CJ held her gaze as she lowered his zipper excruciatingly slow. The anticipation she was building might perhaps drive him mad and he fucking loved it. His breath hitched as she slid her hand back up and over his erection and the naughty little smile she got on her face had his own grin widening.
His gaze slid down as she did, watching her hand wrap around his erection. When she lowered her head, her eyes questioning, he tangled his fingers in her hair and lightly pressed her forward. If she was offering, he was taking.
His chest rose and fell with each breath he took as his anticipation and desire doubled. This girl definitely knew what she was doing and she did it very well.