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I gasped at the glorious sight of him, my face heating and my legs trembling as I watched him masturbate. The sound made Hayden’s eyes snap open, and he lifted his head to look at me.
Shit, shit shit.
What the hell was I thinking? I shouldn’t have come in here.
I froze in place as his brilliant blue eyes connected with mine. He was no longer stroking himself as he stared at me in surprise. I expected to see mortification in his expression. It was how I would feel to be caught in a position like this.
Hell, it was how I felt right now, just as the person that opened the damn door.
But Hayden didn’t even look embarrassed. As I stood there, struggling to make my voice work—not that I knew what to say—his mouth lifted in a tempting little smirk and he started to move his hand again.
He stared at me while he fisted his cock, up and down, and I had no idea what to do. Waves of yearning flooded my body and there was a deep ache between my thighs.
Then, Hayden wordlessly crooked a finger at me with his free hand, silently beckoning me into the room, and my feet moved without a conscious decision on my part. It was as if I had no control over my own body as I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me.
I wanted this and I wanted him.
I moved closer to the bed until I was standing beside it, my eyes transfixed on his own hand on his cock. His shaft was so big, thick and veiny. I wetted my lips with my tongue and he groaned.
My gaze flickered to his face and met his gaze again. His eyes had grown darker, and the muscles in his neck were strained.
“Do you want to help me?” Hayden asked, his voice husky.
I nodded, the lump in my throat making it seem like a bad idea to try to speak. Climbing onto the bed, I knelt beside him. Hayden didn’t hesitate to grab my wrist, bringing it to his erection and replacing my hand with his own.
My stomach flipped as I wrapped my hand around him, marveling at his warmth and the smoothness of his skin as it glided over the rigid shaft. I’d never been so hot for a man in my life, and there was a powerful feeling in doing this to him. I was giving him pleasure, and the way he moaned boosted my confidence. I stopped thinking about how crazy this whole thing was and started focusing on the lust building like an inferno inside of me.
I’d done this sort of thing before, just never with a man like Hayden. He was the most charismatic and surprising man I’d ever met. He was also the most confident guy that I’d been in a sexual situation with.
Maybe if one of my past boyfriends had been more like him, I wouldn’t have still been a virgin.
That thought was on my mind as Hayden suddenly sat up, so that his face was just inches from my own. He brought his hand to the back of my neck and pulled me close, his forehead meeting mine as he held my eyes.
I could have gotten lost in his blue depths if I let myself.
“There’s something I’ve wanted to do since the moment I saw you on that plane,” he said, his breathing heavy.
Then, his lips were on mine. I was still using my hand on him and his tongue thrust into my mouth, moving in and out in rhythm with the strokes of my fist. The kiss was deep and passionate, and I moaned as he brought one hand to my waist beneath my pajama shirt, his fingers skimming over my bare skin and leaving a tingling sensation in their wake.
My heart skittered in my chest, and when he pulled away, I had trouble catching my breath.
Hayden smirked. “Why don’t we take all this a little further?”
I knew what he was suggesting, and asking. He wanted to have sex, and a big part of me was completely on board with that plan. But I was nervous. Not because I didn’t want to do it, but because I wasn’t sure I’d be any good at it. Hayden probably had a lot of experience, and I didn’t want to be disappointing. I’d never given much thought to being a virgin before, but now it felt like it was holding me back.
So, I just smiled at him and pushed against his chest until he was once again lying flat on his back. Lowering my head, I adjusted my grip on his erection down to the base to allow me to use my mouth on him.
I started by curling my tongue around the plump head, unable to resist looking up at him to watch his reaction. He groaned deep in his throat, his eyebrows knit together and a desperate anticipation played across his features.
I decided to put him out of his misery. Opening my mouth wide, I took him in as far as I could without choking. Closing my eyes, I worked my head up and down, my hand moving along with it as I sucked his length with every pass.
I took my time, reading the signs of his pleasure in the way his stomach muscles tightened and released and the moans that kept slipping out of his mouth. I loved that I was the one causing him to make those erotic sounds.
My own desire was so heightened that I felt like I could orgasm from a simple touch, but I didn’t put my free hand between my legs. Instead, I stayed focused on him, moving myself up and down even faster, driving him closer and closer to a climax. His hands fisted my hair, but he didn’t try to force my head down. It was more like he was hanging on for dear life.
“Oh God, Rylee…I’m about to come, baby. I’m about to…”
His words ended on a ragged moan, the loudest one yet, and I felt his cock grow even more rigid, pulsing against my tongue. Then, I was swallowing everything he had to give.
