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I laugh. “I wasn’t lying, baby girl.”
She stares at it in wonder. “No. You weren’t. You’re huge.”
My body is screaming for release.
I grit my teeth when she glides her hand up, then down, one firm, slow stroke.
Her brow furrows. “Are you uncut?”
“Mm-hm.” I dip my head in a nod, trying very hard to gather the wherewithal to use whole words.
I can’t.
“I’ve never seen an uncircumcised penis before.” She’s shimmying down now, trying to get a better look. “I don’t—is there anything different I can do? To make it feel good for you, I mean?”
Because being smart and confident and hot as hell isn’t enough.
Now Gracie’s got to go and be a giver, too.
My hands tighten around her legs.
I’m starting to think there’s no way I can fuck her without falling in love with her.
Hell, I’m already halfway there.
Which is a problem. ’Cause Gracie doesn’t want to fall for someone right now.
No telling if she’ll ultimately be able to trust me enough to consider more. That’s her call to make. But I can try to show her I’m different from the other guys she’s been with. I can show her what real love looks like from a real man.
I can show her that taking a chance on me—on us—is worth the risk.
Because it is. This kind of connection don’t come around all that often. I been around enough to know wanting someone like this, and laughing with someone like this, is rare.
I just hope I don’t end up with a broken heart when all is said and done.
It’d be my own damn fault if I did. Gracie said flat out she doesn’t want anything serious. And I’m the one who agreed to hook up anyway as long as she just kept an open mind.
An open mind doesn’t guarantee anything, though.
Is this stupid?
Am I being stupid doing this right now?
Then again, it’s a little late for that. I just made Gracie come. Now she’s got my dick in her hand, looking at it like she very much wants to put it in her mouth, too.
Stupid or not, this is happening. And I ain’t mad at it.
Even though maybe I should be.
“I’m generally more sensitive,” I say. “Having the foreskin there protects the head from rubbing up against shit. You know, metal flies, jeans, that kinda thing. So when it comes out to play, it’s ready.”
Gracie thumbs the underside of my head, and I see fucking stars. My abs ripple.
She’s ducking down now. Eyes on mine as she trails her mouth down my belly.
Sweet baby Jesus, Gracie Jackson is gonna suck my cock.
Keep your shit together, man.
She’s stroking me now, that quick little mouth of hers dangerously close. She leans in. Kisses my head, swiping a small slick of precum onto her top lip.
Sparks ignite at the base of my spine.
I take her face in my hand. Spread the cum onto her bottom lip, too.
“We haven’t talked about this,” I say, dipping my thumb inside her mouth. “Where d’you want me to come?”
Her eyes flash. She bites down on my thumb before releasing it. “Where would you like to?”
I tuck her hair behind her ear. Then I reach down and cup her breast. It’s full. Heavy. So feminine and perfect I wanna scream.
“Here,” I say, drawing my thumb across the hardened point of her nipple.
“But that will be messy.” Now she’s drawing her thumb across the head of my dick. Playfully biting her lip as she looks up at me again. “Sticky.”
“Very messy.” I glide my hand into her hair. Fist it. Tug it. She gasps. Then she grins. “I wanna make a fuckin’ mess of you, baby girl.”
Just like you’re making a mess of me.
“Then let’s get messy,” she says. And then she leans in and takes the head of my cock into her mouth.
My hips jerk at the sudden, searing contact. She’s rolled her lips around her teeth, and is swallowing me inch by inch. Her mouth is hot—so hot—and slick.
I loosen my grip on her hair. Move my fingertips gently across her scalp as she starts to suck. The pressure—the grip she’s got on me—all I can do is sputter, holding her hair away from her face. Her mouth is hot and wet and tight. Just like I imagine her pussy will be.
“Fuck,” I say, biting my lip. “Gracie, fuck you feel good.”
I watch this girl I’ve dreamed about for years moan. I watch her take me deeper, head ducking. Eyes the color of whiskey when they flick to meet mine.
She’s good at this.
And from the look of it, she’s enjoying it.
Losing herself in it.
I grit my teeth to keep from thrusting into her throat. I adore her enthusiasm. Her willingness to have fun with this.
My need for release becomes acute. I don’t want this to end. But I can’t hold my orgasm back much longer.
