Just Bob (Assassins Inc. #1)(5)

While most panthers didn’t form familial bonds, those that found their mates did, and those bonds remained unbroken even in death. Once a mate was claimed, no other would do. Bob would become everything to me and I would protect him with my life.

“Please?” he whispered as he held out his arms.

Oh hell.

I dropped my jacket on the floor and then stretched out on the bed beside Bob, pulling the man beneath me.

“You smell fucking fantastic, baby,” I murmured as I rubbed my nose against the warm skin along Bob’s throat. “Right here, you smell so sweet.”

“N–No one’s ever thought of me as sweet before,” Bob whispered.

“I do.” I started alternating between sniffing Bob’s skin and licking it. Bob tasted as good as he smelled. I really did want to eat the little man up. I wanted to start at the top and lick my way down to the bottom.

And then maybe lick my way back up.

I gently started pulling his shirt up his stomach. I wanted more skin. When his shirt was up around his armpits, I moved from the man’s neck to his chest. I latched my lips onto one of Bob’s dark-hued nipples.

The cry that fell from his lips made my cock rock hard. Had anything ever sounded so erotic? Knowing I had made my mate make that sound made me feel like a god.

“Arms up, baby,” I said as I tugged the shirt up a little farther. I definitely needed more skin, preferably naked skin from head to toe. Once he lifted his arms, I whipped the shirt off over his head and tossed it on the floor.

I started to reach for the hem of his pajama bottoms when I noticed the lower lip caught between the man’s pearly white teeth. I instantly stopped what I was doing and cupped the side of Bob’s pale face.

“Bob, you’re okay with this, aren’t you?” I asked. My arousal took a nosedive at the nervousness displayed on Bob’s face. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. If you’re not into this, just say so, and I’ll stop.”

“No! I just…” Bob’s eyes darted away. “I’m afraid I won't be any good at this. The only guy I’ve ever been with freaked out the next morning.”

While I didn’t like hearing about any man Bob had been with, relieving the man’s mind was more important than my jealousy. “Just do what feels good, baby, and it will be wonderful. That’s it. That’s all you need to do.”

Moving over to stand next to the side of the bed, I grabbed the legs of Bob’s pajama pants and pulled them down his legs. For a man that was so damn short, he had some damn long legs. I could just imagine them wrapped around my waist as I pounded into the man.

Damn!

I could feel Bob watching me as I stripped my clothes off. When he moaned and sucked on his bottom lip again, I slowed down, taking my time. I was horny as hell and just wanted to get to the claiming part of things, but knowing my mate was aroused from watching me was a huge boost to my ego.

And yes, I had one. Once I was naked—and Bob was panting from watching me—I climbed up on the end of the bed between Bob’s legs. I stroked my hand down one of his legs before pulling it up close to my hip.

“Do you shave, baby?”

“Just…just my…” Bob’s hands fluttered near his groin, drawing my eyes like a magnet.

I inhaled sharply when I got my first good look at his shaved groin. “Holy shit, Bob.”

The smooth skin covering Bob’s cock and balls was a work of art.

How had I not noticed that before?

Was I blind?

I pushed myself down Bob’s body until I reached the hard cock jutting out from his shaved groin.

“Oh, I’m going to love this,” he said right before diving in. I grabbed Bob’s thighs and pushed them up—holding them there—so I could get a better angle. I licked one long line from Bob’s perineum to the top of his cock.

“Oh, oh…” Bob shouted as he thrust his hips into the air.

I chuckled, but followed Bob’s movements. The man really did taste fantastic. I could lick Bob all day long and be a very happy panther. I used my tongue to bathe Bob’s body, moving back and forth between his ass and his cock. I paid special attention to the tight ring of muscles that winked up at me.

After a few moments, I licked my fingers then started applying pressure to that special little ring, slowly inserting them into Bob’s ass, one at a time. By the time Bob was humping into the air, his head thrashing about on the bed, I was ready to explode.

I couldn’t for the life of me understand how Bob had stayed single. He was the most responsive man I had ever seen. I knew exactly when I hit a sensitive spot and when I didn’t. Bob’s cries and moans, and the shivers that racked his body, told me everything I needed to know.

Bob was a dream.

I finally lifted my head and sat up to kneel between Bob’s thighs. The sight of Bob lying naked on the bed with his legs spread, his skin flushed with arousal, and his mouth slightly parted as he panted was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.

I stared for a moment, drinking the sight in, and then leaned over Bob. “Come for me, baby,” I whispered as I wrapped my fingers around Bob’s hard cock and quickly jerked him off. “I need you to come for me.”

I could see the edge of an orgasm riding Bob hard in the widening of his deep-brown eyes. He was close. I quickly leaned over and covered his lips with my own, thrusting my tongue into my mate’s mouth, swallowing his cry as hot spunk shot all over us both.