Knox pulled down his briefs and his c**k sprang out. My jaw clenched as I took in the thick length of it. His fingers stroked all the way down the shaft, and my eyes followed, taking in every detail.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him as he stroked himself slowly. The skin on his c**k was smooth except for a vein that pulsed with his heartbeat. His shaft was a gradient of tan to pink; the tip of his head gleamed with precum already.
I bit my lip and his c**k jerked up with a twitch. He smiled.
“You know what to do to make it hard,” he said. “My god, Chloe, you are beautiful. Those gorgeous lips… you’re impossibly tempting.”
*Then why haven’t you kissed me?* The thought rose and I shut it down. What was I asking for, sweetness? Romance? That wasn’t why he wanted me, and it wasn’t why I
