Page 511 of Call Me Baby 2: Side B

and across his heaving chest.

His lashes flutter,

a curse leaving his lips.

I watch his face go under, helpless

as I slide down his tight stomach,

his abs flexing,

and dip inside his boxers.

My knuckles graze his pelvis,

all soft hair and heat.

His cock is so close

I can feel the throb waiting for me.

His hand drags up and down my thigh, squeezing as I undo his button on his jeans, ease them open.

The zipper follows,

teeth parting one by one.

“Show me how you touch yourself,” I whisper. My panties are wrapped tight around his fingers pressing close to his nose and lips.

He inhales the scent deep into his lungs as his hips lift into me like they can’t help it.

I lean in close,

my head pressed to his brow,

raking my fingers over his ear.

“You look awfully possessed for a man with free will.”

“Free will? Nah…”

His smirk jumps.

“I’m yours so bad it’s embarrassin’.”

“Prove it,” I murmur.

His forehead melts to mine,

his chest heaving.

Then his hand leaves my hip,

slips down between my thighs.

I watch him drag out his heavy cock,

veins hard under swollen, silky skin.