Page 44 of Rush (White Lace 1)


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I did a quick perusal of his body. I estimated I only had to answer four, maybe five additional questions before he was totally naked. It depended on whether he felt his socks were worth one or two articles of clothing.

I could totally do this.

He asked the second question.

“I thought this was supposed to be difficult?” I jabbed. “Commercial speech is entitled to limited protection.”

He slowly removed his shirt.

“Question three.”

Once again, I got the question right.

The next question was from a case study. He read out the materials and I listened closely, as much as I could when I knew I was so close to seeing more of him.

Luckily, I listened enough, because the next thing I knew, he was sitting across from me in only his boxer briefs. I didn’t think I had a preference. Men’s underwear were functional, but nothing could have prepared me for the sight of Max in the turquoise fabric that hugged his thighs and cupped his substantial package. It was hard, erect. Protruding from his pelvis with only one need—to escape.

And I wanted nothing more than to help him with that.

I needed to see him naked. More than I needed to graduate law school. I needed this to happen because when would I ever get the chance to see the hottest male alive naked in my bedroom? Not to mention, I had an open invitation to ask for whatever I wanted when we were done with the quizzing.

“Next question.” I waved my hand. I enjoyed the waft of cool air against my face. I was overheating. The desire I felt throb against the seams of my yoga pants had spread to every limb.

Max smiled at me from the bed and coughed. More like suppressed his laugh, but I didn’t care. He’d gotten me this way. He’d gotten me so hot and achy simply by removing his clothes. I didn’t want to know what would happen when he finally touched me. But wait, I did know. Because he’d had his hand down my pants. Not to mention between my legs less than two hours ago.

Question six was sample case law. When he finished the sample, I smiled wide and made my case for Jane’s negligence against Bob in the collapse of his building.

Without hesitating, he put the cards down on the bed then slid his thumbs inside the elastic band of his boxers. Lifting his ass slightly, he pulled them down his body. I thought he would have gone for his socks.

When he sat down, he looked up, our eyes locking. “You win.”

I sucked in a breath at the sight. He was perfection. I’ll admit, I didn’t care if he was big or small, thick or thin. Crooked or straight. But I wasn’t prepared for perfection. And by perfection, I meant his cock looked like it was made just for me. At this moment, he had no history, and it—he—was all mine. I just needed to reach out and take it. Maybe all I had to do was straddle his hips and he’d slip inside me, no questions asked.

Our eyes locked and in a gesture I’m not even sure he realized he was making, he stroked his cock with an easy grip.

My breath whooshed out of my mouth. “Do it again.”

That was hot. So damn hot. With every stroke, I felt it against the walls of my pussy.

“Do…this?” He stoked his erection again.

My eyes widened. I’d never seen a guy masturbate.

“You want me to jerk off?”

I licked my lips. Maybe I wanted more than that. But for now…

He’d gotten even harder since the first pump of his fist. I saw it from across the room, the thick ridge of his crown, the dark vein that ran down the underside and disappeared against the darker shade of his balls.

“You have to tell me.” He stroked again. “Tell me this is what you want.”

I whimpered and nodded, biting my bottom lip between my teeth. “Y-yes.”

He bent to grab at his socks, but I stopped him.

“Keep them on.” I needed them on to ground me. Max Levin totally naked might very well be my imagination running wild. But Max with his socks on, that was real life.

“Kinky.” He smiled. “Do you have any lube?”

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