“Yes,” she answers nervously, nibbling on her bottom lip, a sudden bashfulness about her. “I… want to see how you pleasure yourself. Can, um… can we get to know each other like that?”
“Together?” I ask, brow lifting even higher.
She hesitates half a second and then nods. “I’ve never… not in front of anyone… but maybe if we do it… I’ll feel more comfortable.”
I get what she’s talking about, though admittedly, it’s not exactly expected. It’s nothing I’ve ever done before. Nothing that’s ever crossed my mind.
But as our faces hover an inch apart and her body brushes mine, there’s no denying we’re both aroused. We’re so fucking tuned into each other, maybe doing this togetherwillhelp us ease into whatever comes next.
“If it makes you uncomfortable, tell me. If you want to stop…”
“I know,” she says. She leans in and presses a small kiss to my lips. “I know you would. That’s why I want to.”
The moment becomes dreamlike—some kind of erotic fantasy that feels unreal—as Jhene eases back on her knees, andI hold her gaze as I reach into my gym shorts. I pull my cock out, throbbing and large and erect. Precum gleams from the head, thick veins winding down the shaft.
Her gaze drops from mine to my cock, and I watch her reaction. Even the subtlest changes in her features, like how her eyes widen only slightly and her tongue pokes out to swipe at her bottom lip.
“Wow,” she murmurs.
“Good wow or bad wow?” I ask bluntly, and she lets out a small laugh.
She’s staring at my cock like she’s overwhelmed. As if she’s staring at some kind of python that’s revealed itself.
Though, in all fairness, I’m no small man by any means. I’m more than a handful.A lotmore than many women can handle.
“Good wow,” she answers just as candidly. “Very… very… good wow.”
Her curious brown eyes on me are turning me on more than I ever thought it would—watching her watch me as I expose myself is only making me harder.
It makes my dick throb so uncomfortably, I need to stroke myself. My hand comes to my shaft in a loose circle, and I run it up and down, stimulating the tiny nerve endings.
Jhene watches me as if under a trance. As if it’s hypnotizing to watch my large hand stroke my even larger cock.
Lust rolls through me. Her gaze spurs me on.
I go from hesitant about what she’s requesting to unapologetically jerking myself off.
She said it’ll make her more comfortable, and my erection’s so damn hard it instantly feels good. It helps that I have the woman who I want more than anything next to me.
That she’s gnawing on her lip and her expression’s turned dazed. The same flushed look she’s developed a coupleof times now has come to her cheeks. The faintest hint of pink on brown skin.
She’s feeling hot and is definitely turned on.
My hand runs up and down my shaft in measured strokes, squeezing at the head. Stimulating the many sensitive nerves hidden there.
Pleasure ripples up my shaft then spreads throughout the rest of me. Still not as good as feeling the wet, hot clench of a pussy, but good enough for the moment.
All I have to do is think about Jhene and imagine what it would be like.
Imagine that she’s mounted on me like she was earlier when we were kissing.
But in that fantasy the clothes are gone; she’s sliding down my cock and gyrating against me. I’m filling her up and she’s clamping down on me.
Confidently. Passionately.
…unafraid.
I know she has it in her.
