Page 107 of Damaged Mogul

“No,” she says. “Granted, I only have one point of reference, but dare I say, the way you stroke your cock… it’s so manly.” She licks her lips. “The experience is vastly different from watching a guy jerking off his heirloom-carrot-size-cock versus enjoying the eye-popping show when a guy has a cock the size of a large zucchini.” She flashes me a sassy grin.

I shake my head. “You’ve never watched porn?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“My father pays for my phone plan and internet connection. The man has ears—and eyes—everywhere. I’d be petrified if he were to find out.”

“I see.”

“I’m sure he indulges. Same for my half-brothers.”

Those are visuals I didn’t need.

“I’m also certain, I wouldn’t be able to get away with it. My father is a big believer in double standards. I can’t watch porn at Nads’s place since her dad still foots the bill for most of her expenses. We make self-deprecating jokes about ourselves. We’re part of a small group of women who don’t watch porn.”

Talking or thinking about Fisher Edgington or her half-brothers is a quick way to turn my rock-hard cock to a limp dick.

Time to end this conversation.

I pump my fist up and down my cock, forcing her attention on me. Under her gaze, my cock strains, my veins bulging thick.

I jack off harder, groaning with each stroke.

“Yesterday, you were begging to give me a blowjob,” I say through gritted teeth. “Soon, your lips will be wrapped around my huge cock, my generous girth stretching your pretty mouth to the limits, my length hitting the back of your throat again, and again, and again.”

Half-lidded eyes meet mine.

I squeeze out a pearl of pre-cum, scoop it up with a fingertip, and reach my hand out to her. “This is for you.”

She props herself on her elbows and opens her mouth. Shecleans my finger with a few sensual licks, her heated gaze never leaving mine.

I could get lost in those blue eyes.

“You’ll get more when I fuck your mouth.”

Excitement and anticipation flash in her gaze.

Good girl.

“Join me. Show me how you make yourself come.”

She settles back on the bed. Manicured fingers slide down her taut stomach until they’re nestled between her pussy lips. “I feel so vulnerable.”

“In no time, you’ll feel so good, vulnerability will fly out the door. Trust me.”

She smiles a little.

She strokes her clit.

This isn’t the first time a woman has pleasured herself in front of me, but something about the way Lily does it and knowing this is her first time tugs at my balls.

I fist my cock and pump it as her fingers play with her pussy. The sinful expression on her face is one I’ll never forget.

Fuck.

We’re both in silent contemplation as we stare at each other’s hands.