He’s still looking at me. He still has his phone in his hand. Should I mouth something to him to hurry him up?
No. That would be giving in. I have to hold steady and wait. He’s either going to text back or he isn’t.
But this is starting to get ridiculous.
I’m chewing the inside of my lip with nervousness. I’m ready to throw on a shirt and race over there and go pound my fists against his chest. But that’s when he finally looks down and starts typing something.
I gulp a deep breath as my phone buzzes in my hand.
I might ;)
“Oh, you bastard…” I mutter, trying not to let my smile show as I type back my response.
Maybe you need a closer look?
Our little playful teasing is fun, but I need Jake right now. Ever since he pressed his hard cock against me at work, I’ve needed him. And I can’t keep this up much longer.
I press send and watch as he reads my text and grins.
Maybe I do.
He looks up at me and drops his towel, revealing his enormous hard-on. Instantly, my mouth starts to water.
Get your butt over here then, mister,I text.
Jake reads my text and shakes his head. My phone buzzes.
No. YOU get YOUR butt over here, missy. I already came to you once tonight.
His dominance melts over me, and I go all fuzzy inside. He really knows how to treat me just right. I don’t even bother texting back this time. I just look out the window at him and nod.
He grins back and turns away from the window and begins setting the mood-lighting in his bedroom. It’s then that I get my first glimpse of his butt. Andwow, is it amazing. Sculpted, muscular, perfectly shaped. Men don’t seem to realize that we women like their butts too, and Jake’s is incredible.
Seconds later, I’m dressed. Nothing fancy, just a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and a loose sweatshirt top. Do I really need to dress to impress right now? I’m only going to be taking it off as soon as I get there.
I race downstairs and outside, across my lawn and up to Jake’s front door. I’m just reaching out to knock when it opens to reveal Jake, standing there in absolutely nothing, looking like a complete Adonis.
“Hey there, good lookin’.” He grins. My heart starts pounding like someone’s doing heart compressions on my chest.
“Jake,” I whisper, glancing around. If he keeps the door open like this, someone might see him. “Are you going to let me in?”
“I don’t know,” he replies, his grin widening. “I’ll think about it.”
“Oh my God!” I laugh, pushing my way inside. “Shut up already!”
Jake is chuckling as he closes the door and pulls me into his arms. They’re like pythons wrapped around my neck as he snatches at my sweatshirt and immediately tugs it off.
“Mmm, no bra,” he growls, cupping my breasts, one with each hand. I moan, closing my eyes and giving myself over to him. The next thing I know, I’m being forced down onto my knees before him.
“Open your mouth,” he says. I open my eyes and look up at him. The view from down here is outrageous. His muscles don’t even look real. And his cock—well, it looks long enough that he could possibly kill me with it.
I do as I’m told. He pleasured me once already, and now it’s time for me to return the favor.
“I don’t know how good I’ll be at this, Jake,” I admit. “You’resobig.”
“Oh, don’t worry, baby.” He smiles, threading his fingers through my hair and guiding my head toward the crown of his enormous manhood. “You’ll do just fine.”
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