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I hesitate. Why is this so hard to say? You. I want you, Chase. I know what I want, and I’ve never been this dumbfounded and mute when it comes to giving voice to my desires.
But I’ve also never met a man like Chase, a man who throws me off course like that.
Our eyes lock again, and it seems like he understands. He suggests a subtle nod, an acknowledgment of my struggle.
“I want to see it,” I repeat. “Please.”
We’re both smiling, and my breath catches when he pulls at the hem of his shorts to reach underneath the fabric.
Chapter 27
Madison
He’s huge.
That’s the only coherent sentence my brain can come up with upon seeing his massive size. I’ve never been with a man this big, but the thought of it turns me on even more.
He chuckles, and I’m very aware that my amazement must be clearly visible on my face as I stare at the tip of his erection.
He wraps his hand around his length and begins stroking himself in slow and deliberate motions while moving his cock closer to my face. He’s so close now, that I could touch him with my tongue if I tried.
But when I open my mouth and jerk my head up, he withdraws, accompanied by “tsk tsk” sounds.
“Did I say that you were allowed to touch me, let alone suck me?” he asks in a menacing voice.
I frown at him. “No, but why wouldn’t you want me to?”
“Who said I didn’t want you to?”
Ugh, why is he being so difficult and infuriating, even now?
“I do want you to,” he goes on. “But on my terms, and my timing.”
He smirks at me before he adds, “I’m going to take my sweet time with you, Madison.”
“Why?” The question sounds so stupid when it leaves my lips, but I can’t stop myself.
“Because you’re worth it,” he says in a whisper, bowing down a little, to bring his face closer to mine. “You’re worth every delicious second of this. And I hate to rush.”
We stare at each other, and it takes everything within me to not let my eyes wander back to his crotch, where he continues to stroke himself, only inches from my face.
“You wanna play with it, don’t you?”
God yes, but I could never admit it.
He moves his hips forward, which causes the tip of his cock to brush my chin, before he places the tip on my lips.
“Don’t open your mouth,” he warns. “Don’t move until I tell you to.”
I don’t know why, but I comply with his wish. My heart is beating so wildly now, that I’m beginning to feel dizzy. I guess it’s a good thing I’m already lying on the floor.
He goes on to stroke himself, while his thick tip rests on my closed lips. I want nothing more than to open my mouth and bring his length between my lips—and I don’t understand why he wouldn’t want the same.
I want to call him a tease, but I don’t dare to part my lips to speak. So I just watch, my heart beating with excitement and my core throbbing with need for him. The urge becomes almost unbearable, but just as I’m ready to give up my self-control and do whatever I feel like, he stops stroking himself.
“Open your mouth,” he demands—and I do as I’m told in an instant.
He shoves his tip between my lips the moment they part. A groan escapes him when I begin to circle his thick head with my tongue, taking in more and more of him as he thrusts his hips in rhythmic motions.
