Jewel's POVHis question put me at a great disadvantage. It made me decide to do something to take his mind off his doubt, and this was what I can think of. A shudder ran through my body as I slowly sank to my knees before him. “Jewel.” He touched my face, “you don't have to do this if you don't want.”“Who told you I don't?” I bit the bottom of my lips. “Unzip your trousers,” I slowly licked my bottom lips. Miguel locked his eyes with mine. “If you don't want to do this, you—” “Will you just shut up!” I snapped at him. “Don't you want me to do this? If you are fed up with me, just tell me. Why waste our time?” I angrily made to rise from my kneeling position, but he placed his hand on my back. "My apologies. I will do as you requested." The sounds of his zip, when he let it down, made me lower my eyes. I let them drift down his body until my eyes alighted on his shaft. It was large, firm, and throbbing, with thick veins running along the shaft between the shiny, purple head
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