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Of course, he taunted her by rubbing her knee. Jenny scrunched her nose at him, and he chuckled. His fingers trailed along the inside seam of her thigh, and he watched her face for a reaction. Her breath caught when one of his fingers rubbed against her damp crotch.

“Is that more like what you had in mind?”

“Oh, yes,” she purred as she widened her legs.

Chapter 24: I’m Not Very Good at This

WADE

Wade calmed himself. He wanted tonight to be perfect. His plan to take his time and tease Jenny until she was a writhing mass of lust competed with his need to claim her, to devour her. Her curvy body, bountiful hips, long legs, luscious tits, they all called to his baser self. Lust tried to consume him, but he resisted.

“Um, is everything okay?”

When Wade looked at her, Jenny seemed uncertain. Shit.

“You’re too sexy,” he said. “I’m talking myself down, so I don’t lose control.”

She laughed in disbelief. Somehow, she still had no idea what she did to him.

“I’m serious. You’re unbelievable. Sexy, sweet, funny, intelligent. Did I mention sexy already? I want this to be special for you, but with you sitting there, looking like my ideal woman when I was a teenager, it’s difficult.”

Jenny smiled at his words, but it was clear she didn’t believe them.

“You don’t believe me yet, but you will,” he promised. “They didn’t deserve you. I’m sorry for the bullshit you went through, but I’m grateful to be here now. I’ll cherish you, worship you, and fuck you until you forget your name.”

Her eyes widened, and her breathing sped up. Now she was getting the picture.

“Shit,” he said as he leapt to his feet. “I need to grab some condoms from my room. Unless that’s presumptuous of me.”

“Wait.” Jenny put her hand on his leg to halt his retreat, and he almost stopped breathing. “Um, I got some when I went to the bathroom earlier. They’re in my pants, wherever they went.”

She looked delightfully self-conscious about it, and he had to kiss her again.

When he was done, she asked, “What was that for?”

“Because you’re you, and I couldn’t help it. You needed kissing.”

Jenny blushed again, but this time, she was pleased. Wade found her pants and brought them to her. She fished out the two wrapped condoms and handed them to him. When he tossed them on the coffee table, she questioned him.

“I believe my lady requested a more intimate massage,” he reminded her.

Pink with embarrassment, Jenny stuttered. “I was just teasing about that.”

“But I wasn’t. Now, where were we? Oh, yes, I remember. You were laid out like a feast with just your sweater barely keeping your tits in place and those teeny tiny panties. I was about to bury my face between your legs before you reminded me that you wanted my hands all over you.”

A surprised squawk was Jenny’s only verbal response, but her body shook. From nerves or excitement, Wade wasn’t sure, buthe suspected both. His own hands remained steady as he slid them along her shapely legs. He glided his fingers lightly over her curves and past her knees before he stroked downwards with the palms of his hands.

She let out a moan when he massaged one of her calves. The erotic sound shot straight to his dick, but he focused on relaxing her as he kneaded the tight muscles in her legs. After a few minutes, he switched to her other leg and rubbed the stiffness there, too. Her body was limp and loose when he finished.

“Feeling good, baby?” he asked.

“Mmm hmm,” she murmured.

When he stroked the outside of her thighs, he expected more resistance or tension in her body, but she purred like a cat. Wade smiled at how easily he got her into a mellow state. That would make the next part easier.

Without warning, he tugged her closer. He threw one of her legs over his shoulder and held on to the other one before he rubbed his nose in the sweet smell of her pussy. Jenny’s languor fell away as he pushed aside the gusset of her panties and licked her from perineum to clit. God, she tasted so fucking good.

His girl jolted as if she’d received an electric shock, and her fingers twisted in his hair. He glanced at her face, but her eyes were closed. With his gaze still on her, he sucked on her clit. When her fingers tightened on his scalp, he knew he had her. Even without words, the sounds she made let him know what she liked.

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