appeared doubtful. “I don’t want to be selfish.”
She leaned back and raised her T-shirt a bit, exposing her belly. A little higher and the edge of her bra was revealed. She was small, but her breasts were perky with good size nipples. She could go without a bra but didn’t often because of them. “If you don’t want it, I understand.”
She made a show of unbuttoning her jeans and then lowering the zipper. Max’s exposed cock seemed to strain toward her. “I never said that.”
He flipped her onto her back and moved above her. “Did I not warn you about teasing me?” She matched the grin on his face with one of her own. Not even a good two weeks ago, it was as if he never smiled, but she could bring one to his lips no problem now. Pride swelled inside of her, and she wondered what else she could do for him. “What is that look for?” he demanded.
She shrugged. “I don’t know.”
He hadn’t brought his weight down on her, so she had room to flip over, and she did, sticking her ass up until it brushed his crotch. Max moaned.
“Damn it, woman, we shouldn’t do this.”
“Why not?” She pushed her jeans over her hips, exposing her panties. “These are the only panties I have. I really should take them off before you make me ruin them.”
“I’m sorry. I should have bought you more by now. I didn’t want to presume.”
She sucked her teeth. “Please, you saw no reason not to choose my clothes. Why not my panties?” She glanced at him over her shoulder. His gaze was directed at her ass. Shira bit her lip. Max wasn’t fooling anybody. He hadn’t bought panties for her because it meant shopping in the middle of some really sexy stuff, and at the time, he didn’t intend on giving into the attraction between them. Well, she wasn’t taking no for an answer this time. Should or shouldn’t, they were grown, and she wanted to see what it was like to be in the arms of a man like him.
She rose to her knees, and as she did, he backed up some as if he was scared to let his skin touch hers. She noted he didn’t bother tucking his cock away though. Shira shed her clothing with her back still turned to him. Her bra and panties landed on the floor behind the T-shirt and jeans, and then she laid an arm over her breasts to glance at him.
Now that she was naked, nerves kicked in. She was underweight, although she was pretty sure she’d put on a few pounds being in Max’s house and eating with him. If she didn’t see desire flaming to life in his eyes, she didn’t know how she would live down the embarrassment. Well, he said it’s been a while.
He laid a tentative hand on her back and stroked. “You’re so small. I feel like I’ll crush you.”
“I’m durable.” She reached behind her and grabbed hold of his cock. Rubbing it over her ass cheek and moaning made his member twitch in her hold. She gave it a small squeeze and then guided it between her legs to push back on it. Max’s cock didn’t enter her, but just the act of them going all the way seemed to set him off.
“Shira, damn it, I need…” He cut himself off, but she knew what he wanted to say. She lay down on the pillow while pushing her ass high in the air. She ran palms over his hard thighs and wiggled her hips. A growl erupted from Max’s throat that startled her at first, but she decided it was just the heat of the moment and the blood rushing through her ears that made her think the noise was more animal than human.
“Aren’t you going to put that in me, Max?” she teased, speaking in a deep, throaty tone. “You don’t want me to suffer, do you?”
“Hell, no.”
She smiled at his passion. Max leaned down and kissed her ass cheek. Shira’s pussy clenched. She gripped the sheets until her fingers ached but waited for him to make the next move. When he bent and ran his tongue along her heated skin, she thought she’d lose it. Max planted kiss after kiss and followed them with more licks. Just the fact that he was
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