Free Full Contact (Worth the Fight #2) by Sidney Halston Page A

area.
    “Your turn.”
    “I don’t have any tattoos.”
    “That’s not what I meant, babe.” He licked his lips, leaned down, and pulled her to her feet. He turned her around and unzipped her dress, then sat down on the couch to watch her undress. She tried to do it slowly, seductively, the way he had. But she didn’t feel seductive. She felt awkward and nervous and suddenly very self-conscious. She felt trembly and fidgety, like a horny teenager about to lose her virginity.
Super not sexy, Jessica.
    She let go of her dress and it slid right off her body and pooled down her legs. She stood in her lacy bra and panties. He pointed a smug finger at the bra and panties, encouraging her to continue.
    She reached behind and unclasped her bra but crossed her arms, holding her bra in place.
    His finger moved side to side in a no-no-no movement. She closed her eyes, released her arms, and let the bra fall to the floor. She stepped out of her dress and kicked everything away.
    “Keep going.” His voice had dropped into a different register.
    She hooked her fingers into her panties and slowly slid them down. Now she was standing in front of the most perfect male specimen she’d ever seen, completely naked. His eyes roamed her body hungrily. He reached forward and pulled her to him by her waist. She staggered a little before she found herself on him, straddling him, though careful not to impale herself on him. His mouth crushed down on her and her body ground against his. Since she couldn’t have him the way she wanted, she slid down to the floor, between his legs.
    “What are you doing?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes glazed over.
    “So, you said third base included oral, right?”
    “Uh…Jess? I don’t think that’s…” His word dissolved into a groan the moment her lips wrapped around his fully erect cock.
    She began with her tongue only, as her hands went up to his chest. Her fingers stroked along his pecs, then his erect nipples, then his abs, which contracted under her touch. As she went lower and lower with her hands, they finally joined her mouth and the shallow kissing deepened. He thrust his hips forward, propelling his cock deep into her mouth.
    Dennis, the only other man she’d ever done this to, had usually lain there like a sack of potatoes while she did all the work. Slade, on the other hand, was an active participant. In fact, it felt as if he was actually…
Omigod,
she thought,
he’s fucking my mouth.
With anyone else, she’d have felt a little self-conscious and perhaps even violated, but with this man—it was fucking sexy! She was doing this to him. Making him so frantic he couldn’t control himself.
Jessica Cross, superstar blow job giver!
That’s what she felt like at the moment. She almost pumped a fist in victory, but she didn’t want to seem lame, so she kept her cool, like this was a normal part of her everyday sex life.
    He moaned, and she felt, and tasted, how close he was. “Jessica, baby, I don’t…ah! Jess. Stop. I don’t want to come in your mouth.” She held him tighter and worked him harder until he lost all control and she took it all in. Every last drop.
    He was breathing hard. She was still on her knees looking up at him. He reached down, put his hands under her arms, and lifted her up to his chest. “Holy fuck. That was…unexpected.” His eyes closed.
    “Unexpected good? Or unexpected bad?”
    He pulled back to look at her face. “Seriously? You gotta ask? Unexpected super fucking great. My dick in your mouth is never bad. Ever.”
    And then she did the lame-ass thing she’d been going to do in the privacy of her own room later when he left: a double fist pump.
    “You are such a goofball,” he said with a laugh before kissing her. When his breath evened, he flipped her over to her back on the couch. “I owe you an orgasm.” He parted her legs, which trembled as he got on his knees and moved closer. He began kissing her inner thigh, starting at her knee and