Chapter 59. Eyes on Me

A fierce flush of embarrassment and shock rippled through me the moment I let go, and I muttered, “No… I…” Grant rose smoothly to his feet, his pants slipping down to reveal the hard length he still held in one hand, and he walked deliberately over to the couch. When he sat beside me, the heat of his thigh pressed against mine and made my head spin. My breathing quickened as I watched his cock twitch in his palm, the skin stretched taut over the velvet-soft head. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like against my own skin.

Reading my desire like an open book, Grant reached out and took my hand, placing it gently but firmly around his shaft and layering his own hand over mine. I didn’t pull away. Instead, I felt his fingers guide my grip, and together we stroked, the rough motion sending a low hum of pleasure straight through my chest. A groan caught in my throat as I felt painfully hard stir beneath the fabric of my jeans.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand.