Tough Guy: A Hero Club Novel by Jamie Schmidt (the reading list .TXT) 📗

on her ponytail and she moaned around my cock. The vibration nearly sent me into orbit. I let her slide her mouth up and down, watching her lovingly suck and lick me. She looked up at me with laughter in her eyes and took me deep before sliding me all the way out of her mouth. She made a popping sound as the tip came free. Her lips were puffy from my kisses.

“Was that all right?” she asked, batting her eyelashes at me.

I pulled her hair and guided her head back down. “I didn’t say stop.”

Her entire body shivered, and she gave a little scream when I bucked my hips up. The scream turned into a moan when I held her head there and fucked her mouth with small soft strokes. I lifted her up by the ponytail, still wrapped around my fist, and brought her up so I could kiss her sweetly, as she took in deep gulps of air.

“I’m going to have to switch hands,” I said, untwisting her hair from my fingers.

“Why is that?” she purred, kissing me.

I pushed her back down toward my lap. She eagerly took me in her mouth again and bobbed her head up and down with slick slurping sounds that had my eyes rolling back so hard in my head I saw stars. I flipped up her skirt. Her white granny panties were in my way, but I would do my best. Reaching between her legs, I pushed away the soaking wet fabric between her legs and rubbed my fingers through her soft folds.

Jackie bobbed her head faster. Each slide of her mouth drew another ragged breath from me. I fingered her, trying hard to find that little button from this angle. I wasn’t quite making it, so I thrust three fingers inside her as deep as I could. Her thighs locked around my wrist as she rocked back against them. I used my free hand to tug up on her ponytail.

“I’m going to fucking explode.” I tried to pull her up, but she swallowed around me instead.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned.

She writhed on my fingers, but never stopped licking and sucking.

I started to shake. My entire body clenched. She was dragging everything out of me, and I was powerless to stop her. I desperately wanted her to come, but I lost all control of everything when she swallowed again. I was deep in the back of her mouth and I couldn’t stop the floodgates as her body moved in time with my thrusting hips. I pulled her hair as I came, pumping into her as the world ignited into fiery pulses of pleasure.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” I chanted. It was the only word I knew. When she pulled away from me, I was completely boneless and entirely under her spell.

“Did you?” I asked.

She licked some of my come off her lip and shook her head. “Nope. You owe me.”

I reached for her, but she slid back into the passenger seat.

“You’re good for it.”

I stared at her open-mouthed, still unable to process anything but the feeling of her wet mouth taking everything I could give her.

“Do you want me to drive?” she asked sweetly.

Yeah, I was definitely paddling that ass red later.

Chapter Twelve

Jackie Mitchell

“How was that for trashy?” I asked Miles once he recovered enough to operate the motor vehicle.

“Five stars,” he rasped.

My body still hummed from the rush of enjoying his body. I almost wanted to play with myself while he watched, but I was genuinely afraid he was going to crack up the car.

“I still want dinner and a show.”

“Anything you want.”

I was having a hard time managing my emotions. On the one hand, I was giddy and horny and loving every minute of being with Miles. That was Las Vegas Jackie. New York Jackie was a strung-out mess of worry, anger, and frustration. It was no wonder that I liked Las Vegas Jackie better. She was a hell of a good time.

But I had to get Las Vegas Jackie under control so we could find Lisa once and for all and then Las Vegas Jackie could have the rest of the week and Miles all to herself. Miles’s phone rang.

“Is that your mother this time?” I asked, feeling restless. Maybe we could stop back at my hotel for a quickie before dinner.

“Not likely,” he said, flicking a glance down to his phone. “Shit.”

“What?”

“It’s Highway.” Miles brought the phone up to his ear. “What? Are you busting my balls? This better not be a fucking joke. All right. I’ll be there as soon as I drop Jackie off.”

My heart sank. “What’s the matter?”

“Apparently there’s a gas leak in the club.”

“Oh no.”

“I don’t fucking buy it, but they had to clear out the bar and I’m hemorrhaging money until I can get there and yell at the inspectors for shutting me down.” He tossed the phone into the middle console with disgust. “I’m sorry. I know I promised you a night out.”

“That’s okay,” I said. “Take me back to the Wynn. I’ll order some room service and we can rent a movie when you’re done with this mess.”

He quirked an eyebrow at me. “Are you sure?”

“Well, I suppose we could watch porn, but I got to be honest, I get bored and want to fast forward to the good parts.”

“You’re perfect, you know?” He stroked his thumb down my cheek.

“Far from it, and I might jump you before you get time to eat so maybe have a sandwich before you come over.”

“I’ve got to keep my strength up.”

I was disappointed, but I’d live. To be honest, I was pretty tired. I had hit the ground running—dancing—ever since I landed. It wouldn’t kill me to take it easy tonight. Miles pulled right up to the cul-de-sac entrance to the hotel and kept the doors locked while I kissed him goodbye. I could certainly get used to having him in my bed for the rest of my time here. When I was sure he