Handyman. Jodi Lynn Copeland
spoken to any number of bad-boy lovers, but not ones she should have spoken with Thad.
He didn’t go still as she’d expected, or give her an unimpressed look. Didn’t even stop the sensual torture of his teeth and lips around her nipple. Just slid a hand down the rise of her bare belly and unsnapped her shorts with a foreboding pop that drove her senses wild.
The calluses she’d been hoping for caressed the skin beneath her panties, petted her waxed mound, and then eased into the slick folds of her sex. He wiggled his finger partway inside her. Cream seeped out to greet his entrance, and he started a slow, sweet rhythm, stealing her breath with each gentle thrust.
Though she told herself she wasn’t coming until he was naked and panting to do the same, with the third push of his finger inside her juicy hole the pressure balling in her lower belly became too much to hold back. Climax rippled through her as a wave of intense pleasure that had her biting down on her lower lip and being damned glad his finger wasn’t any longer in her mouth.
Lissa let out a yip of ecstasy as the tremors of sensation subsided. If orgasming with his finger inside her felt so good, how amazing was it going to feel when his cock was pumping her over the edge?
It wasn’t a question she planned to let go unanswered for long. He hadn’t responded negatively to her crude words, so there was no reason to pretend at being a nice girl. “I want you naked.”
Thad pulled his hand from her shorts and freed her nipple of his mouth. He met her eyes with challenge glinting in his own. “Make me that way.”
Her belly turned over with excitement. If that challenge was a sign, she’d found herself a closet bad boy.
Not about to waste time with wonder, she buried her hands in the back of his shirt and pulled at the thin cotton until the tanned skin of his back was free. The T-shirt came over his head and her cunt flooded with fresh cream.
Swinging a hammer clearly did incredible things to the masculine physique, because his body was easily the hottest she’d ever laid eyes on. Sculpted. Bronzed. Rock hard.
He was fucking edible.
Lissa wanted to lick him head to toe…and she hadn’t even seen him from the waist down. Her fingers shaking with anticipation, she pushed at his chest. “Lay back on the bed. I need to see more.”
A chuckle rumbled out of him. His stubborn upper lip curved in a wolfish grin, lending his slightly sunken cheekbones the hungry, dangerous edge. He sat back on his haunches to tug at her shorts. “You aren’t the only one, sweetheart. I need to see the hot little pussy that soaked my fingers.”
“Not if I see your big, hard dick first.”
His grin kicked higher, reflecting his like of her hard talk.
Heart pounding against her ribs, she scrambled to escape his weight and get him naked first. They tugged at each other’s clothes. Pulling at zippers and yanking at hems, rolling together on the bed, their mouths finding each other in the chaos and fusing, tongues licking, rubbing together, teeth clicking with their wild tumbling and impatience. Then their mouths falling apart as they rolled once more, and the bed disappeared from beneath Lissa’s back.
She thudded onto the carpet with an “oomph.” The breath hitched out of her in time with the sound of Thad hitting the floor. Somewhere below her, or off to her side. She couldn’t tell. Couldn’t see a damned thing. In the midst of all that rolling and tumbling, the sheets had gotten wrapped around the top of her head.
She swiped them away from her face to discover they were wrapped around her middle as well. The left side was still tucked beneath the mattress, creating a short wall.
“You okay?” Thad’s voice came from the other side of the wall.
“Yeah. You?” she tossed back, clawing at the sheets, wanting back to her quest of stripping his made-for-licking body. Or maybe she’d already gotten him naked. She’d lost focus there for a while.
Lissa tore at the sheets again, grunting when they refused to give way. “I can’t get out of these things!”
Callused fingers touched down on her inner thighs, stilling her pointless fight. Denim and silk teased against her legs, coasted over and free of her toes. His voice came out raspy. “Too bad for you. The view down here’s incredible.”
Her belly tightened. She felt suddenly vulnerable. Naked. So awesomely hot and wet with the knowledge he was eyeing her bare cunt.
She let her thighs fall farther apart. The telling catch in his breathing was ecstasy all its own. But, damn it, not the ecstasy she wanted to be experiencing. She couldn’t even reach down to spread her lips for him. “I can’t get to you.”
“Good thing you don’t need to. Like I said, this is all about you. Your pleasure.”
A whir started up on the other side of the sheet wall. A whir she recognized as one of several vibrators she kept stashed under her bed…and he’d found and was about to use on her.
3
She trusted him, Thad assured himself, so he would have to trust her in return. He’d obviously been sidetracked by trying to figure out what Lissa called him to her house for—construction inspection or pleasure. Getting her to sign a silence agreement before he laid a hand on her had completely slipped his mind.
He wasn’t about to demand she sign one now.
What he was going to do was take the pink vibrator, with its rabbit-shaped clit stimulator, he discovered under her bed and use it to drive her wild.
Lissa opened her legs wider and her pussy lips parted, exposing her blood-red clit. He’d seen a lot of women this way, stripped as bare as possible. Still, the sight of her cunt slick with cream and clenching in anticipation of his invasion had his balls drawing tight. She was wet enough for him to slide inside her right this minute. Much as he wanted to bury himself between her fleshy thighs, he wanted to make the moment last more. Because she was a good paying client and they deserved the best.
Angling the ears of the clit stimulator toward her right thigh, he buzzed it gently against her skin. Her leg jerked and a whimper came from the other side of the short wall of pale green sheets. He touched the ears down on her other thigh with the same light buzz. Her sex clenched. Juices trickled from her hole, lifting her sexy scent on the air and making his mouth water with the want to taste her.
Bringing the vibrator partway up her thigh, he brought the ears down on her sensitized flesh as he bent forward and licked the length of her slit.
Lissa ground against his tongue. He lapped at her folds, and she writhed and moaned, “I want your dick in me. Now!”
He wanted to put it there, before the damned thing split open his best jeans. First, she was getting a second orgasm.
Drawing back on his knees, Thad gave her plump pink cunt a slap. She squeaked out another plea for his cock. He laughed, relieving a small part of his tension. Hard to believe he thought her a doer not a sayer just a short while ago. “Be a good girl and maybe I’ll give it to you.”
“I never would have guessed you for a tease.”
“All part of the job.” He grimaced with the slipup. Some women got off on the idea he was a stud they paid to fuck. Others lost all trace of desire the moment they remembered he was only theirs for the duration of the session.
Before she could give his words thought, he brought the plastic ears of the vibrator to her clit and buzzed it full on.
Her pussy flooded with scarlet. Her ass lifted off the floor and she attempted to pull her legs together.
He used his shoulders to push them back apart. “Don’t be getting any ideas about fighting the pleasure. Wouldn’t want to have to spank you to keep you in line.”
Actually, he would love to swat her round ass, watch the supple skin turn pink, but that wouldn’t be happening this time around.