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“I might have to jerk off as you do.”

Her eyes flashed with heat. “I’d like to watch that.”

Oh, hell yeah.

She picked up the next outfit, and for the next thirty minutes, she tried them all on. But now that she knew what she did to me, she worked it. Sauntering out of the bathroom with a sway to her hips. Posing seductively.

On the last dress, I stripped down while she was in the bathroom. I lay on my bed and slowly stroked my dick.

She emerged, swaying in an all-black get up that was sexy as hell, although the champagne one still won, as far as I was concerned.

Her head jerked to the bed when she saw I wasn’t in the chair. Her brows rose as she saw me playing with myself.

“I couldn’t take it anymore,” I said, my eyes raking over her in the dress.

“I see that.” She stood and watched me. “Are you going to make yourself come?”

My gaze held hers. “Do you want me to make myself come?”

She swallowed, and I saw the quick uptake of her pulse in her neck. “Yes.”

“Undress while I do this. But leave the mask on.”

She might have been a virgin a few weeks back, but she understood seduction. She moved gracefully, as she slowly unzipped the dress and let it fall. Underneath, she was braless. The sight of her round tits with lovely pink nipples had me squeezing my dick harder.

Her panties were white, with a little panel of lace on the front. Fitting for a sexy librarian.

“Are you wet?” I asked.

She nodded.

“I want to see.”

She moved over to my side of the bed and stood next to me. I reached over with my free hand and dragged a finger along the fabric between her legs. Yep, she was wet.

“Take your panties off,” I said, noting the hoarseness in my voice. It wasn’t going to be long before I came all over my stomach.

She pushed the little white fabric down and then stood, waiting. I repeated my move, this time dragging my finger through her pussy folds. Her breath hitched at my touch.

“Looks like you need to take care of yourself.”

“You first,” she said. Her voice sounded rough like mine.

My gaze latched on to hers as I licked my fingers of her sweet pussy juices. The taste, and the way she looked at me, had me zooming toward the end. I gripped my cock harder, moved quicker, until I had to break eye contact and arch to reach the ultimate pinnacle.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I said as my balls contracted and my dick exploded. I shot my load all over my chest and stomach. Even jerking off was better with her there.

She reached down and dragged a finger through the sticky cum coating my body. “You made a mess.” She licked her fingers, and holy hell, my dick twitched.

“Come help me get cleaned up,” I said, getting up, taking her mask off, and then leading her to the bathroom. Someday, I’d watch her pleasure herself, but right now, I wanted her in the shower, and I was going to lick an orgasm right out of her pussy.

26

Grace

Saturday

Okay, so I felt like a fairy princess. A sexy fairy princess. I chose the beautiful champagne beaded dress with the crystal mask as I felt so magical in it, and it was the one that Hunter had the biggest reaction to. I’d filled a contact prescription I’d had for sometime. It was the second prescription I’d filled since meeting Hunter, although I hadn’t yet told him about going on the pill. As much as I wanted him completely, considering my investigation, I wasn’t ready to let go of the risk of getting pregnant. The pill was good, but not full-proof.

Hunter appeased my need to keep our relationship secret and arranged for me to arrive in another car.

“We could have had a quickie on the way,” he said when I reminded him that we couldn’t go together.

“No cars, remember?”

I’d told him we couldn’t have sex or even been seen together in public, but when I saw him in his all-black tuxedo, looking sinfully sexy, I wanted to find a closet or hidden room in the huge mansion and have my way with him. His mask was black and gold with ornate designs that made him look like a king. It should have been illegal to look as regal, powerful and sexy as Hunter did.

“Want a tour of the home, princess?” His voice was low and sexy, making all my girly parts buzz.

“Yes.” My voice sounded breathless.

His hand was on my lower back as he led me from the ballroom of the grand mansion and into the hall.

He escorted me through a set of double doors and into a room with floor to ceiling bookcases filled with leather bound books. The room made me think of one I’d see in a movie about a rich family living in a big mansion or castle. It was a reminder of how different Hunter’s world was from mine.

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