He was throbbing so heavily in my palm that I could feel his heartbeat pulsing through the thick, corded vein on his underside. A fat bead of heat had already welled at the tip, smearing a shiny trail across my thumb as I dragged it upward, testing the sheer weight of him. My fingers couldn’t even meet around the base of him.

Blake sucked air through his teeth.

“Fuck, baby,” he rasped, “Don’t tease me.”

I yanked his waistband down just enough and wrapped both hands around his length, guiding the blunt, swollen head to my entrance. My panties had been shoved aside long ago, clinging uselessly to my thigh....