Page 63 of The Attraction File

I grabbed her fingers and pulled them to my lips, kissing and sucking on them. I moved down her arm before making it to her neck and catching her earlobe in my teeth.

“Evaleen, please don’t thank me. I should be thanking you. That was the most incredible, sensual time I have ever had with anyone.”

I leaned back and saw her cheeks darken even more. “I think you know it was the best orgasm I have ever had. And, well, the best anything really.”

Her eyes came back to me but they moved down my body before widening.

“Uh, Edgar. Shouldn’t we take care of you?” Evaleen pointed to my angry hard-on that tented my briefs.

I shook my head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it in the bathroom. This night was about you.”

Finally, she lifted her eyes to mine, holding my stare. “Are you serious? You are going to go jack off in the bathroom while a perfectly good woman is in your bed? If I took off my bra I would be naked. So not just a perfectly good woman, but an almost naked perfectly good woman.”

I watched the little indent between her brows deepen as I eased back, putting my hands behind my head. Evaleen was sexy when she got feisty.

I knew deep down she would find out that Jacob never said she had to go to London. In a way, I took a sick pleasure working her up.

“You forgot sexy. One perfectly good and sexy almost naked woman. And beautiful. So, one perfectly good and beautiful and sexy almost naked woman. And smart. We forgot that too—”

“Okay Edgar, I get it. So? What do you want me to do?” Evaleen waved her hands over my body like a model at a car show.

“Whatever you’d like.”

That really pissed her off. She groaned and rolled her eyes. Which only made my cock twitch.

“Come on, Edgar, I’m serious. You know I don’t know what I’m doing here. I mean, I have given a blow job before but—”

“Okay, I’ll take that.”

She titled her head. “Huh? Oh, you mean you want a blow job. Okay.” Evaleen slapped her hands together before rubbing them. She reached for my briefs but stopped. Evaleen changed positions a few times, always staring at my crotch. I began to feel like she was trying to figure out the solution to the United States deficit and not getting ready to give head.

“Why don’t you start by taking off my briefs?”

She snapped her fingers. “Good start.”

I helped her by lifting my hips as she removed them and tossed them aside. As she turned back, her eyes widened. “Oh my God, Edgar, you’re huge.”

Smirking, I grabbed the base of my cock and gave it a slow stroke. “Ah shucks, I bet you say that to all the guys. Wait. Don’t answer that.”

“No, I mean, how does that even, you know,” Evaleen lowered her voice and bent closer to my cock, “fit inside of this? Do you ever hurt women?” She pointed to her upper thighs before frowning.

“No, I never hurt a woman. It will fit, Evaleen. Think about it. Women give birth to babies. And while I am flattered you consider my cock large, I am not so arrogant as to assume it’s the size of a baby.”

She nodded but weariness lingered on her features.

“Logically, that makes sense, but I don’t know. I guess it’s my naïveté showing.”

“No, it’s fine.” I propped myself up on my elbow and rubbed her arm. “Look, why don’t we call it a night. I meant what I said earlier, this night was about you. Maybe I take a rain check on the blow job.”

As strong as Evaleen appeared, this might have been a little overwhelming for her. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t look forward to the idea of her lips wrapped around my cock. But she needed to be cared for. And that’s what I wanted to do for her.

“Oh, okay. I see what you mean.” Her eyes dimmed. “Maybe I should go.”

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