Page 53 of Rogue Voice

Bea blushed. Shedidwant to touch him, but she didn’t knowhow, and didn’t want to mess this moment up.

Under his guidance, her hand wrapped around his hand. Now they could both feel the head of his cock. It felt good—warm and hard. As her hand moved down his shaft, his own hand moved aside to let her explore. She made it all the way down to his testicles before coming back up his cock.

“You’re so hard,” she whispered.

Rogue groaned. “You’re going to kill me, honey.”

“You were touching yourself much harder. Do you also like it like this?”

“I like everything you do,” Rogue said. “I could probably come from you reading the phone book to me right now.”

“I think I prefer this,” Bea said, laughing. Her touch grew bolder. She picked up her pace, touching him with long, twisting strokers, the way she’d seen him touch himself.

Rogue’s eyes closed, his head leaning back against the pillow, the picture of potent masculinity. Bea committed the moment to memory.

The closer he got to orgasm, the more his body tensed, but still he made no attempt to take over. His hands stayed behind his head, letting her know that she was the one in control. She liked that. She liked being in control. And she wanted to see him come. She wanted to see if his body behaved in the same way hers did when she approached her own orgasm. Moments later, she had her answer. The ridged muscles of his belly tightened. His legs flexed.

“I’m going to—” He didn’t get to finish the warning before come erupted from the tip of his cock, shooting up, onto her hands, down onto his muscled belly.

Bea watched him orgasm, feeling more powerful than she’d ever felt before, knowing she’d been the one to give him this pleasure. She looked at the hot, sticky mess covering his belly and her hands. Something clenched inside her as she realized that would have been inside her if they’d been … together.

There was so much of it. Bea wiped her hand against the side of the sheet—she wasn’t sure what the correct protocol for this was but figured that was safe enough.

When she looked up, Rogue’s eyes were open.

“Sorry about the mess. I meant to warn you.”

“I liked it. But I also know what you were doing.”

“Coming hard, you mean?”

Bea shook her head. “You found a way for the two of us to … you know … without being together.”

Rogue sighed, pulling her against him. “Weweretogether just now, Bea. Sex isn’t just about penetration. What we just did … Let’s just say it was more intimate than many sexual encounters I’ve had.”

“I don’t want to hear about your past sexual encounters.” That would only make her feel inadequate, and she did not need that. Not now, when she was feeling so strong.

“I’m not planning on talking about it. I just wanted to let you know, we have all the time in the world.”

“What if I want it now?”

Rogue barked out a laugh. “Then you’re going to have to give me a bit of time to recover.”

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Rogue

Rogue lay awake long after Bea fell asleep. To be fair, she’d fallen asleep almost immediately after they stopped talking, her small, naked body curled against his.

Fuck. Don’t think about the fact that she’s naked under the sheet.

Rogue hugged her closer, careful to keep his cock away from her butt. He was hard again.

What if I want it now?He’d been hard since he heard her utter those words. Hard enough that it was going to be impossible to sleep. But it was worth it. Having her here, against him, felt incredible. And sure, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to have sex with her. The thought of being inside that beautiful dark pink pussy made his cock weep. But he wanted other things even more. He wanted to keep her safe, to help herget a start on a new life, and make sure the ugliness from her old life didn’t follow her.

He sighed. So yes, it was better if he kept his cock away from her, however hard it might be to do so. He heard the footsteps out in the corridor long before the soft knock came.

“Give me a second,” he said in a low voice. He eased himself away from Bea gently and quickly put on his jeans, not bothering with his boxer shorts or top.

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