“In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve got big shoulders. I can take it.”
She rolled her eyes. Although they were very, very nice shoulders. She reached over and grabbed the beer she’d asked him to get her. He’d given her a surprised look but hadn’t said anything. She was trying for a bit of Dutch courage. Her new lingerie was stuffed in her handbag and she wasn’t sure she was ready to get it out.
“I’m going to go have a shower,” she said when they were finished eating. She left before he could say anything.
You can do this. You can do this.
She picked up her handbag and carried it into the bedroom, pulling out the teddy and locking herself in the bathroom. After her shower, she pulled on the deep blue silk teddy that had lace over her bottom and pussy with a slit over her lower lips.
It was the sexiest thing she’d ever owned in her life and she would never have had the courage to even buy it let alone wear it without Jewel’s help.
She pulled it on and stepped out into the bedroom, immediately feeling self-conscious. She drew out one of Duke’s T-shirts and slipped it over her head, covering up the teddy. Then she walked out into the living room.
Duke was sitting back on the corner of the sofa, watching T.V. She walked in front of him, watching his eyes move to her. He smiled. “Love the cute PJs, babe, but love you in my shirt more.”
“And what do you think of this?” She tried for sultry, but she thought her voice sounded more timid than anything else. She drew off his T-shirt, revealing the teddy underneath and stood there, just watching him.
Nerves filled her when he just sat there, frozen. Then she dropped to her knees, wincing at the impact.
That could have been more graceful.
“Little rebel?” he asked.
“I don’t want to go slow anymore, Duke. I want you.” She pushed her hand up under his T-shirt, circling his nipple. She heard his breath catch as she ran her finger over the ridges of his abdomen. Then she moved her hand lower to place it over the button of his jeans. “Can I?”
His eyes had grown darker, his breathing coming quicker. “You sure?”
“I’m sure. I want this.”
“Fuck yes.” He sat forward and pulled off his shirt then patted his lap. “Get up here, babe. Let me see you.”
“Actually, I wanted to taste you.” She undid the button of his jeans then pulled down the zipper. “Please?”
“Take a stronger man than me to say no to feeling your lips around my cock.” He raised his hips then shoved his jeans and boxers down, freeing his cock. He shoved them further down his legs, pulling them off until he was completely naked. But she barely noticed, she was too busy staring at his dick.
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“Babe? You all right?”
“Greg had a tiny dick. Yours is like a bratwurst and his was a cocktail sausage.”
Duke burst into laughter. “Can’t say I’ve ever had my dick compared to a bratwurst before.”
She went bright red. “Sorry, I’m not very good at this.” She attempted to pull back, to slide away from him but he reached out and wrapped his hand in her hair.
“Uh-uh, babe. Wasn’t laughing at you. I don’t care what you compare my dick to, but maybe we should refrain from talking about Greg’s package, huh?”
“Okay,” she replied breathlessly as he reached out and lightly plucked her nipple.
“Damn, your tits are gorgeous. I have dreamed of sucking on these nipples.”
“You have?”
“Oh, fuck yes. There isn’t much I haven’t dreamed of when it comes to you and then I would wake up with my dick hard and fucking aching. And believe me, my hand just isn’t satisfying.”
She rubbed her thighs together at the idea of him taking his cock in hand.
“You want to watch that?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow.