I can’t help the burst of pride in my chest.
“I mean, it makes sense. You’re really tall.”
She tears her gaze from my dick and focuses on my face. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to objectify you just now.”
I brush her hair out of her face. “You objectify me as much as you want.”
She bites back a giddy smile. I lie on my back and grip the base of my cock. I give myself a rough stroke. Already I’m throbbing. This isn’t going to take much.
I try to pace myself with a slow breath.
“You’re really hard already,” she says, her eyes glittery as she looks at me.
I quirk my eyebrow at her. “Because I’m naked in bed with you.”
She beams before looking back down at my dick. I give myself another slow stroke.
“Do you always go slow like this?” she asks.
I shake my head. “I’m not usually this turned on when I start jerking off.”
I lean over and bite her shoulder softly. Her mouth curves up in the cutest smile. She licks her lips, her eyes widening when I stroke myself again.
“Can I try?”
I nod. I pull my arm away and watch as she grabs me in her hand. I groan at her touch. She’ssosoft. I stare at her delicate fingers—at the shiny red polish on her nails. Something wild and feral swoops through my chest. The contrast of seeing her painted fingernails against my hard dick is hot as hell.
Heat simmers in my groin. She jerks me slowly, and the pressure builds.
“Oh, fuck,” I growl.
“What is it?”
“I’m really close,” I grit out.
Her brow lifts. “Already?”
“I told you. Being next to you, feeling your touch…it’s the biggest turn-on. It’s not gonna take much.”
She strokes me again. “How am I doing? Is the pressure okay? Am I gripping you too hard?”
I shake my head. “It’s perfect. You’re so perfect.”
She blushes and flashes a bashful smile. With her other hand, she starts to play with my balls. My knees buckle. I close my eyes and grit my teeth, trying my hardest to hold off my orgasm.
“I read this in a romance book one time,” she says. “Does it feel okay?”
I nod frantically. “Really fucking good,” I mutter before putting a hand over hers and stopping her.
Her eyes are big as she looks at me. “Oh, sorry, did I do something wrong?”
“No, it felt amazing. I was gonna come too soon. I want this to last.”
She beams once more. I swallow and breathe, watching as she works me in her hand. Her touch becomes more confident as she strokes me faster.
“You’re doing so good, babe,” I say.
She aims those big green eyes up at me. “Can I suck you now?”
