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“But I want to see…” She eased closer to his gliding fist, looking enthralled.

“What you do to me? Every time I’m with you, I get hard. I lie in bed at night, pounding my cock, dreaming of all the ways I want to make you scream. I’ve been doing that for months. Did you have any idea?”

“No.” She sounded both stunned and aroused. “Can I tell you what else I thought about when I touched myself at home?” She dropped her lashes, not in a demure cast, but visually sweeping his body as if she wanted to take in every hard muscle and bulging vein. “You. Exciting you. Touching you. Making you feel as good as you made me feel.”

Beck groaned. She was waving a red cape in front of a goddamn raging bull. “The first time I saw you, I was dying to fuck you, little girl.”

She blinked at him, her glassy eyes half-lidded and sultry and killing his self-control. “You were?”

“And the urge has only gotten stronger.” He stroked his cock faster. The tip grew slicker when her hungry gaze latched onto his dick again. “If you want to touch me, I’m all yours.”

Heavenly slid off the bed, giving him a little nudge with a hand to his chest…which she followed with her lips, spreading barely there kisses across his skin. He stumbled back, wondering what the hell she was up to. Not that it stopped the rapid jerk of his hand on his cock or the pounding of his heart.

Then she sighed and fell to her knees at his feet, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “You said I could touch you anytime, anywhere, and any way I wanted. What if I want to pleasure you with my mouth?”

The air in his lungs froze. His knees threatened to buckle. A hot wave charged through his blood. Beck feared he might stroke out.

One of his favorite fantasies was fucking coming true, and all he could do was look down at her, utterly awestruck and slack-jawed, and nod mutely. With a handful of words, she’d annihilated his control.

She dipped her head shyly. “But I want to do it right.”

He lifted her chin with his finger, excitement nearly ripping him out of his skin. “I’ll teach you. Give me your hand.”

Releasing his erection, he took hold of her wrist and lifted her palm to his cock. Heavenly’s touch jolted him with a nuclear thrill he almost couldn’t process. He sucked in a hiss.

“Now wrap your fingers around me.” He laid his own over hers, guiding her to grip his shaft snugly, and groaned. “Grip me tight, little girl. Feel the veins, the heat, and the fluid spilling off the crest. Yeah…”

“You’ll tell me if I do it wrong?”

He stroked a hand over her hair. “Yes, but I doubt that’s going to happen. This feels incredible.”

When she emulated the motion and the rhythm perfectly, he withdrew his hand so she could explore on her own. Immediately, he clenched his teeth as her palm danced up and down his length. His cock jerked.

If she kept this up, he wouldn’t fucking last.

“Is this the way you like it?” Uncertainty tinged her soft voice.

“Harder,” he choked out.

She did, and he closed his eyes as his whole body melted around her touch. “Fuck, yes.”

As she continued to slide her hand up and down his cock, Beck’s balls churned and his body hummed. He peered down at her, watching as she gazed in awe at each smooth glide. Jesus, he’d last longer if he controlled her stroke or even looked away. But no, he couldn’t tear his gaze from her firm but gentle sweeps up his length.

When had he become such a raging masochist?

“When you’re ready, just open your mouth and—”

Even before he finished his sentence, Heavenly parted her lips and swiped her tongue over his leaking crest. Need rocked him like a fucking earthquake. He squeezed his hands into fists and locked his knees.

“It’s salty.” Her voice lilted with wonder. “I want to do it again. I just open my mouth and…”

He gritted his teeth and managed to nod.

She flicked her tongue over the tip once more, savoring his taste with a little moan. The urge to thread his fingers through her silky mane and thrust himself between her lips drove him insane. He was going to suffer a slow, agonizing death before this lesson was through…but at least he’d go with a smile on his face.

After an audible swallow, she leaned closer, opened her mouth, and wrapped her plump lips around him.

Lightning slid up his spine before slamming deep in his balls. Jesus…

She pulled on him once, as if he were the tastiest lollipop, then eased back to gaze at his crown. Heavenly might be inexperienced, but she didn’t shy away from sliding her mouth over him again, then flicking the tip with her tongue, nearly fucking unraveling him. Then, when she began bobbing on him and sliding her hand up and down his shaft? Holy shit. His eyes rolled back in his head. Swallowing a roar, Beck sank his fingertips against her scalp and wrapped his fists in her hair, struggling to pull air into his lungs.

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