Page 8 of Can't Walk Away

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Cheyenne

I’m not sure what it is about Jase, but he makes me want more. I grab the hem of his shirt and he helps me pull it up and over his head. My hands find his chest as they smooth over every plane of muscle he has. He may be in his late thirties, but his body sure doesn’t show it. He’s in the best shape he could possibly be in and I’m the lucky one in bed with him.

My hips bump up against his erection and I should be shy about it, yet I’m not. I want Jase. I want to give him my everything.

“Slow down, Chey,” he says in between kisses. I don’t want to, but I know he’s slowing down for me. It makes me sigh in a good way.

I pull back and as I do, he gathers the hem of my dress and lifts it over my head. I’m left only wearing a pair of panties. I went without a bra knowing this dress had a built-in.

I allow Jase’s gaze to roam over my body. My nipples are tight and I’m saturating my panties to the point I can feel it on the inside of my thighs.

“Fuck, Chey. Look at you. You are so god damn gorgeous,” he grunts as his hands go to my breasts. I moan as my head tilts back on my shoulders, feeling his hands holding each one. I lower my head and watch as his fingers pull on my nipples making me grind on his lap even more.

“I need more Jase, please,” I moan out. My hips don’t stop what they’re doing. His hands go to my hips and I feel his mouth on one of my nipples. He takes a tentative lick and then he’s sucking and nipping at it. I could come just from his mouth alone. In fact, if this keeps up too much longer, I’m going to.

“Just like that, Chey,” he murmurs as his mouth goes to my other nipple. My hands dive into his hair and I pull him as close as I possible.

I feel his hand leave my hip and go in between our legs. The back of his knuckles brush against my pussy and I grind down even more. I’m secretly praying that his hands will stay longer, but I’m disappointed when they move away from where I need him most. I slowly lower one of my own hands down. Jase’s lips leave my nipple to watch what I’m doing. His eyes are hooded with need. My fingers are at the top of my panties and I slide my hand down inside slowly using my middle finger to gather the wetness that seems to be pouring out of me like when I’m on my bed and dreaming up this very thing. I have to say the real thing is much better than I could ever imagine. My middle finger goes back inside of my pussy, just barely. The pressure building from using the palm of my hand is enough for me to start coming.

I hear the sound of a zipper going down and my eyes immediately follow the sound. I pause in what I’m doing when I see Jase’s cock come out of his pants. I’m thankful at this point in time that he goes commando. I’m unprepared to see what he has when his zipper is all the way down. His cock is impressive. I’ve watched clips of porn before. Tumblr is a girl’s friend when she’s away at college and the guy she wants is back home.

I never would have expected him to have a metal piercing on the underside of his cock. You can see the bar bells on each side. It’s not ridiculously big, but boy am I excited to feel it inside me. I’m locked on his hand as he wraps it around himself.

“Chey, don’t stop. Show me what you do when I’m not around,” he rasps.

“Oh my god, Jase,” I say as a blush creeps up my neck. I continue to play with myself as we both watch each other. Our eyes meet every so often, but for the most part our eyes stay riveted on each other’s.

I watch as he continues to fist himself. It’s a work of art watching him right now. His abs are taut, his skin is glistening with sweat, and he’s working himself up for me.

“Don’t you fucking stop playing with that pretty little pussy, Cheyenne,” Jase grunts. I get back to working myself and the moment feels so good, that my eyes close, one of his hands come to the back of my neck. He brings our foreheads together. I’m looking into his eyes now. He has my attention. As much as I want to close my eyes or tilt my head back and let a long moan out. He holds me right where he wants me, and I bring myself closer to the edge. I’m not backing off now. I want to come with him.

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