Page 12 of A Billion Desires

And I took her up on that offer.

I watched carefully as my fingers found the shinny silk of her panties and ventured down between her legs. She let out a moan when I rubbed her back and forth along her pussy.

Something akin to disappointment rose up in me when I didn’t find her sopping wet like Cherry had been.

Still, my cock didn’t move.

Not a damn inch.

My hands moved up, over her flat stomach to her breasts. I caressed the two, large mounds with my fingers. She felt wonderful. I could feel her implants, which sidetracked my brain slightly. Still, she was every man’s wet dream.

Her head fell back slightly, and she made a deep, groaning sound—that seemed almost as fake as her breasts. I thought about how Cherry’s sexy sounds had stirred something so deep inside of me and finally, my cock twitched.

“Bra off, Willow. Then you may kneel and get to work,” I ordered, and her eyes found mine. She smiled her beautiful grin down at me while she undid her bra. Her breasts hung with perfection, and I reached my hands up to see how they felt without any material between us.

Right away, her nipples beaded into tight buds. I lightly pinched them before grasping her breasts more firmly in my fingers. Willow set her hands on my shoulders and arched her back, forcing her chest directly in front of my face.

I held one breast in my hand, then moved forward to lick her nipple. “Oh, Nick, yes. That feels so good,” she said, her upper arms squeezing her tits closer together, making them look even bigger than they already were.

I drew her nipple into my mouth, circling it with my tongue. Willow leaned further into me. Her flowery scent invading my senses now.

She was doing everything right.

There wasn’t one thing I could think of that she could do to make this better.

Then I had to ask myself,Why am I not getting hard?

A beautiful woman stood nearly naked in front of me, gorgeous tits, fantastic ass—ready, willing and paid for—yet still, my cock would not wake up.

The only time it did take notice, was when I thought about Cherry.

So that’s what I did.

I closed my eyes, and pretended in my mind that it was Cherry’s breasts I was playing with right now. I thought about the red bra she’d worn last night, and how she touched herself for me when I asked.

And how beautiful she looked with her eyes half open as she did it.

Then she’d removed her bra and fondled those perfect tits of hers.

My cock jumped and began getting hard.

Finally.

I needed a release so badly.

My desperation increased and I bit down gently on Cherry’s—I mean Willow’s, nipple. She let out a loud sigh, making my cock deflate.

Again.

Fuck.

I popped off Willow’s nipple and said, “I prefer silence, if at all possible, please.” Her lips closed and she nodded at me. “Thank you. You may get on your knees now.” But before I allowed her to move, I ran my fingers down her stomach, then over her panties to feel how wet she was for me.

The material between her legs was exactly as it was before.

Dry.

My hands sat on her waist and pulled her downward until she knelt down and started undoing my slacks. Her eyes peered up at me with a seductive look. That did absolutely nothing for me.

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