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She stilled.

“Don’t worry about that,” I muttered. “Just… keep going. It's okay, you can touch me wherever you want.”

“What if…” she murmured.

“What if what?” I asked.

“What if I want to touch you there?”

Her hungry eyes lingered on my cock.

A smirk pulled at my mouth, a slow beat passing between us.

“I'm yours. All of me,” I said. “I meant it when I said you can touch me anywhere.”

Her hand slid back up my arm, slower this time, lingering at my collarbone before dipping into the soft patch of chest hair that trailed down my torso. Her fingertips followed the contours of my abs, tracing between them, carving a path lower, to the V of my hips.

At the band of my briefs, she paused.

“Its yours, Lena,” I said roughly. “Every hard inch.”

She hesitated for a second before pushing through it, her hand finally settling over my cock. Only the thin fabric of my briefs separated us, and even that felt like too much distance.

My body reacted instantly, twitching hard beneath her palm.

A low sound dragged from my throat as her fingers moved cautiously over me, testing, learning.

“Feel it jerk?” I breathed. “That’s what you do to me, runt”

Her touch glided over the hard outline of me again, slower this time, and my control slipped another inch.

“You touch me and I lose it,” I muttered, voice rougher now. “You have no idea how hard it is to stay still when your hands are on me.”

She bit her lip, trying to hide the small smile that tugged at her mouth.

“Want to touch my cock properly and feel how hard I am foryou?”

Her head bobbed in a quick nod.

I groaned under my breath.

My hands moved to the band of my briefs, pushing them down as my cock sprang free, hard and aching.

A surprised gasp left her lips

“What? Is it bigger than my brother’s?” I asked lightly.

She studied it, then shook her head slightly.

“No, the same… but his…” she hesitated, “…curves more.”

I chuckled.

Her fingers brushed over the head of my cock, tracing a lazy circle around my hole at its tip. I sucked in a breath, unable to stop the bead of pre-cum that formed there.

She noticed.

Her finger swiped through it, then lifted to her mouth.