Page 44 of Hire A Cuddler

It’s almost like I can hear his teeth grinding. “Because I don’t trust myself, that’s why.”

I turn on the light again, and when I turn back to face him, he’s lying on his back, eyes closed. “What do you mean you don’t trust yourself?”

“Because I’m trying to be patient, Haven, but my body has a mind of its own. I tasted you this morning, and I’m doing my damndest to honor your wish of no pressure. Fuck, peaches, just lying in this bed next to you, my dick’s so hard I could hammer nails.”

He groans and rubs his hands across his face. I let my gaze travel down his body, and I stop at the tent of the sheets between his thighs. I lean up to get a closer look. “King.”

“Yeah?” he mutters, half out of patience.

“Can I touch you?”

He sucks in a harsh breath and opens his eyes. He’s hopeful but trying to hold back. “You don’t have to.”

I nod, moving my eyes down his body and resting on the juncture of his thighs. “Can I?”

Huskily, he says, “Peaches, you never have to ask to touch me.”

I hook my finger into the sheet that’s draped at his waist. Slowly, I pull it down his thighs and then off the bed to let it fall to the floor. He has on boxer shorts, but they’re doing nothing to contain him. I look up at him, and he’s staring at me. “Should I…?”

“Whatever you want, Haven. There’s no wrong way… not with us.”

I take a calming breath and then put my hands on each side of his waistband and pull the boxers down his hips. His manhood springs up when it’s been uncovered, and I gasp at the sheer size of him. I finish removing his shorts, letting them fall to the floor with the sheet and then sit back on my haunches to stare at him. Just while I’m watching, I can see the bead of moisture at his tip form.

I crawl over his leg and position myself on the bed between his legs. I’ve never been so nervous and so excited about something in my life. He pushes my hair away from my face. “Look how hard you make me, peaches.”

I let my hands trail up his thighs and then I tentatively wrap my hand around his girth. His hips flex, his head falls back, and he groans.

Afraid that I’ve hurt him, I loosen my hold on him, but he’s shaking his head. “No, don’t stop. It just feels good, that’s all.”

Surprise at the fact that I’ve pleased him just by touching him urges me on. I hold him firmer in my hands and then start to explore. I stroke him from root to tip. I smear the precum along his shaft and then I stroke him again.

“Can I taste you, King?”

He grips the bed sheets in his hands. “Fuck, baby, you keep talking like that and I’m going to come.”

I shrug, not seeing the problem. “That’s what you want, right? You want to come?”

He leans up on his elbows. “When I come, I want to come inside you.”

My mouth forms a perfect “O,” and he nods. “Yeah, so touch me all you want, but I’m not coming until I’m deep inside you.”

“Okay.” I nod.

I spread his precum along his shaft again and then lean over and kiss his tip. He inhales sharply, but I don’t stop. I let him slide in my mouth, and I take him as far down my throat as I can and then off. Over and over, I taste him, swirling my tongue around him and then taking him down my throat.His hips are pumping slightly, and the more comfortable I get, the deeper I take him and the more I let myself go.

I moan roughly, and before I know it, I’m flipped onto my back with a very out of control King hovering over me. He’s panting, “Enough. I need inside you.”

I’m not sure what he expected, but he seems surprised when I open my legs and let his body fit against mine. “Okay.”

His body is flush against me. His cock is hard, nestled between my thighs, and I find that if I shimmy just right, it slides along my clit.

“Fuck me,” he grunts.

I lift my hips against him. “I’m trying to, if you’d cooperate.”

I’m reaching for him, and he grabs my hands and pushes them above my head, holding them there. He leans over me. “Are you sure about this?”

I lean up and peck him on the lips. “I’ve practically thrown myself at you, King. I’m not sure what else I can do to show you I want this and I’m ready.”

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