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The word comes out breathlessly, eagerly, and he pushes the boxers down. I gasp when I see it. I probably shouldn’t have. After all, it’s not like I haven’t seen a penis before. Damn, though. Neil’s cock is kind of beautiful, and I squirm off the bed and fall to my knees in front of him. I look up at him and then I open my mouth.
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t protest. He just steps forward a little bit, offering me his dick, and I take him in my mouth.
He fills me up and I close my eyes as I start sucking, teasing. I want to worship this guy’s cock. I want him to feel half as wonderful as he made me feel when he got me off. No, that’s not quite right. I want him to feel twice as wonderful.
He made me feel like a damn queen and I want to repay that favor no matter what it takes.
He thrusts slowly into my mouth, and I take everything he’s willing to offer me. He seems to grow even thicker and harder – is that possible? – but soon, he pulls away and shakes his head.
“If you keep that up, I’m going to come right now,” he chuckles. “And I want to be inside of you, Finley.”
He tugs me to my feet and starts pulling my own clothes off.
“You know, I had a lot of time to think in prison,” he says, unbuttoning my shirt. “And I always wondered what your lovely breasts actually looked like.”
“Really?”
“Truly.”
“And?” I hold my breath.
I don’t know what he’s going to say next, but I want to know. Oh, I want to know exactly what he’s going to tell me.
He finishes unbuttoning my blouse and slides it off. I’m standing in front of him in only my bright blue bra and matching skirt. I probably shouldn’t dress in such bright colors for work, but I like bright colors. They make me feel happy.
“Lovely,” he says, and he rubs my bra with the back of his hand. I close my eyes and try not to purr like a damn kitten.
Oh, it’s hard not to start purring.
I love the way he’s touching me.
I love this.
Everything about what’s happening is wonderful to me, and perfect, and magical. He touches me over and over again, and finally, he steps closer, reaches behind me, and unclasps my bra. He kisses my neck as my bra slides to the floor, and somehow, his hands find their way to my breasts. He bounces them neatly, gently, sweetly, and then he finally steps back and looks at them.
“Perfect,” he murmurs. “Absolutely perfect.”
I want this moment to last forever.
I love exactly what he’s doing to me and I want so much more.
“You forgot to take off my skirt,” I whisper.
“Oh, how silly of me,” he says. He reaches for my hips and gently turns me around so my back is to him. Then he runs his fingers down my spine and to the top of my skirt. I feel him reach for the zipper, and he tugs on it slowly. Then he pulls it down, down, down.
He reaches for my hips and tugs the skirt down. When it reaches my ankles, he tells me to step out of it, and I do. I start to turn around, but he holds my hips in place and stops me.
“Not yet,” he whispers. “Don’t move.”
He walks to my window and tugs the shade so that it opens. Light spills into the room. Okay, so he was totally right about this room having better lighting than my bedroom. Score one for Neil. My own room is nice, but the window is a little more narrow, and there’s a tree right outside, so it really doesn’t have a lot of light in there.
Even though the sun is starting to set, the room is almost completely lit up, and I know that he’s got a great view of my backside.
What’s he going to do next?
I half-expect him to push me forward on the bed and start spanking me, but that’s not what he does. Nope. Not this guy. Instead, I hear him kneel down behind me.
“Neil?” I whisper.
