beneath mine. Jesus, I couldn’t fucking remember the last time I’d thought about kissing a woman, or what her mouth would feel like under mine. That shit scared the shit out of me. Better to get the fuck out of there now and seek out one of the girls in the bar to suck me off.
I needed fucking relief.
At the last minute I decided on a fucking cold shower.
Chapter 6
Audra
I don’t know how long I’d been asleep when the bed next to me dipped, a clear indication that someone had joined me. I was pretty damned sure that it was Hawk, but I reached over anyway and felt around, as if by touching him I’d know. My hand fell upon a hard six-pack before roaming up to iron pecs, and then gliding down to find a naked, muscular thigh. A little further over and my hand grazed a thick, huge cock.
He was naked.
His cock was standing up like a flag pole.
I began to drag my hand away when it was grabbed and forced it back to the monster between his legs. A deep, animalistic growl sounded when he closed my fingers around it and squeezed. Actually, my fingers didn’t meet up, which reinforced how abnormally large his cock was, but then, we were talking about Hawk, and he was a beast.
He didn’t need to tell me what he wanted, and the truth was that I didn’t mind giving him a hand job. Maybe I felt I needed to repay him for saving me earlier. Something about him had attracted me from the start, had made me curious. His arm scooped me closer and the hand over mine slowly released once he was certain that I would remain put and had begun to move on my own. One trip over the bulbous head of it revealed that he was leaking a copious amount of pre-cum. I used it as a lubricant and ran my hand up and down the length of him, hearing his breath catch.
It freaking turned me on.
Part of me couldn’t believe that this was happening, that I was letting it happen. I didn’t know anything about Hawk, except that he was a dangerous, forceful man. I wasn’t in the habit of sleeping with strangers, much less letting them invade my body and give me one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever experienced. And I sure as hell wasn’t in the habit of doing what I was doing now. I blamed it on Dane’s lack of sex drive in the last six months.
The position I was in wasn’t very accommodating to giving a man a hand job, so when my hand began to cramp I moved to get more comfortable. As I was about to settle Hawk had other ideas. His hand moved up beneath my hair to circle the back of my neck, and then he was lifting the covers with his other hand and pushing my head downward toward his cock. The room was dark, but I didn’t need light to instinctively find his hard flesh. It didn’t occur to me to refuse, either.
I opened my mouth as he guided my open mouth down, at the same time lifting his hips to fill my mouth completely. My senses exploded with his musky scent and the taste of pre-cum on my tongue. My moan mingled with his much deeper one. As I took a second to savor the experience I ran my tongue along his hot shaft, discovering the ridges and veins lining it, ending with the tip of my tongue burrowing into the leaking slit.
“Holy fuck,” Hawk snarled, clenching a fist in my hair.
I could feel the tremor of his powerful thighs beneath me, hear the broken rasps of his deep breaths. The hand in my hair began to guide me, up and down, up and down, keeping in rhythm with the movement of his hips. I swallowed as much of his cock as I could, until it was crashing against the back of my throat. Each time Hawk grunted, and the hand in my hair clenched. Since he controlled the actions of my mouth, I was left to fondle his heavy testicles and the part of his cock that wasn’t in my mouth.
Eventually his speed picked up, as did his breathing, both signs that he was about to come. I smiled to myself, remembering a little trick that Dane had