Hunger burned within the dark blue stare that followed the course of King’s loosening buttons. Lusty appreciation was writ across delicate features as she took in the sight of his shirtless chest – well-formed and strong, with no soft rolls of flesh to hide the power of his frame. Curiously, there appeared to be four aces tattooed on his chest. She hadn’t seen many tattoos in her years and was immediately curious to touch and taste the marked skin. Transfixed by the dark lines of ink, she welcomed the sudden pull of her body up against him and took that opportunity to slide her hand up the right side of his chest to graze the pad of her thumb along the aces.<br/><br/>Warm fingers clung against his skin a second later as the crush of his lips and tongue took over her senses. Abby’s soft pale flesh pressed tight against the hard dark plains of King’s exposed skin, her body melting in reaction to the urgent heat of his kiss. A soft gasp and subsequent moan were muffled between their joined lips as the grip of his fist tangled in her hair and the upward squeeze of her soft breast sent the sensitive bud of her nipple instantly tightening against his palm. She arched against him, sliding her soft skin over his body with every intention of fueling the lust that had already kindled between them. She wanted him to burn for her and recognize that there was something special about her, something he would come back for and pursue beyond this night of mere distraction.<br/><br/>King’s unexpected step back caused her to stumble forward slightly since she was using his body as an anchor as she arched and writhed against him. Never having been particularly graceful, she tried to make up for it with a lighthearted attitude. But here? In this setting? She hoped that the bright rush of embarrassed color to her cheeks was hidden by the darkness of their small room and covered by the fact that he was taking another drink of whiskey. When his hands dropped to his waist and his pants fell away, she stood in silence while she admired his nude body and blatant arousal. Dragging her plump lower lip between her teeth, she stared at the thick length of him for a long moment before returning her gaze to King’s face.<br/><br/>The sweet steady pulse of her arousal increased immediately at the gentle, yet insistent, push of his rough hand upon her neck. Needing no further encouragement, her lips traveled down the length of his neck and chest, pausing momentarily to sate her desire to flick her tongue over the Ace of Spades before continuing lower. By the time she settled on her knees, her mouth and tongue were working over the hot skin at the crease of his hip and thigh, lapping at that little indentation teasingly while his cock throbbed a mere inch from her lips. The tug of his fingers in captive coppery curls urged her to quit her teasing and give him what he wanted from her.<br/><br/>Peering up through thick auburn lashes, indigo eyes met his dark stare just as those sweet pink lips parted around the shimmering head of his length. Within the warm confines of her mouth, her tongue slid forward to take her first taste of his slick skin. His taste was strong and salty, but she enjoyed the feel of his thickness stretching her lips and the grip of his hand in her hair. Placing delicate palms against his upper thighs, she slowly slid her mouth forward and lavished the hot wet attention of her slippery tongue over each inch that disappeared inside her mouth. Eventually, nearly his entire cock was buried inside of her mouth, her wild tongue working industriously as she kept up the pressure of holding her lips’ grip on him, causing her cheeks to sink in slightly.<br/><br/>While her lips and tongue worked over his throbbing length, one set of fingers curved inward along his inner thigh. She stroked the sensitive skin, scraping her nails over him gently before finally curling between his legs and cupping the heavy weight of his balls. Within her warm soft palm, she gently massaged them in time with the pace of her lips and tongue working over his cock.