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He backed away and dropped me to my feet. His entire body shook with barely contained desire. Watching him need me like that was beyond fucking hot.
My eyes wandered down, and I saw the massive bulge in the front of his jeans. I looked back up at him with heavy lidded eyes as I slowly lowered to my knees.
Nostrils flaring, his eyes closed as his face turned toward the ceiling. He took a couple of deep, steadying breaths before blowing them out.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he asked, looking back down at me.
I made sure his eyes were on me, watching every move I made so he could stop me if he desired. My fingers reached his belt, and he said nothing. The muscles in his neck twitched as he looked at me with what looked like rage, but I knew it to be something else entirely.
With the belt undone within seconds, I continued to watch his face as I unbuttoned his pants, slowly sliding the zipper down.
His mouth fell open, his chest rising and falling with every rapid breath. “Temperance,” he warned.
I pulled his pants apart, pulling down on them and his black boxer briefs at the same time to hover just over his pubic bone. His hard cock was tucked away in the stretchy material, andrightthere. All I had to do was pull the material back, and it would pop free.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
Justin shook his head. “No, but we shouldn’t do this. I don’t want you to regret it. This is horny Temperance, and apparently, with me letting you get this far, this is horny Justin, because I’m holding on by averythin thread.”
What he didn’t realize is I hadfullcontrol of myself right then. I wanted him more than anything, but I didn’t plan to go too far. Idid, however, want to make him suffer.
“I’m in control—promise. You trust me?” I asked.
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “No, but I don’t think I can stop you. I want you too fucking badly.”
“I’ll stop. Don’t worry. I just… want to see something. A little experiment. You know… for science!”
A dark laugh came from him. “For science, huh? Hmm. In that case, I’m excited to hear about your findings.”
A sweet rush of heat and adrenaline moved through me as I pulled his boxer briefs back and freed his cock. I gasped as I admired him. Ineededto taste it.
I’m in control. I’m in control. I can stop myself. I can stop myself.
Using a single finger, I pressed just above the base of his heavy cock, flattening it against his stomach. My eyes wandered up to his, and I studied his perfect face. His light brown eyes that seemed so much darker at that moment, his perfect, pouty lips that were slightly parted, his flared nostrils.
Leaning forward, I flattened my tongue against the base of him, slowly licking all the way to the tip. I watched as his fingers moved to grab me, but then went into his hair, tangling in the loose strands as his head fell back.
“Goddamn, Temperance,” he breathed.
My tongue slowly swirled around the underside of the head once before I closed my lips around it. He grunted and fisted his hair even harder, his entire body tense as I descended on him, taking inch by painfully slow inch deep into my mouth. When he touched the back of my throat, he sighed heavily and took several breaths in rapid succession. I took a single deep breath of my own before continuing, taking him further.
“Fuck!”
His body shook with barely restrained need. I could tell he was fighting everything in himself not to grab me and take control, but he was being quite the good boy.
I tightened my lips around him and pulled back just as slowly as I’d taken him in. When I got to the tip, I sucked gently before pulling back and placing a kiss on the tip.
All my movements returned to normal as I adjusted his jeans and boxer briefs in place before standing. “Okay. We can go now,” I said cheerfully.
Justin’s hands fell away from his nowverymessy hair as his gaze snapped to mine. “Oh,really? Is that so?”
I gave him a confident smile and nodded. “Mmhmm. The experiment is done. It was a success, by the way. So, we can go now.”
I turned and started to walk toward the door.
“Oh, no you fucking don’t,” he snapped. He grabbed me by the arm and roughly pulled me back against him, his free hand cupping my mound over my thick jeans.
Fucking jeans!I mentally whined.