25
Caden
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MY d**k WAS so hard I could hardly see straight. She was teasing the hell out of me and I wasn’t sure if I should keep taking it slow or jump over the bar and really give her something to smile about.
As if reading my mind, her grin widened.
I finished making her drink and then made one for myself.
“This is really good. Thank you,” she said, after taking a sip.
“I aim to please.”
“I bet you do.”
Our eyes held as she sucked from the straw again.
“Damn, woman. You’re dangerous.”
“Am I?”
“Yeah. I’m trying to remain a gentleman here and just watching you with that straw is making it hard.” I wasn’t just talking figuratively either. My d**k was literally testing my zipper to the max at that moment.
“Careful, Wolf. Remember, I’ve been warned about you.”
I laughed.
