He’s not like, a muscle, is he? Gets weaker and smaller without use?
That’s not how it works.
Is it?
Did I break my dick?
Did I neglect it too much? It’s not like I don’t jerk off. Regularly.
“Oh, god, I just killed the mood, didn’t I?” She sighs. “My brain started running again and then I couldn’t remember what time my final fitting is for my gown tonight, and I feel like there’s something on my calendar I’m forgetting, and I don’t want to go to whatever it is, I want to stay here and be naked all day, and now I’m insulting you when I’m trying to say that you leave a big impression by being you and mastering everything great and small, which you’re not, and can we pretend it’s ten minutes ago and I’m still asleep and you’re about to decide you need to be my body’s wake-up call?”
“Are you going to call me small again?”
“You’reaverage. And I said that’sgood. Do you know how many people with bigger equipment can’t use theirs a fraction as well as you use yours?”
I prop my hand on my fist and watch her.
She squeezes her eyes together. “Shit. Please make me quit talking.”
“Usually I’m the one overtalking when we’re together. This is fun.”
“You arenothaving fun right now.”
“Okay, yeah, I’m having some pandick attacks right now, but I think they’ll pass.”
“Panic?”
“No, pandick. My dick is panicking. But you’re not kicking me out of bed, and clearly, you know dudes with bigger dicks that you’re not calling right now, so…”
She shrieks and rolls, andfuck.
I forgot how freakishly strong she is.
But I like it.
And now I’m beneath her, her breasts hovering between us while she straddles me and rubs that bare pussy all over my straining cock. “Cooper Rock, my very favorite thing about you is that you make the most of every talent you have, regardless of whether or not anyone thinks you should be able to do what you do. Andthatis sexy. Are we clear?”
I brush her cheek with my thumb. “I will never get over how gorgeous you are without all of that makeup on.”
“That was not an answer.”
I tilt my hips, shamelessly enjoying the feel of being between her thighs, a little voice in the back of my head reminding me that I need to grab a condom, but all of my hormones drown that voice out with loud cheers when her eyes cross.
“You like me,” I murmur.
“I absolutely—oh, fuck—do, and I—whydo you feel so good?”
I flex my hips and slide my dick in that glorious slickness between her thighs. “Because you like me.”
Her lips brush against mine. “I do,” she whispers.
“I like when you sayfuck.”
“I would like you to fuck me until I can’t see straight, please.”
I seriously need a condom.
But she’s kissing me, soft little kisses that are getting hotter and wetter and deeper, her pelvis grinding against mine while she makes those moans in the back of her throat.
