I sucked in a breath, barely keeping myself grounded. But she didn’t stop there.
She undid my zipper with agonizing precision, dragging the fabric down slowly, like she was unwrapping a gift, her nails grazing my hips as she tugged my briefs down.
I throbbed—fully exposed, fully at her mercy—and she hummed, tilting her head as she studied me.
"It’s been a while, friend."
I blinked, then half-laughed, half-groaned. “Are you talking to my penis?”
“Yes,” she mused, eyes dancing with mischief. “Now, shh. I’m getting reacquainted.”
My muscles locked as she wrapped her fingers around me, slow, firm, her palm warm against my skin.
She stroked me once, twice, dragging her thumb over the sensitive head, watching the way I twitched in her grip.
Then she parted her lips and sucked me in.
Fuck.
My head dropped back, a guttural sound escaping my throat as her mouth wrapped around me—hot, wet, perfect.
I barely had time to process the pleasure before she took me deeper, her tongue swirling, teasing, working me into insanity.
I fisted her hair, trying to keep myself anchored, but she had no interest in letting me keep control. She dug her nails into my ass, pulling me forward, forcing me deeper down her throat, and I nearly lost my fucking mind.
"God, Michelle," I groaned, my fingers tangling in her hair as she hollowed her cheeks, sucked harder, took more.
She flicked her eyes up, locking onto mine, and the sight alone—the wicked, teasing glint in her gaze, the way her lips stretched around my cock—sent heat rushing through every cell in my body.
I was so close. Too close.
"Michelle," I gritted out, pulling her off me before I could lose it completely.
She let out a low, satisfied hum, her lips wet, swollen, a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth.
"Get on the bed," I ordered, my voice barely human.
Her smile turned devious. "I love bossy Brooks."
"Good," I rasped. "Then get naked."
She held my gaze as she wiggled her dress over her head.
And then she was bare.
Flushed, perfect, glistening with need.
And mine. For the night.
Fuck.
I let out a harsh breath, my restraint hanging by a thread. "Can I take you bare?" I asked, my voice low, rough. "I’ve been tested. I’m good."
She nodded, her pupils blown wide. "Me too. I’m on birth control. Don’t worry."
I shuddered, the thought of not having anything between us causing my heart to do weird, strange things.
She raised an eyebrow, taunting. "Well, come on, big guy. Take me."
