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Frankie lifted her head at this and eyed him suspiciously. “You’d let me do that?”
This was a test. He had to prove himself worthy of her trust. “I’d let you do that. Promise.”
She slid down his front and he wished those layers had burned off from the friction. God, he wanted to touch her again. He closed his eyes and groaned.
She laughed again, that joyous sound bursting from her like a surprise. "You’re wishing back those words right now, aren’t you?”
He couldn’t help but laugh with her. “Maybe, but a promise is a promise. If I give you my word, I don’t go back on it.”
Frankie pressed her lips to his, a gentle kiss that slid and soothed. Her tongue teased his lower lip before her teeth tugged it into a pout. His hands were still useless, but he chased her retreat with his lips, craving more of her. Her taste, her texture, the sounds she made that reverberated through his mind as their tongues tangled. He was breathless and panting when she pulled back and braced her hands on his shoulders. It helped soothe his racing pulse that she looked as lightheaded as he felt.
“How about this? I’ll let you free your arms, on the condition that you’ll use them exactly how I tell you to.”
“Fuck, yes. Deal.” He stepped away from the wall and had his cuffs unbuckled and his shirts shucked before she could take it back. She giggled, and he grinned, holding out his hands to the sides and offering a slight bow. “I’m yours to command.”
She ran a hand down his bare chest, and he shivered. “Do you have condoms with you now?” she whispered in his ear, chasing her words with a sucking bite to his neck.
“I do.”
“And would you like to use them with me?” she purred as she ran her hand over the length of his erection through his pants.
“I would.” He closed his eyes and fought for control.
“Uh-uh. Keep them open."
Jake snapped his eyes back open and focused on hers, waiting for her next command.
"Unbutton your jeans.”
Slowly, he leaned back against the cold concrete and reached for his buckle, enjoying the way she watched him with open lust in her eyes.
“Now drop them. Show me the tool we’re working with.”
He obeyed and dropped his jeans and boxer briefs to his knees. His cock jutted out toward her, actively reaching for her touch. Gratified by the way her eyes widened, he started to toe off his shoe, intending to strip down completely, but she stopped him.
“No, leave those on. It's not safe to be barefoot on a construction site."
"Oh, but it's okay to be bare-assed?" he teased.
"We’ll have to be careful." She patted his ass cheekily. "Wouldn't want this to get hurt. Where are the condoms?”
"In my pocket."
Frankie knelt down in front of him and tucked her hand into his scrunched-up pocket down near his ankle. Her mouth was inches from his groin, and her gaze stuttered as she got a good look. He tried to hold still, but his cock bobbed toward her on each pulse. As she stood with the condom, she closed her lips around his thick head and licked the moisture that had gathered at the tip of his cock. His eyes rolled back and closed as pleasure swamped him, before he remembered her request and opened them again.
"That's right," she said. She tucked the condom into her tool belt, which she was still wearing and which he found sexy as hell. "I want you to watch every second of this and tell me if it was as good as the video you erased. Now show me.”
“Show you what?”
“Show me how you touched yourself when you watched the video.”
He paused. That wasn’t what he’d expected. She stepped closer, but still didn’t touch him. His cock leapt at her nearness though, desperate for more of her.
“Show me how you like it when you’re all alone and aching. You watched me grind my pussy against your lap and come apart in your arms. Were you imagining me touching you when you came?”
Jake shook his head. She moved to his side, her breasts barely brushing against his arm, and she whispered. “Were you imagining fucking me?”
Jake closed his eyes, his memory taking him back to his frantic orgasm in the production trailer, and he nodded. He sat down heavily on the stairs and spread his legs wide. Her rough, callused hand gently gripped his wrist and moved his hand to cover his cock.
