With a sly grin, Merindah pulled the knife into view. "My blade's pretty big. How about yours?" She slid back on his legs and ran the tip of the knife gently across the bulge in his trousers.
Jason froze. Not one twitch . Merindah lifted the knife away from his body and chuckled. "I've finally found a way to shut you up when you piss me off."
"This is not funny," he spluttered. "Fucking hell, woman, that's a knife."
"It is? Well, fancy that." She stared at the offending object.
She couldn't help herself. The laughter just kept coming. When she finally gained some control, she bent close to him and licked at his lips. Damn, he tasted good.
"Have you got a spare shirt and trousers in the SUV?" she whispered against his mouth.
He gulped and nodded frantically.
"And do you like a bit of kink with your sex?"
His eyes lit up and his lips twitched. "Try me on for size, sweet cheeks."
"Oh, I plan to." She brought the knife up and proceeded to cut the buttons from his shirt. "I'm not strong enough to rip the clothes off your back, but I always wondered what it would be like to cut them off a hunky male. Kind of like a pirate does to his female captive, you know? He slides the knife between her breasts and zip. There goes her top and her breasts are swinging free."
"Shiver me timbers, mate, and watch out for that woody."
Jason let loose with a crack of laughter. "I swear that bird is listening to everything we say." He grinned. "Now where were we?"
"Oh, right about here." Merindah pulled his shirt open and helped him slip his free hand out of the sleeve. Sliding the knife between his arm and the opposite sleeve, she sliced through the fabric.
Not giving him time to react, she laid the knife aside and dipped her head. All that lovely bronzed flesh. No way was she continuing without tasting.
First, she licked her way across his chest, curling her tongue in the smattering of dark hair. His skin tasted slightly salty, warm to the touch, a definite aphrodisiac. Eager to explore further, she moved upward until she could nip at his shoulder. Seems the gentleman liked to bite. Let's give him a taste of his own medicine.
He jerked in response, but it was the groan sliding from his throat that spurred her on. She swirled the tip of her tongue around the furled edge of his ear before moving across to his mouth.
Jason rose to the occasion and took control. Grabbing her hair, he tugged her closer still, his tongue thrusting into her mouth. She met him halfway, sucking, teasing. Taunting him until he groaned again. The steely erection beneath her ass left her in no doubt he was nicely primed. And he wasn't the only one.
Her pulse raced, heart thudding in her chest. Hot cream flooded her pussy. Heat streaked through her body until it concentrated between her thighs. Her clit throbbed, so highly sensitized she felt she'd explode if she didn't get some relief.
Jason released her lips and licked his way down her throat, leaving little love bites in his wake. When he walked his fingers across her chest and palmed her breast, rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger, a shudder rocketed through her and she gasped. A streak of fire zapped along her veins, the sensation bordering on pain before it morphed into red-hot liquid heat in her pussy.
He moved on, his hand caressing her hip. Warm. Enticing. She tilted her pelvis to urge him further. Oh God, so far, but not far enough. She needed him to touch her. To stop the ache between her thighs.
The fiery contact disappeared and she wanted to scream out in disappointment. Before she could give in to the frustration, she felt it. The shiver of steel. Cold. Terrifying.if she gave herself a chance to think about it. But there wasn't time to think of anything. Jason wrenched his hand up and she felt the elastic side of her thong give way.
Her mouth dropped open. "Shit, you turned the tables on me, you sneaky cowboy. I was supposed to be cutting you out of your clothes."
He held up the knife, a grin curving his lips. "Can't let you have all the fun. Besides, no way am I letting you near my cock with that knife. Not that I don't trust you, but I'd like to keep my crown jewels intact, thank you very much."
"Percy wants some head, baby."
"Shut up, Percy," they both yelled out together.
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