Page 77 of Bred By the Sheikh

“You stopped me.”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to stop me tonight?”

“No.”

Her mouth curved.

“Good.”

She kissed my chest.

Then she kissed lower.

I closed my eyes for one second.

“Look at me, Chrissy.”

She looked up.

“Do you still want this?”

“Yes.”

She smiled.

Then she went to her knees.

Fuck.

My hands flexed at my sides.

Chrissy opened my trousers.

She freed my cock and wrapped her hand around me.

Air left my lungs.

Her eyes widened slightly at the reaction.

“Are you that sensitive?”

“Don’t become smug.”

“Too late.”

She stroked me once.

Then she leaned forward and licked the head.

My hips jerked before I stopped them.

Chrissy smiled.

I wanted to grab her.

I didn’t.