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He turns his head and smiles at me. “So fucking okay. Just give me a second to convince my cock to calm the fuck down.”

I glance toward his erection and bite my lip for a moment before saying, “Can I touch you?”

Chapter18

Ryder

I turn my gaze toward my girl. “Baby…” I slide my hand up her back.

Her cheeks are bright red. She’s licking her lips. “I’m not naïve. I know about blow jobs and stuff.”

I gulp.Blow jobs? There is no way my innocent girl, who hasn’t had sex and probably hasn’t even seen a penis before, is giving me a blow job.

She bites her lip hard again and releases it. “I thought men liked that sort of thing.”

“Baby, they do.Ido. But this isn’t tit for tat. Have you ever seen or touched a cock?”

She glances at my bulging erection. “Pictures,” she whispers.

I continue to rub her back. My dick is going to erupt. “You’re not giving me a blow job before I’ve been inside your pussy, baby.” I search her face. I think she really wants to see my cock. What’s the harm in that? “How about this? If you agree to keep your hands to yourself, I’ll pull it out and stroke it until I come.”

She gives me a nod.

I’ve never jerked off for an audience before, not even an audience of one. But this is Claire. She’s not some random woman I picked up. She’s going to watch me masturbate at times, and I’m going to watch her touch herself, too. Maybe if she sees how large I am and what it looks like when I come, it will ease her mind for when she takes me inside her.

I watch her face as I lift the elastic of my briefs over my cock, letting it out.

She purses her lips and rises to sit on her bottom next to me. It’s like she needs a better view, a front-row seat.

I’m comfortable in my skin. It doesn’t bother me for her to look at me or watch me stroke my cock. In fact, my shaft is growing harder by the second now that I’m watching her.

I wrap my palm around the base and gently slide it up to the tip and back down. “When you stroke me, you don’t have to squeeze very hard,” I inform her.

She nods. Her eyes are wide as she watches me. My gaze remains on her face. Fuck, but she’s amazing.

I ease my hand up and down. I’m going to come faster than ever in my life. After watching my girl orgasm and now seeing her expression as she learns how to handle me, I’m wound so tightly it’s a wonder I haven’t shot my wad all the way across the room.

Her innocence is palpable. I feel like I’ve won the lottery. She watches with rapt attention as I continue to stroke slower than I ordinarily would to avoid coming immediately.

I palm her lower back firmly as my arousal grows. When I can’t hold back another second, I pick up the pace and come in long spurts across my chest.

Claire never looks away, and when I’m completely spent, I finally release my still-hard erection, letting it lie against my torso. Claire surprises me by reaching toward my chest with a finger, dragging it through my come, and bringing it to her mouth.

I can’t breathe while my girl sucks my semen off her finger. After her finger pops out of her mouth, she meets my gaze. “It’s salty.”

I smile languidly.

“And there’sa lotmore of it than I expected.”

She’s fucking precious.

“Should I go get a washcloth?”

“Sure, baby. Thank you.”

She slides off the side of the bed and glances around. When she spots my T-shirt at the head of the bed, she reaches toward it.

I stop her with a hand on her wrist. “Leave it off, baby,” I command gently.

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