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I sighed and lay down on the flannel sheets, allowing him to take his time.
He massaged my feet after he pulled off my socks. I reached for the button on my jeans, frantic to get them off.
He reached up and flattened my hand with his. “I don’t need any help, Camille.”
I inhaled sharply. The husky timbre of his voice sent a shot of arousal straight to my sex. Silenced, I threw my hands above my head and watched as he eased the jeans off of me.
Calloused fingers gripped my hips, teasing me, pulling me towards him. I heard the zipper of his jeans.
Not able to wait, I reached behind me and quickly unsnapped the corset. It fell off and I dropped it on the floor next to the bed.
He chuckled deep in his throat and shook his head at me. “So impatient.”
I braced myself up on my elbows and watched him step out of his jeans. His eyes were on me. My hand slowly lowered between my thighs, eager to feel him inside me.
“Jacob,” I panted.
Scars and age had made him even more beautiful in my eyes. He moved with grace and confidence. For a brief moment, I was nervous. He wasn’t the boy I had loved before. He was a man.
He paused as he crawled up the bed toward me, his arms braced at my hips, the hard length of his penis thick and ready. “What?”
My eyes grew wide. “What do you mean?”
“You froze. You went still. What did I miss?”
He rolled to my side, and pulled me close.
I buried my nose against his chest. He smelled like sweat and the bar.
His fingers gently caressed my back as I curled into him.
“I guess I’m a little nervous too.”
He kissed the top of my head. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. You’re in charge, Camille.”
My fingers played with the hairs on his belly. His erection was strong and demanding. I reached down and gently stroked him. I shook with anticipation of feeling his penis inside me, so familiar and yet different. I stroked him again. His bottom clenched and he thrust up into my hand. Closing my eyes, I inhaled the scent of him and moaned.
He gave a low growl and a throaty laugh. “And you can do that if you want.”
I opened my eyes and glanced up at him. His eyes were closed. His jaw flexed. Just knowing what I was doing to him turned me on.
I pushed him to his back and scooted into a kneeling position beside him. My hair fell over my shoulder and he brushed it back, grazing my breast with the back of his fingers. “You are so beautiful.”
The tenderness was too much. I couldn’t look at him. Instead, I leaned down toward him. Holding the base of his penis, I moaned with pleasure as I took him in my mouth. “Mmmmmm.” The salty taste of him, the full weight of him in my hand, all brought me to a fever. I clenched my sex, imagining him sliding inside me. I licked the length of him, circling the tip with my tongue, and he groaned. I was so hot.
He reached for me, turning me so that my bottom was near his face. He slid his finger inside me from behind. I gasped with him in my mouth, taking more of him and moaning with pleasure. My hips moved back and forth with the gentle thrust of his finger. My mouth moved up and down with the motion. Our moans and sighs became mingled, each of us pleasuring each other and ourselves in the process.
When his finger brushed my clit, I jerked.
“Get on top,” he commanded.
My mind was no longer in charge. My body belonged to him.
I moved on top of him. “Condom?”
He twisted underneath me, reaching into the nightstand drawer.
My fingers spun circles on his chest while he ripped open the package and covered himself.
