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Jackson’s cock is fuckingenormous.
I mean, I’ve erect dicks before—“porn-watching prude” that I am. But sweet fucking Jesus…this is another category entirely.
He’s long, andthickas fuck, with a swollen head that somehow turns my stomach to knots and makes my tongue wet my lips.
I’ve wondered about how I’d feel seeing a man like this again—like for real, and not in an internet porn video. If I’d be repulsed. Or scared. Or angry. But all I feel when I stare at Jackson’s absolutely gorgeous—and I do meanbeautiful—cock, is desire.
My hand shakes as I reach for him. My fingers wrap around what feels like hot silk over pure steel, and when he grunts, I shiver as lust pools between my legs. My hand strokes gently up and down, and before I can second-guess myself or ask too many what-ifs, I just go for it.
I lean down, open my mouth, and wrap my lips around his swollen head.
I don’t know who moans louder—him, or I. But it happens at the same time. I whimper, humming around his cock as I slowly push my lips lower on him. He tastes salty and sweet at the same time, and I shiver as my tongue laps at his head.
My eyes raise to his, and my heart thuds as his lust-hooded gaze locks with mine. I moan as I suck him deeper again, before sliding my lips from him with a wet sound.
“How—”
I stop myself.
Don’t you dare ask him how it feels, dork.
Instead, stroking him lightly, I bite my lip as I look up into his eyes.
“Show me how you like it.”
The way his jaw ticks like he’s barely controlling himself turns me to fucking fire. And the way his eyes flash almost dangerously as my body aching for him.
But slowly, he just shakes his head.
“No.”
“No what?”
“Don’t ask me that,” he rasps quietly. “Just…don’t.”
“Why?”
I move up, still shaking with heat, still stroking his huge cock as I bring my mouth closer to his.
“Why shouldn’t I ask you—”
“Because the answer might scare you.”
Pure need explodes in my center at his words. If he was trying to frighten me with what he just said, he failed. Because it did the opposite.
It made me want him even more.
And maybe that’s a sign of something truly fucked up inside of me. Or loose wire, or…something. But it’s there, and I can’t ignore it.
“Try me.”
His eyes flash cold blue fire.
“I’m fucking warning you,” he growls thinly.
“No, you’re treating me like a delicate little flower.”
“You don’t want to play the way I play, sweetheart.”
