Page 61 of Secret Paths

Her breath catches.

I keep it slow. Not teasing this time, exactly. Just refusing to rush because I know what happens when I do.

Mandy’s hand tightens in my hair as I find the pressure she likes.

“There.”

I do it again.

Her hips shift towards me.

“Peter.”

That version of my name is considerably better.

I keep going, listening to the changes in her breathing, feeling the tension building in her thighs.

She is getting close.

I know it.

So does she.

I lift my head.

Her eyes open immediately.

“What are you doing?”

“Stopping.”

“I noticed.”

She gives me a look that would frighten weaker men.

“I want you with me.”

Her expression changes.

Not dramatically.

Just enough.

Then she reaches for me.

“All right.”

I move back up her body.

Her hands find my belt while I kiss her.

She gets it open, then my jeans, and pushes them down far enough for me to finish the job.

Her fingers wrap around my cock.

I close my eyes.

“Careful.”