Page 71 of Her Unflinching Warrior (Omega Sky)
“Liar.”
“Kiss it and make it better,” she teased.
Gideon slid down her body, intent on doing just that.
“Wait!” she exclaimed.
He looked up. “What?”
Had he hurt her?
“Do it naked.” Her grin was wicked.
“You naughty, naughty, girl.”
“And you love that about me,” she crooned.
He got up off the bed and shucked out of his boots, socks, pants, and skivvies. He didn’t know how he managed it, but he got even harder as she stared at him. Jada reached out to touch him, but he brushed her hands away. She pouted.
“But, Gideon,” she started.
“No way, Angel. This is my show.”
“It’s always your show.”
“I don’t remember you having any complaints.”
Jada slowly laid back on the bed. “You’re right, I didn’t.” She raised her arms above her head.
He about swallowed his tongue, but that would be a waste; he had so many other uses for it.
“That grin of yours has me worried,” Jada whispered.
Gideon didn’t bother to respond—it would be another waste, this time a waste of energy. He circled one delicate ankle and pulled her toward him, savoring her hum of approval. The idea of any part of Jada Harlow being delicate, when she was the strongest woman on Earth, confounded him. But that was her, a puzzle that he would gladly spend the rest of his life trying to solve.
When her ass was finally resting on the edge of the bed, he got down on his knees in front of her.
“No,” she whined. “I want a turn.”
“In a minute,” he lied.
He looked down at her flushed sex and smiled.
So pretty, so wet…so mine.
Gideon didn’t bother with a tentative taste; he claimed her with one long lick that had her bucking upward. He laid his arm over her stomach, making sure he didn’t do anything to hurt her bruised hip. Jada wiggled and tried to bring up her thighs to get a better purchase, but he pushed her knee outward, intent on keeping her open to his ministrations.
He curled his tongue, slipping deep, feeling her tighten around him.
“My God,” she wailed.
She stopped moving her torso, but her legs kept trying to grip him. Time for a new tactic. He moved his arm from her tummy and plunged two fingers into her tight channel, curling them up, hitting a spot deep inside.
“Gideon. Gideon.” Her nails scraped against his scalp.
She was so close, and his dick felt ready to burst. He licked her again and again, then sucked her clit deep. He closed his teeth around the delicate nub, nibbling in time with the scrape of her nails.
She screamed out her pleasure.
