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She'd been in his apartment a matter of minutes, and Elena was already naked and about to drop to her knees to blow him. Brett felt a touch guilty as his erection throbbed in his pants. Not accustomed to paying for sex, even though there was a purpose behind it on this occasion, it didn't sit well. Nor did the knowledge that the girls dates usually accompanied them to a gala event that under other circumstances they'd never access to, or at least wined and dined them first. Sex was, of course, expected, but only as dessert rather than the entree itself. Brett was also a man who liked to take his time and ensure the women enjoyed the experience as much as he did.

The concept to do just that entered his mind as he ground against Elena's …show more content…

Then followed a long, low growl of lust when she took him into her mouth, inch by tortuous inch. Brett's eyes fluttered in his head as he peered down at Elena, the innocence of her expression and features at odds the apparent expertise of her mouth and that brought forth another groan. With his brain clouded by the sensations of her hands, lips and tongue, Brett had been utterly incapable of responding to her comment about the champagne. The woman was driving him fucking crazy.

As she continued, he tightened his grip on her hair and met her sucks and licks with slow pumps of his hips, caught between the wanting to watch her working his balls and shaft, and wanting to see her eyes. Unable to form words, he could only pant and moan, and when his tip hit the back of her throat, Brett bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood. The aroused gasp he released reverberated around the apartment. Damn, she was good. The man was relieved when she pulled him from between her lips and stood. He didn't want her to know that a second longer and he would have tipped over the edge.

Even the simple touch of her fingertips on his chest elicited a shiver of pleasure, but at least with her mouth no longer on him, he'd recovered enough sense to speak. "I'm guessing you've done that before, too?" Brett's attempted nonchalance didn't quite come off, not with his aching cock bobbing in the air as if waving for attention, and half-lidded eyes glazed over.

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