The Chef's Sick Mate (Book 17 of the Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 52

Genevieve had enjoyed giving Linc a blowjob more than she thought she would. He'd seemed to genuinely enjoy it. Either that or he was a really good actor. But she had gotten him off, and she supposed that was a good indication that she'd done a decent job for her first blow job. She'd read about them enough in her books to sort of know what she was doing.

Gen wasn't under the illusion that Linc was a virgin. He was a thirty-six-year-old male werewolf. She knew he had to have some experience, and given that he'd waited for her half his life, it would be odd for her to think that he was. Though the thought of another woman touching him did make her jealous. Lincoln was hers.

Watching him cum had been rather satisfying. She's been a little uncertain of it simply because she didn't know how it was going to taste. But she knew he'd probably rather she swallow it than not. She'd just told herself that she needed to swallow immediately. And it wasn't as bad as what she thought it would be. She's gotten more of a thrill out of making him cum more than anything else.

Now she was sitting on his lap, staring at him, and trying to work up the nerve to do what he had asked her to do. She was turned on from making out with him and giving him a blowjob. Really turned on. She'd been beforehand, but she was even more so now. Plus, he was still naked, his dick still half hard between them, and he seemed perfectly at ease with it. She wondered if she'd ever hit that point where she could just sit here naked on his lap. The way she was feeling right now, probably.

She knew exactly what he wanted from her. She'd read enough romance novels, enough smut, to know exactly what he wanted. It was hot, arousing, and rather exciting. She knew what was coming, what he told her he was going to do to her, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't excited about it.

Linc had moved so that he was sitting up against the headboard of his bed. Gen was straddling him, facing him, and working to get up the nerve to do as he asked.

He leaned forward and kissed her. She loved his kisses. They made her feel amazing and turned her on so much. She'd spent the last five or six years reading smut. She'd given him a blowjob that wasn't horrible. She could do this.

Gen carefully reached down and slid her hand inside her panties. She forced herself to keep looking at Lincoln while she did it. She didn't want to. She'd rather be looking down while she touched herself so intimately in front of him. She was wet, which wasn't a surprise. She brushed against her clit, and a moan escaped her. Lincoln's gaze remained on her; his lips parted as he watched her face.

She pulled her fingers back out, and Lincoln gently grabbed her wrist and brought her fingers up to his mouth. He pulled them in his mouth, licking them clean. The action caused a small moan to escape her. "Linc," she whispered.

"Damn, baby, you taste good," he said with a smile. "You going to let me eat that pussy of yours?"

"Yes."

"Good girl. I've been wanting to all day." Lincoln kissed her again, then moved her onto her back. "You're sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." She liked that he was making sure she was okay with all of this. She also liked the fact that he'd called her a good girl. As ridiculous as that was, she'd gotten a thrill from it.

"Okay." He reached up and slid her panties down her legs.

Gen lay there holding her breath. Lincoln spread her legs and settled between them, a smile on his handsome face. His fingers touched her first, lightly, but she jumped. She hadn't expected the tingles. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"You're fine." He ran a finger down through her sex, and she moaned, her breath catching at how good something so small felt. "You're so wet for me," he murmured. He gently stroked her clit, and Gen moaned, not prepared for how good it felt.