Page 143 of Securing the Pucking Rebound

Her face and heated eyes, her perfect breasts with pretty, rosy-pink nipples, her soft, round belly, the flare of her hips, or the bare skin leading to heaven.

Everything is…it’s mind-blowing.

She’s exactly as I imagined her, only…a million times better.

“You’re…” I drag my eyes back up to hers so she can see the sincerity in my gaze. “Breathtaking.”

Her blush spreads to her chest, and it takes all my self-control not to lean forward and follow it with my lips before pulling those hard peaks into my mouth.

Later, a voice demands. Let her do her thing.

My fingers wrap around the edge of her couch, forcing myself to stay put.

She chews on her bottom lip, and for a few seconds, I think she’s going to change her mind.

As my lips part to tell her again that she doesn’t need to do anything, she sinks to her knees.

Oh Jesus.

My grip on the couch tightens until I’m white-knuckling it.

Sienna reaches out, and once I lift my ass from the couch, she gently slides my jeans and boxers over my hips.

Her breath catches as my dick springs free, hard and beyond ready for whatever comes next.

She stares at it, watching it jerk in desperation as precum beads the tip.

“You’re…that’s…wow.”

I can’t help but smirk. Oh yeah, there’s a reason I’m a cocky asshole.

“Darlin’,” I rasp, barely able to hold it together now we’ve got this far.

“Shit. I’m sorry. It’s just…that thing is distracting as hell.”

“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not,” I force through gritted teeth.

“Oh, it’s definitely a compliment,” she says before reaching out and wrapping her fingers around my shaft.

I jerk like I’ve been electrocuted. I probably should have opted to sit down for this.

One touch and I’m riding a fucking knife’s edge.

Slowly, she strokes me. Her eyes focused on my face, watching my reactions, learning what I like.

“You’re a fucking goddess, darlin’. So fucking hot down there on your knees for me. You feel how hard you make me?”

She nods.

“It’s all for you, darlin’. All of it.”

Her eyes drop to my cock as she drags her thumb over the head, collecting the precum.

My teeth grind as I fight to keep it together for a little longer.

It’s just a handjob, Keller.

But it’s not just anything.