Chapter 18

Jane blatantly checked him out, biting her lip. She brought her eyes back up to his to watch his reaction as she undid the two flimsy buttons holding her tiny vest together. It opened in the middle but not all the way, being held in place by her hard nipples. Evan wanted to see them, opening the vest the rest of the way he grazed the pink nubs with his thumbs. Jane sighed at the lovely touch.

Moving things along, she slipped the vest off. Evan was on her in no time at all, sucking a nipple into his mouth, pinching the other lightly with his fingers. Jane started to giggle but it quickly turned into a groan at the attention he was giving her breasts. She ran her hand through his hair, urging him on. He kissed up towards her neck while he groped her.

“I was totally going to kill you if you tried to skip foreplay,” she admitted huskily.

“No way, that’s half the fun,” he said, kissing her flushed lips again.

Jane slipped her hand right up Evan’s loose shorts, finding his hardening cock right away. Teasing the head with her fingertips caused it to twitch; Evan sighed, Jane giggled. Whatever Jane was doing was making him hypersensitive. The way her fingers wrapped around his shaft, gently tugging on it, only to glide to another spot and do the same. Feeling wetness on the tip of his cock, she spread it all around his head with only a finger.

“Whatever the hell you’re doing feels amazing,” he told her with his eyes closed.

Jane was glad she already had such an effect on him. “I’m just playing with it, teasing you, that’s all,” she said.

Looking down, she noticed it looked just as hot as it felt. His end stuck out of the bottom of his shorts with the strong outline of the rest of the log of flesh clearly visible through the fabric. She briefly contemplated teasing him for his skimpy shorts but the easy access was a big turn on for her. All she had to do was lift the leg hole up to his waist and it was revealed to her.

“Well, well, congrats Evan,” she complimented him.

Evan rolled his eyes. “C’mon, it’s not like a porn cock,” he said. While he loved his penis, he very oddly got embarrassed and modest whenever a girl said something about it.

“Haven’t you seen any Casting Couch porn? Most of those guys are below average, I guess so they don’t scare the girls off. Yours is slightly above, but not too much because that’s actually a thing for some girls. But this,” she wrapped her finger and thumb firmly around him.

“You’re pretty thick, and I’m looking forward to that the most. Honestly, I kinda want to see how much it weighs,” she half-joked.

“Hey I’m just happy you’re happy,” he said, trying to divert her analytical side.

“Oops, I’m talking too much,” she realized, moving her head down to his lap.