Chapter Five
Two days later…
Jamey’s lips hovered over his c**k, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Ready, cowboy?” The heat in her emerald eyes scorched him.
His breath caught in his throat and he nodded, savoring the view. Her wild red hair tumbled every which way and he fought the urge to fist his hand through it. This was her gig.
Her tongue flicked out to circle the head already slicked with pre-come.
“Jesus, Jamey. You’re killing me.”
She laughed quietly. “Don’t die yet, cowboy, I’ve just started.”
He groaned, thrusting his hips in an attempt to relieve the agony building in his balls. She gave him a little squeeze and stroked up, her eyes never leaving his face. God, it was exquisite, this sensation. Killing him.
He was going to die in the throes of bliss.
He reached down
