Free Imperfect Justice by Olivia Jaymes

wonderfully alive as if for the first time. Every nerve ending in her skin tingled, her breath came in rasps, and heat swept from her toes all the way up to her forehead. This was nothing like the fumbling attempts she’d had before. Jared seemed to know all the places to touch and kiss.
    She felt helpless to resist.
    But shouldn’t she? Would he think she was easy or trampy if she went up in flames so easily? She was acting so different from her usual reserved self it unnerved her. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to feel about it.
    Jared didn’t give her a chance to ponder the question.
    His tongue traced the straps of her bra as he reached behind her and unclipped the fastenings. The garment seemed to slide away of its own volition along with her panties moments later, leaving her bare to his heated gaze.
    Bending his head to her breast, he teased an already hard nipple with his tongue until it was painfully tight. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth to try and get some sort of semblance of control over the arousal and heat that fizzed through her veins. A man’s touch had never affected her like this before.
    He lifted up and paused his ministrations. “Relax, honey. There’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing here. If it feels good it’s okay.”
    His soft assurances made her realize she was holding herself stiff and immobile in his arms, trying to think about anything but how he made her feel.
    “It’s just–I’ve never felt…” Completely inarticulate at this moment, she simply shook her head. “It almost feels…too good.”
    That made him grin and chuckle, his warm breath like a caress on the sensitive peaks of her breasts.
    “You’re good for my ego, honey. But there’s no such thing as too good. I feel the same when you touch me.”
    The thought that her hands and lips could make him feel this amazing piqued her curiosity. She’d never had anyone say she aroused them but Jared’s words intimated that very thing. And she wanted to make him as wonderful as she did. She slid her palms down his chest over his flat abdomen, tearing a groan from his lips and making her smile.
    Plucking at the buttons on his shirt, she parted the material and let her fingers explore the muscles underneath the fabric. His eyes closed and his breath became more ragged as she tentatively explored the ridges of his stomach. A surge of feminine power ran through her, hiking up her own arousal ten-fold.
    “Do you like how I feel, Misty? I love how silky soft your skin is.” Jared nuzzled the underside of a breast, running his tongue down her belly and pushing her legs apart. Reflexively her hands when to cover her already drenched slit. Her reaction caused him to stop but there was determination gleaming in his eyes. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re beautiful all over. Let me show you.”
    His tone was soft and cajoling and the battle inside of her intensified. She didn’t want all this sparkling pleasure to stop and she desperately wanted to feel his tongue do all manner of naughty things to her. With a determination she didn’t know she had she lifted her hands away, exposing all of herself.
    “Ah, beautiful. All pink and wet, just for me.”
    Jared ran a finger through her pussy, drawing a scream of pleasure from her lips. He chuckled and bent his head to lap at her now swollen clit and she almost came off the blanket, the feelings so intense. So good, so wonderful. Lights danced behind her lids and lightning zipped to her extremities. A coil of arousal tightened in her abdomen with each movement of his tongue, now running through every fold and crevice.
    Her body was completely under his control now. She felt herself moving toward orgasm, her entire being up in flames. When his mouth closed over her clit and sucked she was lost. Crying out his name, her muscles tightened as the pleasure intensified. Wave after wave rolled through her leaving her breathless and wrung out. When she finally