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anyone to see in from the sidewalk and too far away from
the windows for anyone else to spot us unless they’re in a helicopter hovering
nearby. Even if they did that, the sun’s already up and shining against the
glass.”
    By god, it was. The first rays had already spilled into the
room, their brightness strengthening with each moment. No doubt they also
reflected off the glass to hide whatever went on in here.
    She released his hand and pushed up his navy tee to expose
his belly. Short dark hairs swirled around his navel and trickled in a thin
line to his groin. Jodi traced them with her tongue.
    Mac made a noise between a grunt and a groan. Turned-on,
yeah, but also sounding as though he wanted her to get a move on.
    But Jodi had dreamed of this for too long to race through
it. She slipped the metal disc through its opening and eased down his fly. His
snug underwear was the same shade of blue as his tee. She trailed her
fingertips over the soft cotton.
    The bulge between Mac’s legs grew bigger, harder.
    He huffed out his breath. “Hurry.”
    She couldn’t. With her thumbs beneath the waistband of his
jeans and underwear, Jodi moved carefully, some would say casually, as she
guided both down past his hips, pausing when she’d reached his hairy groin.
    God, god, god. It was far better than she’d imagined,
the hair black and bushy, masculine to the extreme. Jodi’s throat constricted,
not allowing her to swallow. She pressed her nose to his thatch of hair and
moaned at its wonderful fragrance. Clean yet musky. The room whirled.
    Mac groaned. “Take me in your mouth.”
    Not yet. They had hours and hours before anyone would
arrive.
    She slid Mac’s clothes down, freeing his cock. It sprang
out, the crown grazing Jodi’s jaw. Her mouth sagged open. His rod was long and
meaty, ruddy in color with thick veins coursing up the hard shaft. The satiny
head was a darker red, the cap glutted with passion that pushed a tiny pearl of
pre-cum from the small slit at the top.
    Pulling in a strangled breath, she stared at his balls.
Plump and lightly furred, just as Jodi had pictured them, the sac snuggled so
close to his body it betrayed his excitement for this and for her.
    “Good god,” she murmured. “Do you have any idea how gorgeous
you are?”
    “What? No. Who cares about that?” He panted. “I’m gonna die
if you don’t suck me.”
    Smiling, Jodi cupped Mac’s rod in her palm, holding it with
reverence. How any straight woman could resist this part of a man was a mystery
to her. Jodi knew if she had her own cock, she’d play with it all day.
    His shaft continued to come alive in her loving embrace,
lengthening a bit more, its girth widened. Fascinated, she stared at the
transformation then licked the drop of pre-cum from the slit. Mac pushed to his
toes. Jodi sighed. His lubrication was slightly salty, the same as his skin.
    He dropped back to his heels and growled.
    “No more waiting,” she promised.
    “Thank— god.”
    She’d taken his right ball into her mouth, determined to
enjoy it and the other first. His cock would be her dessert.
    Mac made a choking noise at her tongue dragging over his
wrinkly skin, exploring the contours of his hair-roughened sac. His nut was
amazingly hot, nicely heavy in her mouth and smelled heavenly. Feral and
uncivilized. Not wanting him to stumble away, Jodi gripped his ass then had a
better thought and slid her fingers into the furrow between his cheeks.
    “Motherfuck,” he groaned.
    With great care and undeniable tenderness, Jodi suckled his
ball. Not only because she craved this but wanted to distract him from what
else she’d planned. Little by little, she eased her fingers toward his anus.
When she’d reached the tight ring, Jodi stroked once then probed it gently.
    Mac froze. Even his noisy huffs stopped.
    Oh crap. She’d thought he’d love her playing with
this part of him. Worried, Jodi jerked her hand away.
    Mac shuddered. He planted his hands on either side