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THIRTY-ONE | WHAT I WANT

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE | WHAT I WANT

ALENA

I look down at his stiff member in front of me.

Tentatively, I wrap my hands around him, and Nathan lets out a tortured groan above me. Keeping my focus, I slowly move my hands up and down his impressive shaft.

Nathan feels warm and thick In my hand, hardening even more under my touch, and I feel my wetness soak my panties.

I lean forward and tilt my head up to him, connecting my eyes with his. To my surprise, Nathan is now watching me intensely, waiting for me to make my next move. His knuckles are white from holding his fist so tightly.

I don't blink as I wrap my lips around the tip and sweep my tongue across him.

He loses his cool.

“Fuck, baby," he groans, releasing his hands from the tight fist and moving it to my hair.

He doesn't apply pressure though. Nathan just runs his fingers through the tangled strands of my hair and across my skin, finding any means to touch me.

His hands are desperate but surprisingly gentle.

My lips stretch
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