Free Snapped by Kendra Little Page B

palms, just like he'd imagined. His thumbs strummed the
dark nipples until they pointed but he didn't relent. He rolled them, plucked
until Lucy's moans became louder.
    Her lips parted and her tongue pressed
first against the top one, then caressed the bottom lip, leaving a moist trail.
Never had lips looked so inviting. Never had he felt so hard in his life as he
did right now.
    His head, filled with the scent of Aloe
Vera, dropped forward into her hair. He nibbled her ear, eliciting a groan from
deep within her throat. She turned her head, just enough to press her lips
against his. She tasted like nothing he'd ever tasted before. Sweet and sinful,
spicy and succulent. He couldn't get enough. The short, exploratory nips turned
to a deep, thrilling kiss that boiled his blood. His heart felt like it was
going to break right out of its cage.
    He felt her hand reach back and fingers
touched his crotch, setting his groin on fire. He tilted his hips so she could
get a better angle but she didn't undo the fly of his pants. Instead, she
traced a fingernail down the zipper and along his too-hard erection. He sucked
in air, kissed her deeper, teased her nipples and pressed himself into her
hand. His entire body burned, stoked by the furnace in his rigid penis.
    Take it, he silently begged. Please take it.
    She cupped him. Gently squeezed. He cried
out against her mouth. He was going to come. If he didn't release himself soon
he'd do it in his pants. He fumbled with his fly but she brushed his hand aside
and he had no choice but to return it to her breast while she tortured him
further. Instead of unzipping him she rubbed along his shaft, up to the tip and
down to his heavy balls where she squeezed again.
    He moaned, agony and ecstasy combining to
give exquisite pleasure. Unrelenting pleasure. He didn't care if he came, where
he came, he just wanted to quell the fire burning inside. He sucked in a
lungful of Lucy and air as the tight spring uncoiled a little more with every
squeeze of her palm, every massage along his erection, roaring within its
prison.
    "Ah, Lucy," he murmured. "Yeeessss."
    Then something happened. Or rather,
nothing. She stopped and got off the couch.
    "Wh, what are you doing?" he
managed to mutter through ragged breaths.
    She picked up his cell phone which he'd
placed on the coffee table and handed it to him. It was ringing.
    He swore and slouched back into the arm
of the couch, exhausted. His erection still ached for release but it looked
like that wouldn't happen now. Lucy, her back to him, got dressed.
    As his breathing steadied, his erection
died and he could focus again. He'd had a narrow escape. Only seconds away from
making a fool of himself and a huge mistake. He pressed his hand to his temple,
blew out a breath, and answered the phone.
    "What?"
    "Hey, how's it hangin'?" O'Connor.
    "What do you want?"
    "Gee, you're testy. A little
frustrated are we?" He chuckled.
    "Just been doing some kick boxing
practice with Lucy." He glanced up but Lucy had left the living room. Good,
at least she couldn't hear his pathetic lies.
    "Yeah, sure. What other sorts of
moves have you and Juicy Lucy been up to?"
    Nick ground his molars. He was tired of
hearing that stupid nickname. "If I hear you call her that one more time,
I'll make sure you do surveillance duties for the next month. Got it? Now, what
the hell do you want, O'Connor?"
    "Okay, okay, calm down. Just want to
tell you we can't find Mack Thompson."
    "Did you try the number I gave the
chief? He left it on Lucy's answering machine."
    "Yep. No good. Just a machine. He's
probably screening his calls."
    "Keep looking. Let me know how you
go."
    "Sure thing. Oh, and ah, the guys
and I want to know when it's our turn to ... protect Lucy. We reckon
you've had long enough."
    Nick hung up to the sound of Dave
chuckling. Little asshole. He needed a lesson in respect.
    And so did Nick. Minutes ago he'd been
about to make love to a woman he barely knew. If he had, it would have