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“Would this help?” She snuck beneath the band of his underwear and wrapped her fist around his cock. When she realized he was exactly as thick as he seemed, adrenaline burst into her blood like fireworks.
“Fuck. Yes. That helps.”
Wanting to see exactly what she was handling, she tugged at his jeans and he helped by raising his hips enough for her to slide all that annoying material down a few inches. When his cock sprang free from his underwear, Charlie had to close her eyes for a few moments and breathe. Once she’d steeled herself, she opened her eyes and looked again.
“Jesus Christ, Walker. That is one beautiful cock.”
“You like it?”
She could tell by his voice that he was smiling, so she wrapped her hand around it and gave it a careful squeeze. His cock jumped in her hand and his gasp made clear he wasn’t aiming an arrogant smile at her anymore. Not that he didn’t have the right. He was a work of art, long and thick and straight.
Regret stabbed her in th
e chest. If she’d just kept her mouth shut about not having sex, she could ride this cowboy until her ass muscles cramped. But now she’d be damned if she’d let him think he’d talked her into anything.
She had to be strong. She had to resist its lure. But saying no to this man’s penis was damn difficult.
She stroked him and felt his muscles shudder under her. “Why don’t you tell me what you like? Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” he said as she stroked. Now he was the one who had to close his eyes.
“Like this?” She slid her hand all the way up, then back down again. “Or faster, like this?” Shortening her strokes, she watched his head fall back on the couch.
“Oh, God. Like that. What you’re doing now. Just...”
She did as he asked, watching his face when she wasn’t staring at his cock. Her hand looked pale and small against the flushed, dusky skin.
Smiling, she looked up to see that he’d recovered enough to watch now, and he seemed transfixed by the sight of her jerking him off. He spread his fingers over her thighs, and they pressed into her flesh every time her fist stroked toward the base of his cock.
“God, that feels good. Charlie....” He looked up then and met her gaze, and there was none of the old playful Walker left. His blue eyes glowed with lust, the skin over his cheekbones was tight and flushed. “Keep going,” he said when she started to slow. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”
Her smile fell away and she nodded, still locked with his gaze as she stroked him.
“Don’t stop.”
“You want to come like this?” she whispered. “You want to come for me?”
His jaw clenched. His eyelids fluttered for just a moment and she saw his gaze fall to her bare breasts. “Yes. Fuck yes.” His big hand slid up to her breast and he pinched her nipple and rolled it carefully between his thumb and finger.
Charlie gasped and faltered for a moment, but his other hand covered hers and he set her back on the rhythm he wanted, not letting go until she had it right. It was harder to concentrate now, with his fingers rolling pleasure into her, but she frowned and tried her best.
His breath sounded shaky now, and precome leaked beneath her fingers, so she squeezed him a little harder, ignoring the way her tired muscles whimpered. She was rewarded with a shuddering gasp. His hips pressed up.
She wanted to take him into her mouth. She wanted to strip off her pants and mount him. She couldn’t do just this. She needed to feel that cock inside her. Her rules didn’t matter. And her pride was idiotic. She—
“Oh, fuck,” he ground out past clenched teeth. “Charlie...” And then he was pulsing in her hand, his come shooting out onto his belly with every jerk of his cock.
Charlie was breathing almost as hard as he was. Excitement and joy and frustration tangling up inside her and making her pussy feel all the more empty.
“Holy hell,” he gasped as his body settled from shuddering to shivers. “I... Man, I don’t think I’ve done that since...”
“High school?” she suggested.
He nodded and his head fell back again. She held him like that for a moment. Just taking in the gorgeously pornographic sight of Walker half-undressed and fully sated. His dark beard and strong neck and wide shoulders and that gorgeous chest, all leading down to the flat belly splashed with his come.
Charlie slowly loosened her grip before leaning past him to grab the Kleenex box. “You’ve made quite a mess, Walker Pearce.”
His smile was decidedly lazy as he reached for the tissues and cleaned himself up. “I think you’re the one who has to take the blame for that.”
