Page 79 of Crimson Love

I mull that over before I ask, “Was that Devon’s order or did you make this happen?”

“We agreed to it, so both of us. You’re not going to work today.”

My emotions are warring within me, bouncing around between deflated from being told not to come to work to being turned on and wondering about all the ways Jett can have his way with me on my first day off other than a Saturday and Sunday. And that’s only been since I got to the manor. Weekends were not a thing with Andrei.

“I’m not sure what to do with a day off.”

A slow smile spreads over his handsome face. “I can help you with that.”

He doesn’t need an invitation. He pushes the covers to the side and pushes to his knees. I shiver with the loss of his body heat and feel it in every nerve ending in my body when he drags my panties down my legs. The morning sun peeks through the crack in the heavy drapery, throwing a soft, filtered haze through the room. Jett may be staring down my body, but I’m doing the same to him.

He hovers over me, his wide chest and muscled abs on display. My eyes go south, past his fresh scars and straight to his cock begging to be released where it’s being held hostage in his boxers.

Hostage.

I know what that feels like.

Without thinking twice, I reach up and stroke his cock with the tips of my fingers.

Jett groans. “You’re really testing my control.”

I look into his eyes and do it again.

“Baby.” He groans and reaches down for my hand and wraps it around his cock. When he thrusts into my hold, I tighten my grip.

“You feel so...” I’m not sure what to say.

“Big? Hard?” He gives me multiple options. “You don’t need to stroke my ego, but you can stroke me.”

I roll my lips together. “I was going to say perfect. But if you insist.”

He holds my hand to his cock tight over his boxers, but I want more.

I pull my hand away and do what he did to me, but I do it with much less confidence. Hooking my fingers at his hips, I pull.

He doesn’t stop me, but he does narrow his eyes as he falls back to his knees between my legs. “My bum kidneys have nothing on you. You’ll be the death of me for sure.”

I have to sit up to reach him, but I pull farther and farther. When his bare cock springs out in front of me, my heart skips a beat and my mouth waters.

I can’t take my eyes off him ... it. However you refer to the most beautiful and fascinating organ I’ve ever seen.

The tip of his cock is swollen and dark. A vein bulges where it runs down the side, and it lists just a tad to the right. But here I am, front and center. Face to face. So close, all I’d have to do is lean in a bit to reach out and taste it with the tip of my tongue.

“If you lick your lips one more time, Lennon, I’ll come right here all over your face. And I don’t want to do that ... yet.”

Yet.

My eyes dart up to his. He’s dead serious.

I can’t squeeze my thighs together because he’s kneeling between my legs. If I wasn’t hungry for his touch, I’d take care of the situation myself. The ache there is begging to be taken care of.

I look back down at his cock as Jett holds out his hand for mine. “Let me show you.”

My heart pounds, but I place my hand in his. When he wraps my fingers around his long, bare cock, he also shifts his knees apart, which in turn, spreads my legs farther. His gaze shifts down my body and focuses directly on my sex, open and needing attention.

It’s like Jett can read my mind. “I’d tell you to touch yourself, but I’m too greedy. I want every ounce of your pleasure. I’ll take care of you myself in due time.”

I peek up to his dark eyes. “In due time? I’m not sure I can wait that long.”