Free Duty Bound: Bound and Tied, Book 2 by Myla Jackson Page A

on.”
    With some of the fun of his conquest seeping out of his night, Jake vowed to show his lovely prize that this arrangement wouldn’t be all that bad.
    KC’s lips pressed into a tight line as she reached forward and grasped Jake’s dick between her hands and ran her fingers over his length.
    “No. Not yet. Let me show you how good this can be.” He turned her over onto her back.
    Eyes wide, KC lay still like a trapped animal.
    The challenge of changing that look from fear to desire was one Jake would fully enjoy.
    He started with her lips, trailing his own across them, enjoying their luscious fullness. “You’re so very soft.”
    “No, I’m tough,” she whispered against his mouth.
    “But soft in all the right places.”
    Rosalyn’s fingers trailed up to cup one of KC’s breasts. “She has the prettiest nipples, like ripe cherries ready to be plucked.”
    “I’m getting there.” Jake refused to move any faster, taking his time exploring every inch of his bargain.
    As his lips left hers, he noted the passion-glazed look in KC’s eyes and almost smiled. His fingers trailed along her jawline and down to her tender earlobe, his mouth following with feathery-soft caresses. When he got there, he took her earlobe between his teeth and nipped gently.
    She gasped and her back arched off the blanket.
    So far, so good. Jake ran his fingertips down her neckline, and his tongue pursued, flicking at the pulse beating so fast at the base of her throat.
    She squirmed beneath him.
    Rosalyn’s hand tweaked at KC’s nipple.
    Jake’s mouth watered with the desire to take that nipple between his lips and suck hard, but he prolonged his own desire to raise KC’s to as fevered a pitch as his own.
    Working his way downward, he pressed his lips to her collarbone, tasting her skin, brushing it with his tongue and nipping gently. At last he reached the swell of her breasts. He kissed the nipple closest to him, his gaze on Rosalyn’s hand massaging and pinching the tip of the other. He wanted both to himself, his hand rising to take over from the other woman.
    Rosalyn didn’t protest, her own hand moving lower to caress the curve of KC’s hip.
    Jake laved first one nipple then transferred his attention to the other.
    KC moaned, her chest rising to meet Jake’s lips, urging him to take more of her breast into his mouth.
    He obliged, sucking gently, pulling at her until her hand rose to cup the back of his head, holding him there.
    Oh yeah, he’d have his little prize crying out for more by the time he was through.
    His hand slipped lower, skimming across her belly to the mound of curly blonde hair over her mons. Baby, I’m going to hit pay dirt tonight .
    KC’s body stiffened, going completely still.
    Jake’s hand stopped. “Did I say that out loud?”
    Rosalyn answered, “Um…yes, sir, you did.” She leaned up on her elbow. “Now, KC, don’t let a few words get you all upset.”
    Jake’s hand cupped her pussy. “I didn’t mean it like it sounded. I mean, you’re a right pretty filly. Any man would be proud to have you.”
    She jerked up to a sitting position and then to her knees.
    Rosalyn rose behind her and laid her hands over KC’s shoulders. “It’s okay. Remember your bargain.”
    “That’s right. This is only a bargain. Nothing else.” She glared at Jake. “I don’t have to like it, I just have to make you like it.”
    Jake rose to his knees as well. “I’m not a complete jackass. I want you to find something to like about this whole deal.”
    “You are a jackass and the only thing I’m going to like is when it’s over.” She clenched her fists at her sides, her forehead creased in a dark frown.
    With his work cut out for him, Jake had to squash the urge to throw her down and fuck her. Couldn’t she see how much his body ached to do just that?
    Then it dawned on Jake. Maybe she could see what she did to him and the thought of his big old dick ramming into her scared the fool out of her.