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His hot eyes meandered their way back to hers, making her dizzy. “What about it?”
“Well…you’ve been celibate,” she pointed out. “For how long?”
“Over fifteen years.”
She gestured at him, even looked at his delicious tanned, silky skin all the way to the waistband of his black slacks. “I mean…does it still work, even?” Heat erupted in her cheeks at his big, sexy laugh. “You know what, that’s rude,” she muttered.
“God, I’m sorry,” he swore, suddenly standing before her chair, forcing her to look up at him.
Her gaze fell to his hands, unbuttoning his pants. “What…are you doing?”
“Showing you.”
“Showing me…what?” she gasped, eyes locked on his tight black underwear and the mountain beneath.
He lowered the front of his underwear and his massive cock seemed to bounce out, pointingrightat her. Oh. God.
“Does it look like it works to you?”
She couldn’t move an inch as she stared, the shiny drop on the tip a focal point of terror and fascination.
“Would you like to touch it?”
Her breaths escaped in erratic bursts.
“Itisyours,” he reasoned, his words licking between her legs.
“I…”
He held his hand out next to his penis and without thinking, she put hers in it, eyes mesmerized with the thick vein running along the length. And thesize,it was…long and so…huge.He pulled her hand to his penis, and she panicked, pulling in reverse.
He covered it with his underwear again and sat before she had any time to process anything. Namely howchildishshe’d acted. Pulling her hand back like he was forcing her tomolesthim. “I…”
“You’re not ready for that yet.”
“I…I am,” she argued in a frail whisper, earning his angled head and studious eyes on her.
“You just need more practice.” His gaze took a hot stroll over her while he sat with his sexy legs open. “You wore the red panties?”
She was back to erratic breathing with that one. She managed a nod.
“Let me see.”
Oh no.
His eyes moved up to her face and she closed hers, unable to see him.
“Can I…ask you something? First?”
“Of course you can.”
His tone was gentle and easy while a hurricane of fear screamed in her head. “What…did you think of…” Oh God, of what? Her hair down there? She wasn’t about to let those words come out of her mouth. But how to ask!? Maybe she should tell him what she got from Big G. “I…told you that I learned how to…get Big G to…tell me things.”
“And?”
The testing, accusing tone didn’t help at all.
“Well, I…asked him what…somemen liked in women.” She wet her lips, unable to move her eyes from her lap. She was in the worst kind of corner she’d ever been in but there wasnocourage or backbone there to help her.
