her.
“See anything you like?” he asked in a slow drawl. “You can touch if you want.”
She opened her mouth to give him a snappy comeback, and then a smile stole
across her face. Two could play at this game.
“Sure,” she said, scooting across the blanket toward him. “Looks like you have a
nice enough package there, but maybe a little small. I think I should check things out.”
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She reached across his lap, rubbing her hand boldly along his thigh. He gasped, and
they both froze, captivated by their game of sexual taunting. She’d never done anything
remotely like this before, not even when she was married to Ryan. But she wanted to
touch him, she could admit that to herself. Wade darned well wanted to be touched. No
question of that. And if she managed to break past his self-imposed boundaries? Well,
then she won. And if she didn’t, at least she’d have some fun before settling into her
new role as town schoolmarm.
She felt his flesh rising beneath her touch, the hard length of his erection thickening
under her fingers. She ran her fingers back and forth, each time holding him a little
more firmly. He gasped, and then let himself fall back on the blanket, one arm over his
eyes as he allowed himself to fully enjoy the moment.
After a little while she decided this wasn’t enough. She didn’t just want to feel him,
she wanted to look at him. Maybe even taste him. She’d heard about that from some of
her girlfriends, although she’d doubted at the time that any woman would willingly do
something like that. But being around Wade, smelling him, seeing the tension in his
body as she touched him—it made her wonder…
Catherine opened his pants, sliding her hand in and finding the hot length of his
penis. It was bigger than she’d imagined, and the skin was very smooth. She ran her
fingers up and down, finding the ridge below the head, tracing it to the notch on the
bottom. A tingling sensation grew between her legs, a certain eagerness to be close to
him that reminded her of the way his kisses made her feel.
Wanting more, Catherine used both hands to ease his pants down his hips, Wade
lifting himself to make it easier for her. She pulled out his penis, awed. It wasn’t as large
as Baron’s, of course, but it was pretty big. The head was flushed red, and a whitish
pearl of moisture had gathered at the tip. She ran a fingertip through it, painting the
slippery substance around his sensitive flesh. Wade gasped, and Catherine smiled. She
loved how it made her feel, so powerful and special. Wade was a strong man, yet all it
took was one of her fingers touching him to conquer him completely.
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Catherine leaned closer, examining him carefully. Wade reached down and grabbed
her hand, cupping it around his length and showing her how to run it up and down.
She followed his lead eagerly, loving the way he moaned as she worked his stiffened
shaft.
“You’re killing me, Cat,” he muttered finally. “You need to stop now.”
“Or what?” she asked, rubbing him even faster. “You’ll throw me down and have
your wicked way with me? I dare you to do it!”
He moaned, and lifted a hand as if to push her away. Before he could act, she
wrapped her lips around the head of his erection, sucking him in deeply. Wade gave a
groan of pain and need, then clutched her hair with his fingers, pulling her more fully
down and over him.
Now that she had him in her mouth, Catherine wasn’t quite sure what to do with
him. He tasted salty, and from the quivering of his body and the strength of his hands,
she knew he liked what she’d done. She tried sucking at him like lollipop, reveling in
the little noises he made. Then she swirled her tongue around the tip for a while.
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