks, he eased her off his cock.

“No more.” He breathed hard.

8

Jay panted and sat up, drawing Tara into his arms.

“Darlin’, you’re amazing.” No woman had ever sucked him like this, with so much passion and skill. Maybe Tara was more experienced than he’d at first thought. Or a natural.

He kissed her, pulling her upper lip into his mouth and licking his tongue over it, before releasing it again.

Her lips tilted upward into the beginnings of a smile. “So you liked it?”

“I loved it. But I can’t let you continue. I’m too close to coming.” And he wasn’t ready for that.

He lifted her up and laid her with her back on the bed. “My turn.”

A second later, he was crouched between her legs, his head at her sex. He took a deep breath, inhaling her arousal. Nothing was hidden from him. The lack of pubic hair allowed him to see every fold and every groove of her sex. With his hands on her inner thighs, he spread her wider, making her open up to him.

“So pretty,” Jay murmured and looked up at her.

A rose blush stole onto Tara’s cheeks and she lowered her lids, but didn’t avoid his gaze. Ah, yes, there was a lot of innocence left in her, despite the fact that she was trying to hide it from him by pretending to be the sultry seductress. He didn’t mind. He liked both sides of her: the innocent and the sinful.