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We both pause in the silence, listening—snurrrrggghhhh…snort, sigh, snort, snurrrggghhh.

Her lips curl in a greedy smile, and her eyes stay locked on mine, and she brings one soft small warm hand between our bodies…

And grasps my cock in gentle, delicate grip.

8

The Intersection Of Love And Lust

When I grab hold of him, Killy's entire body goes as rigid as his cock, every muscle tensing, jaw clenching and releasing; he's barely breathing, and his eyes are wide and unblinking and fraught.

I want so much—too much, I sometimes think. With Jocko—I savagely shove that line of thinking away. I'm not with him—I'm with Killy. Everything is different; I’m different.

I know there are things he and I need to discuss, but my libido has taken charge. It's been a long, long time since I've been with anyone, and I'm a very, very sexual woman.

I want Killy. I've wanted him for years and years, and now, suddenly, in this crazy, dangerous, scary situation, we've found each other. I know there's a real and intense emotional connection between us, and I’m nearly as eager to explore that as I am our physical one.

Just…not right now.

All I want right now is to touch Killian. To kiss him. To make him feel good. To let him make me feel good—and "let him" is the wrong phrase entirely. "Make him" is more accurate.

Beg.

Plead.

Bargain and barter.

But I know I won’t need to do any of that.

I'll just have to let him.

But first…

I drag my eyes away from his and turn my gaze down to my hand, wrapped around his cock. I can’t help another shocked laugh at the sight that greets me—Killian Harris is hung.

And by that, I mean he's been endowed with the most impressive penis I've ever seen—and I'm a nurse; I see a lot of penises. It's from the point of view of a medical professional, and thus clinical and detached. But you do sort of categorize, okay? Automatically. For me, at least. But as I said, I'm a sexual woman. I've dated and hooked up with a few men in my life, and I can say without question that the organ currently clutched in my hand is the most magnificent specimen I’ve ever encountered.

It's not just about size.

There is such a thing as too big, and don't let anyone say otherwise, it’s just relative. I've been with too big; it hurts. I actually had to—with a lot of profuse apologizing—disengage from the guy and go home because I just couldn't enjoy it through the pain. I did help him out with my hands before I left, because I’m not cruel. And it was a very nice penis, just way too big for me. Some lucky size queen will have a great time with that guy—just not me.

Killian is going to be perfect for me.

I gnaw on my lower lip as I regard it—long and thick and straight, the skin a dark, dusky brown, darker at the base than the head. His pubic hair is black and curly and thick around the base, and it looks like it's grown out from having been either cropped close or shaved. It's slightly thicker at the base than at the tip, and the veins along his shaft stand out prominently, begging for my tongue.

Dear lord, I'm horny.

How long has it been since the last time Jocko and I were together? I was truthful when I told Killy that Jocko was my last. Six months? Eight? Longer? It's hard to remember, mainly because my entire being recoils from trying to think of that man when I'm with this one—the man I've wanted for so long.

I return my eyes to his, and I give him the first full caress, sliding my hand down his hot, hard length, and I whimper quietly at the feel of him in my hand. "Killy, dear lord."

"What?" he asks, his voice pitched low in a soft, shaky growl.

"Your cock." I slide my hand back up to his tip and pulse my fist around the head a few times—Killy's knees dip, and his stomach hardens until his abs pop in high relief. "Freaking gorgeous."

"You don’t curse, do you?"

I laugh, shake my head. "No, not usually. Neither Mom or Dad curse much, so it's something I've just never really found necessary." I stroke his length again, pausing with my grip around the root. "But in this case, I think an F-bomb may be called for."