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Eric stopped breathing entirely. There was no mistaking what she meant. Her gaze was locked on his hands as they reached to slide his zipper down. He pushed his boxer briefs slightly down, wrapped his hand around his cock and drew it out.

Beth inhaled sharply, her breasts jumping with the movement. Her nipples were so hard that they’d drawn to tight peaks.

“Stroke yourself,” she whispered.

The shock twisted around his cock like another hand. He tightened his fist and stroked.

Beth’s eyes widened. She caught her lip between her teeth and watched with fascinated intent as he worked himself slowly. Voyeurism. Exhibitionism. He didn’t give a damn what it was that made her want this; all he knew was that jacking off had never felt this good, ever. His shaft got thicker in his hand, growing for her, craving her attention.

Beth set her lip free and ran her tongue over the pink mark she’d left. He wanted that mouth on him. Licking his head while he pumped his fist. He wanted her mouth open for him as he came.

But no, he wasn’t going to come like this, because Beth was moving toward him, crawling over his legs. But then she did exactly what he’d pictured. She slowly lowered her head until it hovered just over him. Eric tightened his grip and held still for her.

She licked at the liquid leaking from the tip, sighing as if the taste made her happy.

Eric closed his eyes and tried to breathe past the pressure already starting to build. She licked him once more, then twice, before easing farther up his body.

He opened his eyes when she settled on his thighs.

Beth sat straight. Though straight was the wrong word for a woman like her. She was all generous curves and softness. Even as he took in the glory of her breasts, she cupped them in her hands, and her thumbs skipped over her nipples.

“More,” she said, nearly breathless.

Obedient to a fault—the fault that he might screw this up and come too soon—Eric stroked himself again.

“You turn me on so much,” she whispered, squeezing her nipples as she watched his hand. “How do you do that?”

It was a mystery and a miracle to him. He just shook his head. Her breathing grew more rapid. He matched his pace to the rhythm she set.

He’d never done this in front of a woman before, and the depravity of it filled him with such dark joy that he could hardly breathe. That he would do this for her. That she would want him to. He could see that same darkness in her eyes as she watched.

Was this one more thing she was into? Piercings and threesomes and this? He’d do whatever the hell she wanted, anytime.

He stroked faster, watching her fingers tighten around the dark buds of her nipples. But Beth shook her head. “Don’t come.”

Fuck. He froze, squeezing his shaft in a merciless grip. Air shuddered from his lungs.

“Don’t come,” she murmured again. She put her hands to the floor and eased higher.

He let go of himself just as she pressed her satin-covered sex against him. The pale gray fabric immediately darkened where he leaked moisture against it. Eric laid his head to the floor and groaned.

“I want to watch you finish sometime, but not tonight.”

Sometime. She wanted him to do that again, another time, another night when they’d be together like this. He pulled her down and kissed her as her sex pressed against him with torturous force. She kissed him back, but she only gave him her tongue for the briefest moment before she rose up again. Her weight settled against him. She smiled, then rocked her hips, the slippery fabric dragging along his tight skin.

She slid over him, her eyes fluttering shut with pleasure. But if she was content with this, Eric sure as hell wasn’t. It was too much. He needed in her. In her mouth or her pussy, just inside.

Eric wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her, following her over, kneeling between her spread legs as she stared up at him in surprise. He yanked her panties down, shifting one of her legs over to pull them off. When she spread her legs again, Eric growled. That was what he wanted. He pulled a condom from his pocket and tore it open with fingers that weren’t quite steady.

Then he rolled it on and pulled her hips higher. “Watch me,” he ordered. It was his turn now, and she did as he asked, coming up on her elbows so they could both watch as he pressed the head of his cock into her.

“Oh,” she breathed, her stomach sucking in as she took a deep breath. He moved slowly, watching as her pussy stretched to accommodate his width. Her dark hair glistened with moisture.

She made a small sound as he pushed farther, and Eric looked up to find her mouth open and gasping for air. Her cheekbones stood out against her flushed skin. “More,” he said, pulling back a fraction of an inch before surging deep.

“Oh, God,” she cried, her back bowing, thrusting her breasts high. She fell to her back then, and Eric fucked her. The harder he fucked her the more she seemed to like it, so Eric gave up any idea of subtlety. He tucked one arm behind her knee and spread her wide so he could get even deeper. She was a tight vise around him, as if he were tunneling through her body.

“Eric,” she panted. “Ah, God. Yes.”

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