She fiddles with the wide belt and keeps her gaze down,
hiding from me. “When Stephen and I were sitting at the bar working yesterday,
I heard the girls talking about giving lap dances and blow jobs for thousands
of dollars. Is that something–”
My mobile hits the floor, and I’m on her before I even
realize I’ve taken her down. Body checking her to the sofa in the small sitting
area, pinning her to the cushion as I growl at her. “Don’t even fucking think
about it.”
Breathless and shocked, she lies still as a statue beneath
me. “Think about what?”
Of its own volition, my hand finds its way to her throat and
her racing pulse throbs against my palm as I squeeze her into submission.
“Trying to earn money like that.”
Her head shakes as her eyes widen in surprise. “I wasn’t. I
would never–”
“That’s right. You will never fucking put your mouth
or your body on anyone but me.”
“That’s…”
I loosen my grip around her willowy neck so she manage more
than just a whisper. “What?”
“That’s what I wanted to ask you…because I was wondering…if
you like those too.”
Jesus. “You want to give me a blow job?”
“I don’t know. I was just kind of curious, and you’ve done
things before…and I haven’t....”
Things. My innocent virgin wants to explore with me.
Almost as much as I want to teach her.
"I mean I don’t even understand why they call it a blow
job.”
Every second I spend with her just gets better and better.
I’m so hard for her my entire body hurts, and I know she feels my desire too
with me lying on top of her. I slide back and clutch her hand, lifting her to a
sitting position next to me. My erection almost busts through the gray
material, and I have no choice but to shove down my waistband and release my
cock from the barrier.
Plump satin lips purse together as she leans toward me, and
she blows out a few puffs of air against the head, already glistening with
thick white droplets in the slit.
She frowns and shakes her head. “Well that can’t be right.”
Uncertain if I should laugh or beg, I decide tact is a
better option in this situation. She’s being brave and I’m sure as hell not
going to shut her down or disparage her efforts. “It’s not but that’s okay.”
Huge brown eyes meet mine when she looks up. Imploring me to
help her understand. “Then what?”
“Do you really want to know?”
Lust flames in her eyes as she scrutinizes me. Determining
if I’m the one for her to test her skills, even though that’s already been
decided because no other man touches what’s mine.
“Yes.”
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