Free Siren-epub by Cathryn Fox Page A

was no longer able to fight down his cravings.  He shackled Jenna’s wrist and practically dragged her across the dance floor. 
    While keeping pace with him she asked, “Where are we going?”  The lust in her voice urged him on.
    “I need to get you alone.  Fast.”
    Dean rushed up to the bar and retrieved a card key to one of the upstairs lofts.  A few minutes later, they found themselves locked away in a private bedroom.  Richly decorated in soft colors and plush fabrics, the room was designed for seduction.  A huge king-sized bed dominated the space, urging them to live out their every delicious fantasy. 
    Dean shifted his attention to Jenna and watched her walk to the lamp.  Eyes alive with anticipation, she flicked it on, bathing herself in a golden glow.  With the lamplight pouring over her half-dressed body, she came back around to stand before him.  Her mouth thinned provocatively, before her fingers went to her zipper.  His hungry eyes left her face and traveled lower, to watch the seductive way she slipped her pants to her ankles and kicked them away.  She stood there, radiating confidence, embracing her sexuality.  Dean’s heart slammed in his chest. 
    As he took in her voluptuous curves, he began trembling from head to toe.  He stood perfectly still, observing her.  The thrill of self-discovery was apparent in her expression. 
    She crooked her finger, her gaze dropping to his crotch.  While he continued to bask in her sexual awakening, her pretty tongue slid over her lips, signaling her intent.  “I want you, Dean.  All of you.”  The soft, seductive whisper of her voice drew him toward her. 
    With a predatory advance, he was on her in seconds.  “I want to taste you,” she murmured into his lips as they closed over hers.  He kissed her, long and hard and with all the passion inside him. 
    Jenna inched back and slid down his body.  He tore his T-shirt off and tossed it away as her fingers went to his zipper.  She released the button and drew his pants and shorts to his ankles, releasing his throbbing cock.  As she took in his girth, her eyes widened in delight.  She closed her hands over his shaft.  Her fingers felt warm and smooth and so damn good on his naked flesh. 
    When she spotted the juices pearling on his slit, Jenna moaned deep in her throat.  Her hands continued stroking the length of him, caressing him with the utmost care.  Overcome with desire, he wobbled and blinked the room back into his vision.  He could barely keep his focus, let alone remain upright.  Marshaling his control, he let his hands go to her head, where his needy fingers raked through her hair as he fought to hang on to his composure.
    The wet tip of her tongue brushed his engorged cock, lapping at his cream.  Her furtive touch evoked myriad sensations and emotions inside him.  A moment later, she teased his throbbing cock between her lips. 
    Her warmth closed around him like a silken sheath.  She rocked forward until his bulbous head hit the back of her throat.  The onslaught of pleasure weakened his knees. 
    Dean threw his head back and growled.  “Jenna…” he choked out with effort.  “I’m never going to last if you keep that up.”
    She tilted her head back to look at him.  “I’ve been dying to taste you, Dean.  It’s all I’ve been able to think about.” 
    Small hands slipped between his legs, cupped his balls, and gave a gentle squeeze.  Dean drew in a sharp breath.  She filled him with such raw need.  Unable to help himself, he began to undulate forward, fucking her hot, slick mouth with much force.  He wanted to control himself, he really did, but her moans of encouragement and the way she worked her hands over his cock had his libido raging out of control. 
    He pitched forward and pulled her hair back, watching the way his cock slid in and out of her hungry mouth.  He’d never seen a more beautiful sight in his entire life.
    Pressure brewed inside him.