Sweet Arrest by Jordyn Tracey Page B

smarty pants.” She pulled his hands until he sat down on the bed beside her. “Don't blame yourself. This is all her, Connor. And me really. If it is Mil ... well I'll deal with that when we know, but I just want to forget everything, forget she threatened to hurt you if I didn't cooperate, and—"
    "Whoa, what did you say?"
    Her eyes widened. “She said she would hurt my boyfriend if I didn't give her the papers."
    A'isha blushed at calling him her boyfriend. He studied her beautiful face, and figured he would like to be. Not just lovers. He wanted to date her, and he would when this was over. For now, he needed to protect her.
    "When she said that, I would have given her what she wanted.” Her eyelids lowered.
    "Why?"
    "Because."
    He pushed her chin higher, forcing her to look him in the eye. “Because, huh?” Tracing her soft lips with his tongue, he breathed in her sweetness. He wondered if he would ever in a million years get enough of her. One way to find out. Careful of her injured wrists, he eased her back against the pillows. “You've been hurt. Let me make you feel better."
    He pinched the buttons of her shirt open to reveal her lacy white bra. Her breasts swelled above the delicate material making his mouth water and hunger for a taste of her nipples. His shaft grew stiff in his pants, but he welcomed the discomfort, knowing the reward he would soon receive.
    An animal growl erupted when he had freed her of her blouse and bra, and he bent down and licked a line from her navel, between her breasts to her neck. She quivered under his touch. Not taking his eyes off her luscious body, he ripped his own shirt over his head and tossed it away. She mewled, reaching out to touch him, but he moved out of reach.
    "Uh-uh. This is all about you for now. When I've made you scream a few times, maybe then."
    "We can scream together.” She wiggled her brows. He chuckled.
    He kissed his way down her belly to the band of her pants. Unzipping them, he breathed in her heady scent. She was most certainly ready for him. To test his theory and her reaction, he slipped a hand inside her pants to cup her mound. She opened and closed her legs, unsure whether she wanted to invite him farther or squeeze his hand against her hot center.
    Connor made the decision for her. He leaned back and slipped her pants off, followed by her panties. Spreading her legs, he took in the view. Sweet come ran down from her opening to caress her ass. He licked his lips, dipped a finger inside her tunnel and pulled it out. He let her watch him suck his finger clean.
    She squirmed and moaned.
    "You want me to eat it, baby?"
    She panted. “Yes!” For a moment, he was distracted by the bandages on both arms as she rested them on her chest. He climbed back up her body and kissed each before gently placing them at her sides. “I'm so sorry you're hurting."
    "I'm okay, Connor.” A shudder went through her. “I've never had anyone take care of me, not for a long time anyway. I guess I'm not good at it, but I give it everything I have. It ... It feels nice not to worry, even if for a moment."
    He took her mouth, dipping his tongue between her lips. She pushed him back, and he frowned. “What?"
    "You taste like my snatch.” She laughed. “It might get you all hard and ready, but I don't want to eat myself."
    "No?” He winked. “You don't know what you're missing.” Not waiting for her comment, he moved to her nipples. Tweaking them, he watched them pucker and tighten into little peaks ready for him to suck. He took in first one, and then the other, running his tongue around the rims, luxuriating in her color and the texture of her skin. Kneading the bud between the roof of his mouth and his tongue, he tugged. A'isha groaned. She ran a hand over his dick, and he nearly exploded at the one touch.
    Again, he moved out of her reach and unzipped his pants. He watched her take in the sight of his erection, loving how she appreciated his body as much as he did