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Oh fuck.
Is she for real? Asking me in that timid voice, as if I’ll say no?
I squeeze my eyes shut, my balls already drawing up tight. “You don’t have to do that.”
“But can I?”
I open my eyes to look at her. She’s so fucking gorgeous like this. Her lips parted and panting, her eyes wide with inquisitiveness and desire. I nod. “If you want to.”
She glances between my face and my straining cock in herhand, clearly waiting for instruction, so I inhale shakily and blow it out, ordering myself to be fucking cool about this.
Just the perfect woman made for me, wanting to know how to suck my dick.
No big deal.
“Lick up the shaft,” I rasp, and she does, her tongue warm and wet, and I’m already on the edge.
While I’ve masturbated so many times to the thought of Jo doing this, I couldn’t ever imagine what it would actually be like. And now that it’s happening, I’m about to make a fool of myself.
“Put the head in your mouth and suck. Yeah, Jo. Just like that.” Engulfed in her mouth, my dick jumps a little, and I tunnel my fingers into her hair, lifting it up so I can watch the way her mouth surrounds me. “Fuck, babe, that’s so good.”
She takes me deeper, and my hips punch up involuntarily, making her gag. “Ah, shit, Jo, I’m sorry. I just…” With the scent of her pussy still lingering on my face and the feel of her sucking on me, I’m in sensory overload. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come right now.”
I try to pull her off me, but she fights against my hold, and I can’t possibly battle my body’s urge anymore. “Jo, please, are you sure?”
She hums around my length, and my eyes roll back. Fuck me.
I let go, my hips thrusting as I come down her throat. She gags but swallows my orgasm, every last fucking drop, and if I weren’t already obsessed with her, I certainly would be now.
She sits back on her heels, wiping at her mouth, over her red and glistening lips. “Was that okay?”
“Was that okay? Jo. You sucked my soul out of my body.”
Maybe it was because she’s so inexperienced and didn’t know what to do, she was extra eager, and fuck, it was good. The best I’ve ever had.
I reach down, hauling her up my body, and take her lips with mine. I kiss her deeply, not giving one single fuck that she justswallowed my come. I want to taste myself on her. I want her to know she’s mine.
When I finally pull back, I smooth her hair back from her face, and she offers me a shy smile.
“You okay?” I ask, and she nods.
“Yeah. Thank you, Nico.”
I huff a laugh. “No, thankyou.”
Then I pull her down to me, pressing a kiss to her forehead. It’s only then, when she’s cuddled up against my side, that I realize we didn’t even take our clothes off. At my snort, she leans back to look at me. “What?”
“I was in such a hurry to touch you, I didn’t even get you naked.”
“Next time.”
“Yeah,” I agree sleepily and close my eyes. Because there will be a next time. Many next times, if I have anything to say about it.
CHAPTER 17
JO
A blaringhorn outside my window startles me awake, and I roll over, right into a half-naked man, fast asleep on his stomach, arms wrapped around a pillow, and drooling.
