Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories
Brooke continued, "I told him I couldn't go, and he very kindly offered to take me."
Her hand tightened around my cóck, stroking faster.
I gritted my teeth, trying to stay focused on the road as her words hit me like a blow to the chest. She was playing me, toying with me, and I couldn’t stop it.
"I know," Brooke said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "He’s so good. You’ve got a keeper there."
When she said that, she gave my cóck another firm squeeze, her fingers slick with my pre-cûm.