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When he couldn’t wait one minute longer to feel her skin against his, he stood and pulled his shirt over his head. When she saw that he was undressing, she sat up and helped him pull off his clothes piece by piece.

Every time her fingers brushed his skin, he felt a jolt of erotic charge slam into him that was so powerful it almost knocked him back. God, she turned him on with her touch to a mind-blowing degree. Even when she wasn’t trying to. Hell, especially when she wasn’t trying to. She was that sexy. It was just her nature.

When they were finally both naked, his steel hard erection standing out strong and ready, he started to move back over her but instead of laying back she scooted towards the edge of the bed, a playful gleam in her eye and a mischievous smile on her lips.

“It’s my turn.” There was a slight quiver in her voice as she reached up and took his shaft in her hand. His eyes squeezed shut and he had to grab her shoulder for balance. He became instantly lightheaded.

“It feels so soft,” she said, wonder tingeing her voice. “I mean and hard.”

He smiled down at her as she studied his length and ran her fingers up and down it.

“Your skin is like silk wrapped around a steel rod.”

He couldn’t put into words what it meant to him that his was the first cock that she was learning, up close and personal. The first one that she’d touched. The first one that had become hard in her hand, and hopefully soon in her sweet little mouth.

He let her keep playing around with it until he couldn’t stand it one moment longer. He needed her to wrap her hand firmly around him, stroke him, milk him.

“Do you like touching me?” He asked her, his voice low and intense.

“I love it,” she replied.

“Do you want to know how to get me off?” he asked.

She looked up at him, eagerness written all over her face. “Yes. Teach me everything,” she said.

That tore a groan from him. He had every intention of teaching her everything, and not just about how to give hand jobs. But that was a decent place to start.

“Lick your hand,” he told her, his tone commanding.

She tilted her head to the side, puzzlement filling her eyes, but she didn’t argue or question him. She raised her palm to her tongue and gave it a cursory lick. He smiled at her sweet naïveté.

“You have to really get it wet. Spit on it if you have to.”

She did as he asked, and the sight turned him on so much he thought he would pop right then and there, before she’d even had a chance to try out her new hand job skills on him.

Once her entire palm was shining and slick, he said, “All right. Now wrap your hand around me and tighten your fingers.”

She did.

“Okay,” he continued to instruct, “now stroke up and down, firm and steady.”

She did.

“Wow,” she exclaimed as her eyes grew wider, “I didn’t think it could actually get harder.”

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “that’s kind of how it works.”

She glanced up and they shared a smile. But then their eyes locked and the energy changed. No more joking. It was all intensity as they held each other’s gazes while she moved her hand in an ever-increasing rhythm on his hard cock.

“Can I use my mouth?” she asked with a seductive innocence that almost put him right over the edge.

Unable to form words at this point, he nodded and ran his fingers through her satiny hair.

She wrapped her lips around the head of his dick and swirled her tongue around the tip. His eyes were glued to her. Every move she made was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He didn’t know how that was possible—he was just gonna stick with the explanation that she was magic and leave it at that.

She broke contact and glanced back up at him. “Can I just suck it? Like a lollipop?”

Oh fuck,she really was magic.

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