Ripped! by Jennifer LaBrecque Page A

pin him against the door as she nipped at the masculine column of his throat and reached between them to release his belt and unbutton his pants. She slipped her hand inside his open uniform to cup him through the thin cotton of his briefs. Her heart thumped against her ribs as she slid down his body, settling on her knees before him.
    She leaned in and inhaled his unique scent. She carefully eased his briefs down over the length of his erection. God, he was beautiful. Springing long and sleek from a nest of dark brown hair, his penis curved slightly up. His sac hung heavy and full beneath.
    She steadied herself with her hands on his hips and delicately traced the blue vein on the underside of his penis with the tip of her tongue. She felt him shudder beneath her hands and heard the hard rasp of his breathing before he uttered a rusty yes.
    She caught the weight of his balls in her palm and held them as she rimmed his sleek, crowned head. She loved the scent of him, the taste of him, the feel of him.
    Wrapping her other hand around his shaft she eased his length into her mouth, or as much as she could fit. She worked her tongue around and over him, enjoying knowing that she was pushing him to the brink.
    He grew harder and his body increasingly tensed as she kissed and sucked and tongued him. “Stop,” he said.
    She looked up at him. Jaw clenched, green eyes glittering, he dragged her up his body. Before she couldutter a word, he’d reversed positions and Eden was against the door. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom. While Mitch tore into the cellophane wrapper, she unzipped her pants and stepped out of them and her shoes. He rolled on the condom and she rolled off her panties. The air cool against the hot wet heat between her thighs made her shiver.
    Still without a word passing between them, she wrapped her arms around his neck and one leg around his lean hips, opening herself to him.
    He grasped the back of her thighs and lifted her up, then settled her just above his sheathed erection, teasing her, tempting her. Finally, inch by inch, he eased her down over his thick length until she swore she could feel him pressing past her womb to a secret place that had been waiting just for him. She gasped from the utter pleasure of having him stretch her, fill her. She lost herself in the sensations spinning through her.
    “Yes. Yes. That’s it…” He reached between them and found her clit with his thumb and there was no gradual build-up and release. Eden screamed as an orgasm like none she’d ever known before tore through her, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.
     
    M ITCH LAY IN HIS BED AND watched the moonlight filter over Eden’s face and naked shoulder. After they’d christened the kitchen door, he’d shown her the house, thrown a couple of steaks on the grill, and they’denjoyed dinner on his back deck. Ultimately, they’d wound up in his bed.
    “What’s on your agenda after you finish the calendar shoot? Do you have plans this weekend?”
    “I’m just heading home after I do that family photo for Sergeant Sanchez. My schedule is open until next Wednesday when I’m flying to Denver for a week. Why? What did you have in mind?”
    The idea had occurred to him earlier in the day when he was watching her work. “Do you think I could talk you into an assignment in between? Of course, I’d pay you your going rate.”
    She rolled onto her side. “Maybe. If you play your cards right, I might even give you a discount.” She propped up on her elbow, the sheet dipping distractingly low on her left breast. “You’ve definitely got my interest.”
    He told her about his grandfather’s birthday and the reunion with the remaining five members of their group. “I’ve got a feeling this could be the last time they all get together. Someone there will have a camera, but they won’t capture it the way you would. It’s about an hour and a half north of New Orleans. Could I talk you into