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Right. I did tell her that.
She gives me a mischievous grin. “I can’t do that when you’re doing stuff, too.”
I give her a puzzled look. “You want me to stay still?”
“Please.”
I drop my arms to my sides. Jenna turns me around.
What is she doing?
Then she wraps her arms around me from behind. Her firm, soft breasts press against my back. Their peaks rub against my skin.
Okay.
Jenna’s hands travel across the front of my torso as she plants a kiss on the back of my neck. Then she drags her lips to the back of my shoulder. There, she presses them firmly on a patch of skin. Then she gives me a playful bite.
“Are you trying to eat me?” I ask her.
“Mmm. Tempting.” She sucks on the skin. “But I rather like having a boyfriend.”
She flattens her palms over my chest and starts to rain down kisses on my back. Then she stops. I feel her fingers go over my scar.
“Where did you get this?” Jenna asks in a tone of concern.
“When I was a kid,” I tell her. “I had a fight with some kids at school. Well, they picked a fight with me. I just fought back. And I won. But as it turned out, when I fell, a shard of glass got buried into my skin. I didn’t realize it until I was home. My mom got so mad at me, both for fighting and for getting myself hurt.”
“I would have, too.” She plants a kiss on my cheek. “Thanks for telling me.”
I realize I never told Jenna anything about my childhood before. No wonder she seems happy now.
This time, there’s no holding back. Nothing will come between us.
Jenna grips my hips and presses her lips against my scar. When she licks it, I draw in my breath sharply. Her fingers dig into my ass as her tongue continues to caress my skin. Then she turns me around.
She kneels in front of me and looks up. Then she pulls her gaze from mine to my crotch, which is right in front of her face. Even through the layers of clothing, I can feel the heat in her eyes scorching my skin and causing a stir.
Jenna puts her hands on the buckle of my belt. Then she pulls them away.
“Take it off,” she tells me.
Is that a request or an order? I can’t tell. But this is something new, and I don’t mind it.
I take off my belt under her intense gaze. I unbutton my pants and pull down the zipper. My pants fall from my hips.
Now what?
Jenna grips my ass once more as she plants her lips on my boxers, right above the bulge my cock has caused. She rubs her lips up and down cotton and my cock quivers. The bulge turns into a tent. She rubs the highest point of that tent with the tip of her tongue and a tremor goes through my body. I blow some air past my lips.
Jenna pulls down my pants and my boxers. My cock springs free.
For a moment, she just stares at it, making me feel slightly uncomfortable. Then she wraps her fingers around the base and brushes her lips against the moist tip.
When those lips part and she takes my cock inside her mouth, a sound rumbles deep in my throat. I grab her shoulders.
She takes as many inches of me as she can. The tip of my cock grazes the soft palate of her mouth and a shiver goes down my spine. Her tongue trembles beneath my cock. Then she gags.
Jenna pulls away, coughing. I touch her cheek.
“Are you okay?”
She nods. Even so, I can see the glistening beads at the corners of her eyes. I frown.
“You don’t have to continue,” I tell her.
“But I want to,” Jenna tells me as she meets my gaze. “And you told me I could do whatever I wanted.”
I rest my case.
She tries again. This time, she takes me inside her mouth more slowly and I bury my fingers in her shoulders, fighting the urge to just plunge into that heat. I take deep breaths to keep the desire at bay.
This time, Jenna has no difficulty having me in her mouth. She swallows around my cock and I draw in a sharp breath. She sucks and a curse leaves my lips.
She starts to move her head back and forth. My hand moves to her hair. My fingers try to grip the tendrils, instead raking across her scalp.
This is one reason why I wish Jenna would grow her hair out again. Fast.
Her fingers dig into my ass as she moves her head faster. The friction sends heat through my veins. I feel it pool in my balls.
Again, I have the urge to take control, to hold her head still so I can be the one to thrust into her wicked mouth. Instead, I caress Jenna’s hair, close my eyes and clench my jaw.
