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When my vision returns I find her expectant stare waiting for me. “Can you teach me? I don’t want to do this wrong.”

I breathe a laugh. “Trust me, you’re not doing anything wrong.” I settle my hand over hers, guiding her. “A little tighter and just like that.”

Fuck, it feels so good.

“So this is how you give a guy a handjob?”

Possession flares in my chest. “No. This is how you give me a handjob.”

Removing my hand, I let her continue on her own.

Thanks to the soapy water, her grip slides easily. She brushes her thumb over my head, twisting her hands as she slips and slides over my shaft.

Either she’s a fast learner or her hands were made for my cock because a handjob has never felt so good, and I’ve never been this close to coming from one. Especially this fast.

My hand finds the shower wall for support, lips pressing into a thin line as I try to hold myself together while this woman takes me apart with nothing but her hands and those blue eyes, watching my face like she’s cataloging every reaction.

She’s enjoying this. The realization hits me somewhere between a groan and a sharp exhale—she’s enjoying having this effect on me. The power of it. And she should. She has no idea how much she holds over me.

“You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”

She holds my gaze, steady and certain, her hands still wrapped around me. “I want to put it in my mouth. Will you let me?”

CHAPTER 29

Ariana

AS REAL AS IT GETS

I’m on my knees in Cole’s shower with his rock hard cock in my hand.

The water is coming down a couple feet away, leaving us surrounded by clouds of steam. Like we’re in our own world, a safe little bubble.

Before now, I couldn’t understand how it felt powerful to be on your knees for a man, but that’s exactly what I feel. He’s at my mercy, his eyes pleading at me to continue, to take him between my lips. And saliva pools in my mouth at just the thought of tasting him.

He’s massive and I worry I won’t be able to fit much of him in my mouth but I’m going to try. And even though I’ve never done this before, I’ve read plenty of books with blowjob scenes and my sisters have been known to describe things to me in graphic detail, oftentimes against my will, but now I couldn’t be more thankful for their lack of boundaries.

I’m sure Cole has been with women much more skilled than me. And some deep insecure part of me worries I’ll be disappointing, but then I remember how everything else has gone. He’s never once made me feel like I’m fumbling. It doesn’tmatter if I’m scared or hesitant, he’s right there with me, being patient and enthusiastic.

My gaze flicks up to meet Cole’s. He’s staring down at me with hooded eyes, his chest rising and falling quickly. He looks so hot like this, the muscles cascading down his abdomen visibly constricting.

He smooths some of my hair back in a gentle caress. “Baby, you don’t have to.”

There he goes again, being more caring and patient than I was prepared for.

He’s done so much to make me feel good, to make me come. And I think it’s time I showed him a little appreciation.

I swallow roughly, nerves tickling my throat as I line him up with my mouth. He’s long and girthy, with prominent veins lining around him like the roads on a map. It’s a beautiful cock and there’s a dot of liquid leaking at the tip, just waiting to be licked off.

I slide my hand back to the base of his heavy length. He’s too thick for my fingers to fully close around but it doesn’t stop me from running my hands up and down, rubbing the engorged head.

With my eyes locked on his, I flatten my tongue over the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that’s gathered there.

He curses under his breath, jaw going slack from the shock of it.

A triumphant warmth spreads across my chest, giving me the courage to slot my lips around the pink head of his cock, taking an inch at a time.

The deeper I take him, the more attuned I become to his reactions. His pupils are dilated, eyes bulging wide, his jaw grinding like he’s barely holding himself together.