Page 66 of Man Seeking Woman

And I was starting to get highly annoyed. Pulling and tugging, yanking and flaying, it probably looked like I was doing more damage than good.

“Here, let me try again,” she said, climbing onto her knees and taking my cock in her mouth.

Ella sucked and licked, coddling my dick like a lollipop. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled her face away and drove back down. She tried for at least ten minutes to get some type of reaction out of my dick, but he wasn't having it.

“I don't know what's going on.” Flipping the end of my dick up, it came flopping back down onto my thigh.

“Let me see your balls, maybe Mr. Pink really got you good.”

“No, no I'm fine, just don't stop. Keep sucking, eventually I'll get hard.”

“August, don't force it. If he's not having it, then we can wait.”

“I don't want to wait.” Grabbing my cock, I desperately tried to make him hard.

He was being a stubborn fucking prick—pun intended.

“August, let's just start over tomorrow night.” Ella wrapped her hand around mine, stopping any movement. “One more day won't make a difference.”

Grunting, I angrily shook my head and rolled onto my side away from her. I was pissed that my body had decided not to work, and that the new house guest had decided to attack my balls like a clump of a yarn.

That wasn't how I pictured the night going at all. I imagined I'd blow her mind, making her want to do nothing but fuck like horny teenagers.

Instead, I found myself going to bed frustrated with a pair of oranges between my thighs.

Sex on day one was a nightmare.

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