Drawing back, Sharon began to bob her head, smoothly taking him all the way between her lips with every stroke. His muscled thighs were rock hard beneath her hands and she pressed her own thighs together as his guttural groans made her arousal climb even higher.

The fingers tightening in her hair urged her on as his thrusts became rougher, more urgent. There were a few moments of hesitation, but they disappeared quickly as Sharon easily took everything he had to give her. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing.

“I’m gonna come,” he said, his voice a gasp as he started to pull away. It was an almost gentlemanly move, in case she didn’t want to swallow.

Fuck that!

Sharon’s hands slid around to the backs of his thighs, pulling him towards her. She knew he went through the same barrage of tests everyone who was a member of Stronghold went through on a regular basis - he was clean, and Sharon liked to swallow. She liked the feeling of a cock pulsing against her tongue while a man groaned his pleasure, the way he looked as his back would arch and his head would fall back in ecstasy.

“Sharon, I’m gonna come!”

She sucked harder.

“Fuck...”

His fingers dug into her scalp as she took him deep again, her tongue rubbing the underside of his cock just as the first jet of fluid shot down her throat. She swallowed automatically, watching his body shudder as she pulled each shot of cum from him, her fingers digging into the backs of his thighs.

When his body finally started to relax, she pulled back, panting slightly for breath and immensely pleased with herself. The salty-sweet taste of him lingered on her tongue as she blinked up at him coquettishly and deliberately licked her lips.

“Yummy.”

The woman was a menace.

An enthralling, sexual siren whom he was already pretty sure he was becoming addicted to.

She’d taken his entire cock down her throat like it was no problem and looked like she wanted to ask for more. The flush of her cheeks and slightly glassy look to her eyes made it seem like she was even aroused by it.

She’s the freaking perfect woman, a little voice in his brain whispered.

Jake ignored it. She wasn’t perfect all around but... hell, in bed she might damn well be.

How the hell had her ex given her up? Any of her exes? Jake held out his hand to help her to her feet.