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His bedroom was warm. Maybe it was me.
“I want to see you, too,” I said.
His gaze lifted from my body to my eyes. “You want me bare, red?”
I nodded.
He tore at his clothes, a button going flying. Hehad to sit on the edge of the bed to get his boots off, but made quick work of his jeans and boxers.
He stood and–
“Wow.” I couldn’t help looking at him. Square shoulders, muscular pecs, a smattering of hair on his chest that tapered as it ran down the valley of outlined abs. Lower still was a thatch of hair a few shades darker than on his head. But what jutted from it?
It was probably a good thing he finger fucked me first. Because I wasn’t sure how that was going to fit.
I watched as he gripped the base. “Every inch of this is for you.”
He stroked up, then down.
“First dick, red?” he said. His voice dipped low and when I flicked my gaze to his, he seemed almost angry. No, he was jealous of the fact that I may have seen some other guy’s dick before.
“First one,” I said, licking my lips.
“How come you’ve never–”
I knew what he was asking and shrugged. “Too busy with work. Crazy life. My dad.” I listed all of the reasons why I was still a virgin, but really, I had never felt like this for anyone before.
My gaze dropped back to how he was stroking himself. “I… I want to touch.”
Letting go of himself, he crooked his finger, just like he did at the bar.
I stepped close to him, his dick bumping me in the stomach.
“Touch it.”
Looking down, I wrapped my fingers around it as best I could. It was hot to the touch. Silky soft, but like an iron rod. The crown was wide and fluid seeped from it.
He hissed and his hips seemed to involuntarily buck. His hand came down over mine and he showed me how to move. How tight to squeeze.
When I slid my thumb through that thick fluid, he ripped my hand away.
“Keep that up, red, and I’m gonna come on your belly.”
I met his eyes, wondering if he was exaggerating. Was he that into this that he was already close to coming?
“What’s wrong with that?” I asked.
“I’m coming in that pussy,” he growled.
“What if… what if I want to taste you?”
It was as if something snapped inside him. He grabbed my hips and tossed me on the bed. I bounced and before I could get myself to rights, he crawled up beside me, settled so that his lengthwas along one side of me, propped up on one elbow.
“You can put my dick in that pretty mouth of yours. Later.”
His gaze dropped down between us. “You wet for me, red?”
I nodded.
