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A soft, surprised breath escaped her. “You want to see?”
“Does it save time to loop an algorithm instead of duplicating and ultimately having to debug malfunctioning code?”
She blinked then grinned. “DRY.”Don’t repeat yourself.
I smirked at her pun. “Nothing about you will be DRY.”
“You’d prefer me to be WET?”Write everything twice.
My thumbs rubbed in a gentle circle. “I think you know the answer to that.”
She arched up higher and wiggled her ass. “Go on then. Start moving.”
With permission granted, I tugged on the waistband of the briefs and drew them over the ripe swell of her ass. She wasn’t skinny; she wasn’t just curvy—she was muscled. Solid. I should have stopped watchingAmerican Gladiatorswhen I was a kid. It totally fucked me over in the sack because her body was my idea ofthebest time.
With the briefs trapped in the crease between hips and thighs, revealing her upper mons, I gritted my teeth as I locked my eyes on where I most wanted to be.
She didn’t give me a sexy strip tease, just made me jump by bouncing once on the bed and using the momentum to stand. She kicked her leg over me, shimmied the fabric down her thighs, straddled me once they were puddled around one ankle, then seamlessly returned to my lap.
“You’re harder,” she growled, her hand settling on my cock.
“You just flashed your pussy at me, Star,andpulled ninja moves. How did you think I was going to react?”
“You’re such a nerd.”
Her laughter was teasing, but I ignored it to watch as she dragged off her tank and sat there utterly naked in front of me. I knew she had no body issues. I’d also picked up on the fact she wasn’t uncomfortable nude—I didn’t want to think about why because it would have nothing to do with body positivity.
Tongue cleaved to the roof of my mouth, I watched as she pressed a hand to her breast, fire gleaming in her eyes, lighting up her expression with sparks I felt wherever we connected.
The difference in her was electric. If she was leading things, she was at ease. It was when I was the one doing the touching that she shied away. Just thinking about her aggressive blow job made my cock weep pre-cum at howthiscould turn out.
She plucked at her nipple and tipped her head to the side. “I want to see your dick.”
Not about to argue, I angled upright and dragged my tee off then tossed it on the floor. My belt came next, and then I unfastened my fly and released my cock from the crippling pressure of my jeans.
When my shaft flopped back against my stomach, her eyes lit up. The tip was already slick and white pearly dots had started to leak onto my skin.
“Who’s wetter?” I rasped.
She licked her lips then reached down and spread her pussy lips.
That was me—boom. Cross-eyed.
“I can’t see,” I countered. “Show me.”
She released a shaky breath as I took back some of the control, and I watched as she let her fingers rub her clit before sliding farther down to ‘test’ her slit.
When she retreated, the tips gleamed, and I opened my lips. “I want to taste.”
She moaned as she pressed the digits to my mouth and I sucked one in deep, then the other. Her hips rolled in response and she whispered, “How do I taste?”
I nipped her pointer finger. “Like mine.”
The moan morphed into a groan.
“I want to see you come, Star. In the full light of day.”
Her gaze turned playful, those cat’s eyes of hers peering down at me like I was the supplicant and she was the queen, and I was more than okay with that kind of goddamn roleplay.
