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Somehow the Neanderthal part of him was what turned me on most. He wasn’t going to fumble with a clasp when he could more easily just rip the damned bra off. That was kind of hot.
But it was kind of painful at the same time. Regardless of what many men seem to think, tits aren’t made of rubber. Well…not the natural ones anyway.
“Hold on,” I said as I reached up under the sweater, unclasped the bra and pulled it down over my shoulders. Feeling my breasts float freely was liberating and the rough sweater material against my bare nipples was exhilarating.
“There,” I said as I took his hand and placed it under my shirt.
“Holy shit,” he said. “You are so fucking hot. Your tits are just…unbelievable.”
Believe it, buddy…and…get on with it already.
Right on cue, he cupped his hand under my breast and lightly slid his thumb over my erect nipple.
The ride started to move as I slid closer and kissed him, forcing my tongue past his teeth and into his mouth. His tongue met mine and we were right back in sync.
I reached below the drapes and found his belt. I unbuckled it with the flawless skill that only a woman can perform. I methodically unbuttoned his trousers, unzipped his zipper, and opened them up to provide plenty of room to work with.
He kissed me harder and I knew the release of his pants must’ve felt a lot like letting my breasts free.
Our half-shell began to turn. I reached to his waist with both hands and pulled his pants down just a little. It was dark in our cart but the lights from the outside shone in just a little and I got a glimpse of his bulge beneath white boxer briefs.
His white underwear was pitched up slightly, his member fighting to free itself, a dot of moisture at its tip. I rubbed my finger against it, feeling the pre-come spread out a little beneath his britches. I fought the urge to grab him, pull him through the hole in front of his briefs, and suck the salty first dab of his seed off him. I wanted to.
I cupped my hand over his cock, running my thumb back and forth over the head. My ex used to love it when I did that. I circled the knob, running my long fingernail below the shaft where I knew he’d have a large vein aching to be touched.
He lifted a little off his seat and I knew I had him.
It may be cliché, but payback is a bitch.
I held his cock in my hand and rolled my fingers as if tapping them along a table. Each time my fingers rolled, I felt his legs jerk a little.
Braden had his head tilted back and was biting his bottom lip. He was loving me right then. He was mine and I was all that mattered in the world.
“Take it out,” he begged.
I grinned.
“Is that a request?”
His eye opened and he cocked his head, raising an eyebrow.
“It’s the same request,” he argued.
He was getting rambunctious so I had to remind him who was in charge. I pressed two fingernails against the vein beneath the head of his penis.
“This is my hand job, handsome. If you want more, all you have to do is ask.”
He reached out for my face and I swatted his hand away. I leaned in close so that my lips were touching his earlobe. I took his lobe in my lips and sucked on it, letting it fall out of my mouth with a thud.
“Take it out and stroke it,” he pleaded. “It’s a request. For fuck’s sake it’s a request. I’m down two points.”
I loved it. I wanted to squeal. Not only was I finally going to get to feel his cock in my hand, but I’d shown him that I was quite capable of playing at his level.
“As you wish,” I said.
I pulled back the waistband of his briefs and I swear his dick practically jumped out of them. I won’t say that he was huge, but he was bigger than average, and damn if it didn’t pounce on me when I freed it.
I looked at it for a second. It was a pretty penis. Not all are. Some are fucking ugly. Some look like little Venus flytraps.
